You know... after playing around in the carnival... I found something very depressing... What if Noctis is a lonely melancholic masochist?
Noctis, a seemingly lonely Prince, whose only real friends are a blonde who only acted upon some girls letter, then a hulk who walks around half naked all the time (also his guard), then his butler who yelps RECEHPEH all the time. Has his home stolen and destroyed, everything he once knew is gone, his father is dead, his mother is dead. He's so stressed from everything, that he imagines himself, in a dream, going to some crazy but wonderful festival, where none of his friends are existent. Escaping reality, he conjures up a festivity in the midst of chaos. To top off all of that, his friends are not there, almost as if he's almost grown tired or perhaps he think they are not real friends at all. The only people who are present, are people like Dino (the blackmailer) who only used Noctis to ones end. It's kinda sadistic. This festival also contains things he hates and things he loves... almost like he is torturing himself for something.