With the wild-eyed intensity of an ogre-hearted tiger drunk on pungent catnip the spiky-headed hero Cloud dashed about the deck of his enchanted sky-boat, spastically flailing with the glee of sweet victory!
"Take that you blighty clone of a whoring space-vampire!" Shouted the irrepressible zealot, his mental problems flaring up full force as he watched the nasty-as-cancer hell-spawn of the polar crater's netherworldly microcosm razed by the sacred flames emanated by his dead girlfriend. "Sephiroth! Jenova! I've killed you all! I am the valiant purifier of this mangy unkempt Earth!" His motley band of impressively atypical comrades could only look on, extremely discomfited.
Wielding their lustrous beams of all-conquering sacred energy the light warriors had waged their esoteric war against the vile never-ending night of doom-wielding Sephiroth. Their throbbing heroic urges had finally been satisfied watching him die, squirming in an anxious puddle. And now, as the mystical magical power of the holy orb gnawed at the planet in stark disavowal of the human spirit, none of them could know what would happen next! Dare you, dear reader, penetrate this occult mystery?