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Redemption Through Death
Prologue: Memories and Ascension
"I remember my last moments on the tortured realm of the living. Death truly liberates us of pain, pity I realized this all too late. I stared into the darkness above the Abyss of which I stood, waiting. My puppet fell from above in order to defeat his mental plague I had inflicted upon him. I looked deep within those blue-green Mako eyes, and I saw my own bright emerald looking back at me. There were no need for words; the fight was our last, to the death.
I stood willingly, and anxious to defeat my greatest foe. But in my final moment of life, I paused. This was my final and death ridden mistake. It bid him the time to gather his strength and preparation for the kill. He ran toward me after I had realized my pausing, he charged me and used the 'Omnislash' technique.
After the cold sharp steel pierced my body, I began to stumble and I lost all nerves in my hand. The last thing I heard was the heavy sigh from my rival in triumph of defeating his foe, and the chill sound of my sword hitting the dark ground of the Abyss. My vision blurred and I saw only my blood. I was engulfed in a white light and I awoke to death in this Immortal Realm."
After calling forth the blood omen sword Masamune from its dark slumber, Sephiroth fulfilled his redemption. The embodiments of the Immortals became nothing more than mere insects to his growing power. They watched in horror at the rise of the fallen, and the annihilation and judgment of their lives. Together as one, Sephiroth and Masamune were uplifted and exalted high to the throne of the Eternal Realm. Sitting down upon the throne of power, Sephiroth placed his judgment upon those Immortals whom he had deemed worthless.
A giant maelstrom of energy sent the Immortals fleeing, a massive Arc of beautifully crafted design rose from the clouds. Half of this Arc was crafted out of the slim black Obsidian, and the other out of pure golden Crystal. Upon the two pillars supporting the Arc were two statues carved out of both the same Obsidian and Crystal. On the left stood the towering Demon of eternal damnation, and upon the right stood the magnificently crafted Angel of eternal peace. There was but one gate blocking the entrance to the Arc. Half of the gate's bars were black and bent, the other was straight and golden as the crystal it was built to guard. Upon the lock was the Seal of who ruled both realms.
No longer did the Seal have the mark of all the rulers, but now only one, the image of a one winged angel sealed the Gates shut. Sephiroth had truly risen to ascension. With his Judgment, the Seal of Sephiroth was split in two as the Gates were opened. Neither the blazing fires of the Underworld, or the beaming light of the Heavens appeared in the threshold, but the green light of mortality shown as Sephiroth rendered his verdict.
A voice like thunder boomed across the plain less clouds of the Zero World, a great cataclysmic earthquake stole the immortality and power from the ancient Kings. Then, forth from the green light of the Mortal Realm came skeletal remains of a gallant warrior upon his noble steed. The warrior pulled the Immortals from their place in the world and entered the Realm of the Dying. They were given human bodies, and were stripped of all previous omniscient powers. The only thing they kept was the memory of Sephiroth's maniacal laughter and the gleam of the Holy Light on the blade of Masamune.
Redemption Through Death
Prologue: Memories and Ascension
"I remember my last moments on the tortured realm of the living. Death truly liberates us of pain, pity I realized this all too late. I stared into the darkness above the Abyss of which I stood, waiting. My puppet fell from above in order to defeat his mental plague I had inflicted upon him. I looked deep within those blue-green Mako eyes, and I saw my own bright emerald looking back at me. There were no need for words; the fight was our last, to the death.
I stood willingly, and anxious to defeat my greatest foe. But in my final moment of life, I paused. This was my final and death ridden mistake. It bid him the time to gather his strength and preparation for the kill. He ran toward me after I had realized my pausing, he charged me and used the 'Omnislash' technique.
After the cold sharp steel pierced my body, I began to stumble and I lost all nerves in my hand. The last thing I heard was the heavy sigh from my rival in triumph of defeating his foe, and the chill sound of my sword hitting the dark ground of the Abyss. My vision blurred and I saw only my blood. I was engulfed in a white light and I awoke to death in this Immortal Realm."
After calling forth the blood omen sword Masamune from its dark slumber, Sephiroth fulfilled his redemption. The embodiments of the Immortals became nothing more than mere insects to his growing power. They watched in horror at the rise of the fallen, and the annihilation and judgment of their lives. Together as one, Sephiroth and Masamune were uplifted and exalted high to the throne of the Eternal Realm. Sitting down upon the throne of power, Sephiroth placed his judgment upon those Immortals whom he had deemed worthless.
A giant maelstrom of energy sent the Immortals fleeing, a massive Arc of beautifully crafted design rose from the clouds. Half of this Arc was crafted out of the slim black Obsidian, and the other out of pure golden Crystal. Upon the two pillars supporting the Arc were two statues carved out of both the same Obsidian and Crystal. On the left stood the towering Demon of eternal damnation, and upon the right stood the magnificently crafted Angel of eternal peace. There was but one gate blocking the entrance to the Arc. Half of the gate's bars were black and bent, the other was straight and golden as the crystal it was built to guard. Upon the lock was the Seal of who ruled both realms.
No longer did the Seal have the mark of all the rulers, but now only one, the image of a one winged angel sealed the Gates shut. Sephiroth had truly risen to ascension. With his Judgment, the Seal of Sephiroth was split in two as the Gates were opened. Neither the blazing fires of the Underworld, or the beaming light of the Heavens appeared in the threshold, but the green light of mortality shown as Sephiroth rendered his verdict.
A voice like thunder boomed across the plain less clouds of the Zero World, a great cataclysmic earthquake stole the immortality and power from the ancient Kings. Then, forth from the green light of the Mortal Realm came skeletal remains of a gallant warrior upon his noble steed. The warrior pulled the Immortals from their place in the world and entered the Realm of the Dying. They were given human bodies, and were stripped of all previous omniscient powers. The only thing they kept was the memory of Sephiroth's maniacal laughter and the gleam of the Holy Light on the blade of Masamune.
