The Cetra, known in modern times to those intellectuals (scientist) that stuck their noses in the wrong places all the time, where a peaceful race. Others heard stories of them and knew them as the Ancients. This once regal breed, a close cousin of modern humans, where gilded in history as being the original saviors after all they had imprisoned the Calamity, now known as Jenova.
I recall a wise man once stated history is forever doomed to repeat itself, after all we only get one side. This history is normally tainted with the victors own version of actions. Five thousand becomes five hundred , so on and so forth until the story is a fanciful tale of dashing heroes and glorious damsels. Forces deemed good win and the blackened villains are forever marked, like a scarlet letter.
As history tells Jenova was a horrible being wrought from the bowels of Hell, cast off from the last Planet she consumed. For some she was Lilith others saw her as Babylon. We do know Pandora was her right, with a upturn of her lips, her smile caused death and pestilence to spread to all corners of the world. Kingdoms fell, populations where obliterated, life all but disappeared.
It is said that Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned. Jenova was no different, for see to had felt those warm trundles of love, wrapped in a warm embrace only to be cast off for something nicer, softer something supple and fertile. Even villains have their reasons.
So I took a break from NANO to belt this out. Jenova has really been weighing on me for some reason and after looking for those less often used characters I cant find a fic about her before she started …well exerting mind control on people and being a butt. I'm looking at you Seph, right at you. Maybe ill take this some where.