When the sun is gone I see you
Beautiful and haunting, but cold
Like the blade of a knife, so sharp and so sweet
Nobody knows your heart

All of your sorrow, grief and pain
Locked away in the forest of the night
Your secret heart belongs to the world
Of the things that sigh in the dark
Oh the things that cry in the dark...

-Theme of Mononoke Hime

So sweet you are in death, my love.

Ah, that fair skin... so pale in your state, and yet... beautiful, soft... ah, my beloved.

My Aerith... it truly is a pity that you had to get in my way. Tis so sad that such beauty is wasted. Why did you give up your life to me? So willingly... why?

Ah, Aerith. We would have done wonderful things together. We would have ruled the world, my love. You at my side, as my beautiful Queen. Think of it, think of the power we would have shared! See what you have given up to save these pitiful humans.

Oh my sweet Aerith... don't you understand? I never wanted to kill you... but you got in my way. You left me no choice, my love.

It's so hard to believe that your beautiful corpse has been resting here for months, now. You know that those silly friends of yours are chasing me as we speak? They are following my clone around. But I... my love. I am here. Do your friends visit your grave? No... but I do. Because, my Aerith, I love you. I always have.

But, you got in my way.

Ah, such a waste. Truly, I do think you would have made a wonderful wife, a wonderful mother. And a wonderful queen, at that. Such a pity that we never had that chance?

Why, Aerith? Why did you have to be so foolish? You sacrificed yourself for naught... do you think a simple prayer can stop me? Can stop Mother? Silly thoughts! My silly flower girl.

Ah, your hair... once it flowed like silk in the breeze... now, yet still beautiful, it is but a sopping mass. Hm. How sacrilegious of me, to pull your corpse right out of your grave.

But the puppet had no right to lay you to rest. He was obsessed with you. He wanted you, but he would never love you half as much as I do. I will make him pay in good time.

And then... after I have done away with those ridiculous friends of yours... I will assimilate with the Lifestream... and you will finally be a part of me. Oh, my Aerith. We will finally be together.

It's been two months since your death, and Meteor draws ever nearer. Meteor will bring death and destruction, and rebirth.

Rebirth after death.

Your death... your death at my hands. It was so graceful... Masamune slicing your innards apart, painting that marble altar with your crimson blood. Truly your death was a work of art, all in itself. I heard you gasp for air, I looked down into your elegant eyes as you laid in the puppet's arms. Oh, how I longed for my arms to serve as your deathbed... how I wanted to complete this piece of art with a kiss on your warm... dead, bloody lips. But I... I had the ultimate honor. I was the one to save you.

It would not have been fitting for you to die in any other matter. No, because you are mine, my little girl. You belong to me. You will become a part of me. You will live on inside of me, apart from those other lost souls of the Planet.

And now, I shall kiss you... your lips, so cold now... so enticing... so dead. Now, I shall finally hold your chilled, frozen corpse in my arms, and cradle you in your slumber. You are mine. You always will be mine.

Never forget, little flower girl... it is I who loves you.

And it is I who will be your God.