"She talked about the future more than any of us."
"Then I'll be going now. I'll come back when it's all over."
"...she smiled till the end."
"Dilly-dally, shilly-shally. Isn't it time you do the forgiving?"
"Shut up!!!!! The cycle of nature and your stupid plan don't mean a thing. Aerith is gone. Aerith will no longer talk, no longer laugh, cry... or get angry... what about us... what are we supposed to do? What is this pain? My fingers are tingling. My mouth is dry. My eyes are burning!"
"I never blamed you not once, you came for me that's all that matters."
"Ryu it is time". The hooded figure turned and looked at the man who addressed him. He stood up and left his tent to join the group of people gathered for the meeting. And elderly man came to the stage.
"They say death is an act of creation, and this is so far true. Their deaths have created a hell on this planet. For three years we have been mourning the loss of the worlds last Cetra. The world's last hope of peace and prosperity. The last way to into the Promise Land. During this time the world has gone to hell and back. Our cities and homes destroyed the plague Geostigma took loved ones, and Sephiroth the devil himself has come back to haunt us. But no longer shall we suffer, no longer shall we grieve. For my people I have found a way to bring her back to us." His voice was boisterous but encouraging. A man stood up.
"Hironobu we have tried this before and failed she will not return. The Promise Land has closed her doors. The lifestream will not release it's maiden. Why should they? Man invaded the Ancients home we hunted and tortured them and finally we made their race extinct. They were a precious race and now they are one with the lifestream why give her back to this world?"
"Because Etera I have seen that the darkness that awaits the world in the future. The weakness of mens hearts are weaker that we thought. Darkness will cloud our minds and conquer our hearts. No matter how bright the light that comes to aid us it will not be strong enough. We need a protector."
"But he will be a boy, he--" Hironobu interrupted.
"He will have the blood of the Cetra running through his veins and that will be enough to protect us his heart will be strong enough."
"Why not resurrect two full blooded Cetra?" Etera question once again.
"The child needs the pure heart, the mental and emotional strength of Aerith, and the determination, the physical strenght of Cloud." He stopped and looked at the crowd he didn't just glance he stared with a look that penetrated their hearts.
"My people we shall no suffer, we shall not for Sora shall be the world's salvation." Etera looked in disbelieve.
"You old fool." He whispered as he followed Hironobu into his tent.