Disclaimer: I do not own Crisis Core, or Genesis. Square Enix does.
Beta'd by I'm Sexy 18/06/2010
A/N: Just a drabble...
"No. NO." An angry voice broke the silence of a crisp morning.
You may be wondering who would dare defile said morning.
It is, of course, one Genesis Rhapsodos. Soldier 1st class.
Currently he is staring at himself in the mirror. Now, some of you may think this is quite vain of him, but he is far from admiring that which is reflected.
He snarls at the mirror, hoping this all to be a bad dream. White hair.. Flaking skin... And is that a wrinkle?
His eyes widen at that thought and he moves closer to see. No, thank the Goddess, it isn't a wrinkle.
He sighed, running his hands through his hair.
Bad move, since a large clump of it leaves with his hand. At first, he simply looks at the hair in his hand, as if it were all some kind of joke.
"NO!" He punches the mirror, hard, causing a large crack to appear on its surface.
'Goddess, help me...'