Once again the war ended and Vincent was left alone in the darkness of the night. His crimson red eyes sadden as he saw Cloud leaving with Tifa and the others. Tifa lock heart hated his every being, all he wanted to do was show his feeling towards a certain blond haired man. He didn't know why he grew so attached towards this man or why he felt this way. Vincent raven or almost jet black hair was a mess. It was caked in blood that dried up after the fighting with cocoon.
" Cloudy….." He'd say in his dark shaded corner. " why do I feel this way.. This isn't right.. A monster shouldn't feel.." He'd ask himself in question, he did not understand why he was like this or why this hurted him so much as Cloud left.