Title: My God, Their Devil
Word Count: 295
Pairing/Characters: Cloud
Summary: There's a thin line between Gods and Devils.
AN: Written in twenty minutes of boredom. Wangst like whoa.
I have a God. He is the one to pick me from the ground and gave me wings. He was a wondrous being with silver hair and emerald eyes. I would tremble every time he looked at me. I still do. Even now when my God has descended into madness I still shiver when I feel his gaze on me. They would call me insane but sanity is relative. Everything is relative. His love for me is relatively nothing compared to his hunger for the world. My hate for him is relatively nothing compared to the adoration I still cradle to my soul. I am relatively nothing compared to him.
When he looks at me now, it is with calculation. He no longer loves me but he needs me. And it hurts to face reality but the sad truth is i I /i no longer need him. Not so long ago if he had asked me to destroy the world for him I would have done so happily. Because he was my God, he was everyone's God. He is still my God, but he is now everyone else's Devil. Lately it's been getting harder to separate them. When we lock gazes, I see the One-Winged God but there are flashes of the Devil, dancing across those glowing eyes. And I wonder what he sees in my eyes. Does he see his worshipper or his murderer?
If I kill their Devil, I kill my God.
Am I willing to sacrifice my faith?
Yes. He is my God but the hatred is staining the love and soon enough all that will be left is molten fury.
The fall of a God to a Devil is inevitable but there's still that voice in my head screaming in sorrow and agony.