CHAPTER 4: And then came Dissidia
"What the hell!"
"Cecil and no Kain? Terra and no Sabin? Gabranth and no Vaan? I love that whiny little twerp. Who wrote this abomination? Where are my heroes?"
A few years later…
"It's about time for a sequel! As if it was hard to improve on something half-assed. Lessee… new characters…"
Kain, awesome.
Gilgamesh, whatever.
Tifa, hubba hubba!
Aeris, what, as a zombie?
Laguna, yawn.
Yuna, oh yeah! (ala Zack Fair)
Prishe, who dat?
Vaan, I missed you little buddy!
Lightning, you suck!
"Okay, so it's a mixed bag. Why do I wait around for other people to finally get things right? Other people from other freakin' galaxies mind you? I will dream up a new Dissidia!" Charlie proceeds to yell as loud as he can. "You hear that Final Fantasy? I will make Dissidia totally bad-ass awesome!"
His voice never makes it past the earth's atmosphere, let alone the Milky Way. Yet strangely enough, across the universe, someone feels a disturbance in the force.
"We're doomed."
