Tithe To Heaven
BY: Wolf-GodFenrir
Disclaimer: I do not own FF7 Characters they belong to Square Enix. This fic contains shounen-ai/Yaoi which is: boy x boy love/romance.Don't like it then leave, as for the ones who love it u can stay and enjoy this ficcy of mine! Possible oocness in it too. I apologize for the wait, but don't worry I'm stillgonna continue this fic!! Again I'd like to say that I appreciate constructive criticism but not flaming! cuz flaming is just rude and useless bashing. If there is something I need to improve on just let me know and do it nicely or at least in respective way. Other than that, plz enjoy this next installment of Tithe to Heaven!
Jargon and character Bios:
Genesis Rhapsodos: A man who was born from project G, which originally was the first attempt at creating an Ancient before the Jenova Project. He first appeared in Dirge of Cerberus, in the secret ending. He reappears in Crisis Core FF7 as one of Sephiroth's comrades, before the Nibelheim incident. He loves quoting from his favorite play loveless. Funfact: Loveless is actually the title of the 1991 album by British band My Bloody Valentine. MBV's name can even be seen on the posters for the Loveless play that are displayed throughout Midgar in the ff7 game.
Shelke: A girl who appears to be 10 yrs old but in actuality is 19 years of age.
Her growth has slowed completely, because of the Shinra Company having had experimented on her. The experiments enhanced her skills in fighting, but unfortunately,
she depends entirely on a daily dosage of mako energy in order to remain alive.
Her special abilities are performing synaptic net dives. It was because of this special ability that she was able to upload Lucrecia's data and memories into her own brain.
Synaptic Net Dive:
Immersion into a virtual reality called a network to negotiate with data on the subconscious planes of sentient life forms. A means of getting in contact with data
from ghosts and spirits within the lifestream.
Lifestream: A river of spiritual power and forces beyond human understanding, the source of all life and the life's blood of the planet. It is also considered by some to be a river of the memories of the dead, but the most popular belief is that the lifestream is a
river of souls. Every living thing, prior to having been born has been blessed with spiritual energy and upon death, all that was living returns their souls, or spiritual energy into the lifestream eventually to be born anew into a different life.
Omega: The ultimate Weapon and last defense of the planet. It is a weapon that conserves life, by gathering all the lifestreams unto itself and taking flight to the stars for another planet to begin life anew. However it leaves the original planet barren and lifeless.
Vincent was able to defeat this weapon and save the planet from dying by transforming into Chaos. However Vincent cannot transform into chaos anymore and has somewhat weakened from killing Omega.
Geostigma: also known as the star/planet scar syndrome, An illness from the advent children incident which claimed many lives. Jenova's cells were scattered across the lifestream contaminating it. During the meteor incident, the contaminated lifestream got in contact with many civilians which were mostly children, because their immune systems were weaker than that of an adult. "The Stigma. It's a symptom of alien matter infesting the body. The body tries to eliminate it, and overcompensates. Inside our bodies is a current like the Lifestream. That current is what fights off any malevolent intruders."
-Vincent Valentine.
Sephiroth revealed that he was using Jenova's will to control those with Geostigma from within and through the Lifestream. Eventually, enough infected people would die of the disease that the Lifestream itself would be tainted contaminated, and infected by Jenova's cells, and he could alter the Lifestream itself to his liking. He planned to force the tainted Lifestream as his source of power; so that he would absorb it and become a "God", as was his original intent from the original game. He would then use the withered planet as a vessel through the cosmos to find a new planet on which he would fulfill Jenova's dream and take control of the Planet's inhabitants as a God. And apparently he's trying to do it again in this fic lol.
Chapter 3: Breathe my Angel Pt 2
Vincent's Nightmare continued
Vincent Valentine lying in deep sleep, could not awaken from the nightmare, as the plague that ran through his veins was wasting him from within.
Vincent who glared at Sephiroth with hatred, held his gun steady. His finger was on the trigger, ready to fire at any given moment.
Sephiroth who turned to face the gunslinger, only seemed amused and did not seem interested in fighting him. Vincent who had locked his gaze with
Sephiroth's then asked, "Why do you appear in my nightmares now of all times?" The silver haired man, then answered," Maybe you could not forget me because even now
you shudder at your own guilt that you cannot allow yourself to forget me. "You're but a memory now… a memory that should be forgotten." Vincent replied
Coldly. Sephiroth then replied, "How cold, but I know that even if I were a memory I cannot be forgotten." "Were?" Vincent asked in puzzlement.
" You still don't get it do you?" The silver haired angel mocked as his eyes gleamed spitefully. "I remain alive because of you." He replied. Vincent tired of hearing the
ramblings of a dead man was prepared to shoot his gun. "I've heard enough." Then Vincent pulled the trigger. The gun roared releasing the bullet as it sped out of the
barrel.The bullet pierced the air as it penetrated through Sephiroth. It ripped through his chest and tore out of his back Rather than blood, a great darkness bursted forth
from out of Sephiroth's body, and swallowed Vincent whole. Caught by surprise, Vincent let out a gasp, as the darkness gripped him tightly. In the dark, Sephiroth was still
standing and uneffected by the gunshot wound in his chest. He drew closer to Vincent until their faces were only inches from touching. " I am within you, I flow in your very
veins, and beneath your skin." "Because I spread much faster than any cancer, your body will eventually succumb completely to me."
"There is not much time left for you." Sephiroth replied as he smiled evilly. "What?!" Vincent asked in bewilderment as his garnet eyes widened in disbelief. The one winged
angel, drew out his sword, Masamune from its sheath. The long blade flickered menacingly, seeming as if it hungered for a taste of blood. Instantly, Sephiroth pulled Vincent
into his arms while he plunged his sword into his side. The gunslinger let out weakened cry as the blade slit through him. Despite being in a nightmare, the pain felt
excruciatingly real to Vincent. The wound, had spilled blood onto the floor. " It will soon be over." Sephiroth breathed onto Vincent's ear. With a violent shove, Sephiroth
pulled his sword out of Vincent; bringing him down to his knees. Vincent held his side, trying to stem the flow of blood from spilling out of his wound. Looking up at
Silver-haired angel with blood stained sword in hand , Vincent glared with an ever burning hatred. The gunslinger's vision blurred, as
he felt himself collapse to the ground with the afterimage of those ruthless turquoise eyes
tormenting his very soul.
End of Nightmare
Vincent ripped from his sleep, out of breath as if he had been running for miles. Gasping, he tried to catch his breath while, cold sweat rolled down his neck.
He sat up on the bed, but winced in that moment. Vincent felt his side ache, painfully like a hot blade was being stabbed into his flesh. He placed a hand over his
side, but did not feel any blood, nor find any open wound there. It was all only a dream, there was no way he could have been hurt for real, or so Vincent thought.
Getting out of bed, he got up, but felt the sharp pain at his side once again. Vincent feeling dizzy, from standing up, felt the sensation that his skin was on fire.
Placing a hand to his forehead he could feel a burning fever that had caused his body to sweat. The heat was so unbearably hot, Vincent could not stand being
covered in his own sweat and he had to bring down the burning fever. He did not realize how sick he had gotten since he was infected. Shedding his clothing
weakly,Vincent staggered over to the bathroom to take a shower. Slowly he took off all of his clothing. After having entered the shower, he turned the knob
releasing cold water to cascade over him. Vincent trembled as the water, brought both relief and discomfort. The sound of his heartbeat was pulsing loudly in his
ears as the water poured all over his skin. The final thing that Vincent started to shed was his bronze claw of an arm. Slowly he pulled it away to reveal that an even
more beastlike claw was hidden underneath it. He always wore the golden claw over this arm, to hide the true deformity of it so he wouldn't offend human eyes,
with unsightly mark of sin. Instead of human nails, there were black talon-like nails sharp enough to cut flesh. Rather than normal human skin, Vincent's left arm was
a slight tinge of dark blue violet with scales.Upon looking at his beast-like arm, Vincent realized, it was covered in black rash like scars. Those weren't there before,
Vincent thought to himself.
Placing his arm, under the downpour of water, black puss began to bleed from the rash-like scars on his left arm. The cold water made it sting, and Vincent flinched
from the growing pain. Unexpectedly, losing the feeling in his legs, Vincent collapsed as he clutched his side. Lying on the floor, he felt his side was oozing. The sharp
pain, made him gasp in anguish. He looked at his hand, finding that it was covered in black ink-like puss. There was a large black scar-rash on his lower abdomen,
the exact same place where Sephiroth had stabbed Vincent in his nightmare. But this was not a dream, the pain from the black scar-like rashes were real.
Finally having understood what Sephiroth had meant, Vincent realized, his body was infested with Jenova cells and that he could die on any given day. He groaned
as the pain overcame him, his breaths became pained and hastened. Sephiroth had somehow managed to infect him, and more of the lifestreams with geostigma.
Unable to get up, Vincent continued to lie on the floor as the water rained down on him. He trembled as his pale skin was touching against the cold hard floor. He let
out a sigh as he began to contemplate his future death yet at the same time, was uncertain of what to do. His only hope for a cure was from within the sector 07
slum's church.
Meanwhile….
Amidst the cries of the Lifestreams, nothing could be done to hold back the terrifying power that was coming alive. This force that was causing the lifestream to
corrode and be tainted while the world would wilt from within. In the schism of life and death, the one winged angel was being born anew. Nothing could be done to
stop his heart from beating a living pulse. Deep in the night sky, Sephiroth was coming alive as if he were awakening from a slumber rather than death. The silver
haired man began to stir, opening his brilliant turquoise eyes for the first time in 2 years as he fell from the sky. Falling like an angel in exile from heaven, he could
feel the rush of his body being pulled down by gravity. The icy wind was blowing against Sephiroth pale face and combing through the long locks of his silver hair.
The wind whispered like a silent voice too frightened to speak aloud. Sephiroth pulled his pale lips into a faint smile as he unfurled his dark wing while leaving a trail
of black feathers behind him.Refusing to remain as only a memory, Sephiroth took flight, vanishing into the dark clouds above to keep out of view. He was not aware
that someone else was in the sky with him. Gusts of the wind howled so loudly, that he could not hear the wing beat of a second angel rapidly approaching him from
high above. All of a sudden, the dark angel, dived in front of Sephiroth's path, obstructing him from going any further. The black angel that appeared before the one
winged angel, had bright mako turquoise eyes. His short hair was dark auburn red and he was wearing a black leather outfit which was draped over by the red
leather trench coat he wore. Finally, there was a black jagged wing that the red haired man possessed on his left side unlike sephiroth's wing which resided on his
right side. "Good to know you have returned once again, as you are both blessed and beloved by the goddess, Sephiroth." The red haired man spoke, as his wing
beat treacherously against the sky. "I didn't think I'd be able to see you either Genesis…" "You should have stayed dead" Sephiroth replied cruelly.
His turquoise eyes glaring into the eyes of the one called Genesis. "Is that any way to speak to your childhood friend…much less your rival?"Genesis asked as his
brilliant blue mako eyes glowed fiercely. "True, you were my friend but in the end you only envied me" Sephiroth replied as his silver hair wavered in his face, keeping
it away from view.
" Because you know you can never surpass me." He replied mockingly. "It is as you say Genesis, I am blessed by the 'goddess'." The man named Genesis only
continued to smile as he drifted in the air, supported by his crooked wing that flapped powerful gales of wind. Genesis shook his head, and smiled, "but you are no
longer the only one who is blessed by the 'goddess' ". "For I too have the goddess' blessing.. or rather Jenova's blood cells flowing within me now." The young man
finished. " Is that so? You think having the same blood as I do will actually make you my equal?" Sephiroth asked, raising a silver eyebrow. "It shouldn't be a
surprise that I surpass you, since I have been given the same luster." Genesis answered as he drew out his sword from its hilt. The wind that blew, touched the
silver blade making it seem like it was whistling. Sephiroth in response to Genesis beckoning for a fight, did not draw his blade out. Sephiroth seemed to refuse
wanting to duel Genesis. Especially since he had just been resurrected and needed to wait until his full strength would return to him. Genesis seeing that Sephiroth
was not drawing his blade out began to pace in the air exactly as if he was walking on solid ground. A moment of silence ensued, increasing the tension between
the two ex- 1st class soldiers. Brushing his auburn hair back, with a passing hand, Genesis began, "When the war of the beasts brings about the world's end, the
goddess descends from the sky." Sephiroth listened as Genesis went on," Wings of light and dark spread afar, she guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting." "Hmph….
the prologue to loveless, your obsession knows no bounds whenever it comes to that play." Sephiroth chuckled, as he glared at his former comrade with icy
turquoise eyes. "Loveless was said to be a tale, written by the ancients long ago, but I see it as more of a prophesy." Genesis replied as he started to stroke the
edge of his blade almost affectionately, with a single gloved finger. "A prophesy that has yet to come to pass," He went on.
" You've read that play countless times, but Loveless is incomplete because it is missing its final act, and hasn't been found. How do you know the story will end in
your favor?" Sephiroth asked growing bored with the mere mention of the Loveless play. "The wheels of fate are already set in motion, you'll just have to stay alive
long enough to see the end!" Genesis replied as he raised his crimson-bladed sword at Sephiroth. Tempted by a promising fight, The one winged angel withdrew his
masamune. At the moment Sephiroth was taking his platinum blade out of its scabbard, Genesis instantly began to charge at him, taking a several swings of his
sword, but to all of which Sephiroth gracefully yet stealthily avoided. However with another lightning fast strike, Genesis cut a few Sephiroth's silver hair strands but
the blade barely even touched his face. Taking his turn to assault Genesis, Sephiroth took his sword and clashed it against his. As the swords would clash together,
the cry of steel could be heard as small fiery sparks flew. With a powerful thrust of his blade, Sephiroth managed to graze Genesis' right arm.
Growing angry, Genesis started to barrage Sephiroth with fire spells, while he flew higher into the sky. The flaming balls of fire, rained over Sephiroth, exploding as
soon as the flames came into contact. Explosions of fire, erupted, spewing black clouds of smoke. A sound like thunder, bellowed as the explosions went off. Sparks
and cinders floating about like fireflies. Genesis flying above the flames, waited to see if Sephiroth was defeated for certain. Suddenly a voice from behind Genesis
replied, "Lost something?" Turning around, Genesis saw Sephiroth completely unharmed from his assault. The two warriors started to violently swing their swords at
each other once more. Annoyed by Genesis' persistence, Sephiroth took a strong swing of his masamune. Trying to block the attack, Genesis could not withstand the
blow and was knocked away.
The two angels with their black wings began to circle each other like birds of prey, far apart from each other. After circling, the both angels rose higher into the sky.
Sephiroth in his battle stance, held his sword with both hands, as the blade seemed to veil the lower half of his face, his cold turquoise eyes glared at Genesis.
Genesis thrilled by the fight, held his weapon at the ready, his crimson sword glimmering. They glared each other, and waited to see who would break away from the
staring contest. The instant, Genesis arrogantly turned his back on Sephiroth, He was onto him in a flash. Genesis' had intentionally made a moment of weakness, to
provoke Sephiroth. He quickly swung back around to meet the one winged angel's blade with his own. Sephiroth made violent swings of his sword as Genesis
parried them away, as he threw a fire spell towards at Sephiroth. He avoided the spell in time, and with a quick strike, he managed to stab Genesis in the shoulder.
However in the fleeting moment that he did, Sephiroth immediately stopped fighting. He backed away as, Genesis putting a hand to his bleeding right shoulder, only
smiled spitefully at him as he lowered his weapon. "So this is what you have become, this is what has become of us?" he sighed amusingly. Sephiroth lowered his
weapon, as he was about to answer Genesis. Before he could say a word, Genesis cut him off, as he began a summoning spell. A glowing glyph appeared from
beneath his feet. Lights from within the glyph shot upwards into the sky like fireworks, calling a spirit to battle. Soon after, a dragon could be seen descending from
the heavens. Its great wings caused the wind to blow as it approached the angels from above. "Let's see how well you can fare against Bahamut," Genesis taunted
As Bahamut descended upon them. Its cobalt scales standing on end and flaring almost as if in anger. It's cold eyes laid on Sephiroth. With a fierce roar, the dragon
called Bahamut inhaled, and began firing it's breaths of cerulean fire at him. Sephiroth evaded, guarding against the dragon's relentless attacks. Bahamut began
swiping his claws at him, while his mouth gaped wide open, trying to bite Sephiroth. Rather than flying out of the way, Sephiroth flew forward and with his
masamune, he struck the sword into the side of dragon's mouth
which he had driven and dragged all the way to the end of Bahamut's tail, leaving behind a new slit which spanned from it's mouth to his tail. The devastating blow
left the poor Bahamut shrieking in agony as its great body disintegrated and disappeared into glowing sparks. The sparks transformed into the summon materia,
which fell in Sephiroth's outstretched hand. "Mere child's play" he sighed as he looked at the newly obtained materia which glimmered red. Genesis still holding his
wounded shoulder, then replied, "That was too short-lived even for a summon like Bahamut." "So Great Sephiroth, will you kill me your only friend in cold blood?"
Sephiroth glared at him, as Genesis chuckled cruelly. "If I'm not mistaken, Angeal and I were the only friends you ever had." The red haired angel went on. "You
could have avoided going mad, if you simply joined me and my cause from the beginning." "The pain of being different would have ached a great deal less for you
and the Nibelheim incident would have never happened…..so soon that is." "These black wings that you and I bear, sets us apart from the rest of the world, the
world that so cruelly shuns us." "We were not born to live alongside humans, so we will have to create a new world, you can help me do that Sephiroth." Genesis
replied, his tone of voice softening, but sounding almost desperate as he reached his hand out to Sephiroth.
Sephiroth with his cold glare, only turned away and cruelly replied. "hmph, I don't need your help, Mother has no need of you even if you have the same blood
running in your veins." Genesis only smiled as a response while he held his bleeding shoulder. The deep red river, that stained his red wine trench coat as it flowed
from the open wound, trickling down his right arm. "Even so I missed you, my dear brother," Genesis replied. "I only hope 'mother' will come to accept me soon, then
maybe you'll begin to understand that you and I are not that different." With that the black winged angel called Genesis flew away into the heavens. Sephiroth upon
seeing his old former comrade and friend disappear, started outstretching his great black wing in flight. The one winged angel began making his way down from
heaven. A fallen angel that bring about a great harvest, a harvest of sorrow.
Meanwhile
Shelke Rui who had been charged with warning Cloud and the others about Sephiroth, had locked herself in the computer room, refusing to come out or see anyone.
Shelke was wearing her virtual helmet, scanning the world wide network for any information she might have overlooked. Before her was a huge screen, her hands
tapping the keyboard rapidly. "Search files about the soldier Sephiroth," Shelke replied commanding the computer to do an automatic search." " Searching…" the
computer replied in a female robotic type voice. Shelke had known since after she uploaded Dr. Crescent's data into her own brain, that Lucrecia Crescent had a son.
Shelke also possessed the sad memories in which Lucreica's child was wrenched from her. Then the other memories in which Lucrecia had frantically tried to get him
back or at least see him, but failed either way. Shelke searched for the truth behind the mother and child who were torn apart by Shinra.
The computer screen revealed countless articles about Sephiroth from his heroic days but none that contained any important information. "Search for Jenova project"
Shelke commanded, growing frustrated that no important results had appeared. "Searching…" the computer responded. " These files cannot be accessed, the files
are either encrypted or have been destroyed." The computer replied. "Fine I'll just have to open them by force," Shelke replied haughtily as she tapped the
keyboard. After several frustrating moments, Shelke managed to break through, but was further disappointed when there was only one file to have been found. The
file's name was strangely named: To Sephiroth. Apparently it was a message, Lucrecia had meant to send to her son through the network, but was never read by
her son because of the Shinra Company, who had repeatedly deleted her messages, in fear that their controlling grip on Sephiroth would have been severed. "A
message for Sephiroth?" Shelke asked herself with a puzzled yet hopeful look in her eyes.
"what is the current condition of the lifestream?" The computer replied, "Unstable, there have been irregularities in the mako. The Lifestream is becoming more
contaminated with every passing hour, fluctuations are abnormal." "A rift has been made in the Lifestream." " Sephiroth," Shelke replied. "It's really all his doing, so
then he's alive?!"
"Sephiroth is deceased. He died in the Nibelheim incident after having committed suicide." The computer replied in a stoic voice. An unexpected anger began to well
deep inside Shelke. " No…he's not dead…" she whispered. The computer flashed the word deceased over a picture of Sephiroth. "No he's not!!" Shelke cried as
boiling hot tears began to pour from her blue eyes. She slammed her hands onto the keyboard. "He's still alive" Shelke sobbed uncontrollably as she buried her
tear-stained face into her arms, on the keyboard. The heart-wrenching pain was just too much to hold in. This pain was not her own but Lucrecia's pain that she was
feeling as a result of having uploaded her memories and data. A soft voice, deep inside Shelke's mind began to speak, "Don't cry, please…send him my message."" But
I don't know where he is Lucrecia" Shelke sniffed trying to rub away all her tears. The voice which belonged to Lucrecia went on, "He will arrive at Shinra Mansion in
Nibelheim, soon…" "I can feel him going there now..."
"Alright, I'll send it over there." Shelke sniffed as she began tapping into all the computers that still functioned in the Shinra Mansion. After having located all the
possible computers in the mansion, Shelke began to send Lucrecia's message with a single press of a key on the keyboard. "I only hope he will understand…."
Shelke replied with her bottom lip trembling. "Sephiroth" the bodiless voice of Lucrecia replied.
Nibelheim
Upon landing from the sky, within the gates of Shinra Mansion, Sephiroth saw that the town of Nibelheim was almost completely deserted. Unknown to him, the only
current inhabitants of the town, was an innkeeper and Vincent Valentine. A stray dog from the town began to bark at him, as its hair stood on end because it was
greatly startled by his arrival and his great black wing. The golden haired hound, with its drooping ears, was on the other side of the black gate of the mansion,
baring his teeth at Sephiroth. Instead of glaring or scaring away the animal, Sephiroth ignored the dog while he folded and hid his wing. The hound began bearing
his teeth while it growled. But it came no closer to the ex soldier, because it was afraid of him. Sephiroth turning to the great doors of the mansion, went inside.
Sephiroth locked the door behind him, so that no one other than him could enter. Before him was the empty hall of the mansion, with its double staircases and giant
stained glass windows that occulted any outside light from coming inside. The grounded foundation was so devastated by time the grass grew among the shattered,
crumbling remains of the marble floor. Climbing up the stairs, his footsteps echoed throughout the entire mansion. The old mansion's floorboards creaked and almost
seemed to groan from the cracks within it, in which the wind would blow through. Sephiroth turned the doorknob, stepping into a room. The room was almost empty,
bearing only a couch and a writing desk. At the end of the room was a passageway. Touching the hidden door, it slid open to reveal a spiral staircase that led down
into the underbelly of the mansion. Sephiroth continued on as the door slid shut behind him. Upon looking at the current condition of the mansion, it seemed
undisturbed yet decayed from time. Sephiroth saw the door of the underground library, from which he read reports surrounding his birth and life, which drove him to
madness, compelling him to burn Nibelheim to the ground. "What fond memories" Sephiroth chuckled to himself almost sarcastically as he continued deeper. There
was an open door, which led to a lab inside. At first it was dark but then the computer screen within it began to light up. Curious of the computer's sudden function,
Sephiroth drew near to see that the word: New message, blinked across the screen. Drawing closer to the computer's keyboard, he pressed the enter key to see
the message. Unexpectedly the screen turned off and the room darkened to pitch black.
Sephiroth was about to leave until a voice from behind him spoke, "I have always wanted to see you." A light began to softly glow. Turning around Sephiroth stared
into the face of a holographic woman. The woman had long brown hair which was tied up in ponytail with a yellow ribbon. She wore a purple blouse and a long navy
skirt which was covered by a long white lab coat she wore. The woman's brown eyes beamed warmly at Sephiroth.
She said again, "I have always wanted to see you… Sephiroth." "I know that you are probably wondering just who I am." The woman giggled faintly. Her image
projected as being ghostlike, caught Sephiroth's full and undivided attention. "I don't know what Shinra has told you about me, or if they ever even mentioned me at
all" " My name is Lucrecia crescent and there is something I truly meant to tell you all this time but couldn't because of the threats on my life and because Shinra had
kept me away from you, so that you would never see me." Sephiroth kept listening, though he thought that the message was probably sent from a fanatical long
lost admirer. The hologram of the woman called Lucrecia looked very sad as she said,"The truth, Sephiroth,
is that I'm your Mother." At this Sephiroth widened his turquoise eyes in disbelief as he whispered, "what?!" "I am the one who conceived and gave birth to you."
Lucrecia went on. "I am also the one that allowed Shinra to inject Jenova cells into me, when you were only in my womb." "Had I known better back then, I wouldn't
have allowed it." "I never meant to hurt you, I wanted my child to be the first ancient to born in eons." Tears began to trickle from Lucrecia's face. "But I have always
loved you, and I always will, even if you can't find it in your heart to forgive me." "Sephiroth I want you to lead a normal life and live in peace." "I want you to be
happy and free from Shinra." The projection of Lucrecia sobbed. In that instant, Sephiroth wanted to reach out to her to brush away her tears but couldn't because
she was only a projection. His hand simply went right through
her as if she were a ghost. "There is a friend of mine who tried so very hard to protect both you and I." "I betrayed him at the time however, but he still tried so hard
to save us." Lucrecia replied sadly. "His name is Vincent Valentine." "If you ever need help you can always turn to him." "You can trust him as I did because he is a
good man.""You can confide in him, that way he won't be alone anymore and neither will you."
Sephiroth entranced by this maternal figure asked, "Where are you?" Lucrecia seeming to answer his question, she replied, "By the time you see this message, I
doubt you will ever find me because the real me crumbled away and died long ago." "There's barely anything left of me anyway," Lucrecia giggled faintly. The woman
named Lucrecia that stood before him, then concluded, "I love you Sephiroth, even if you don't love me back I will continue to love you forever, I am your mother
after all." She winked at Sephiroth. "Until we meet again, in another life,…. ...goodbye Sephiroth." " I love you." Was the last thing she said before she disappeared.
Soon the entire lab went dark. The light was gone.
To Be Continued...