I guess you'd say it started in the Nibelheim basement. Yes, that must have been
the
start of all this. Those books told the
truth, the only thing in my life that hasn't lied
to
me were those filthy, dust-covered pages.
What did I learn from those books you ask?
Well
that, my friend, is simple; my origin.
Now what's so important about my origin
that
something like THAT would happen? Ever
since I was a small boy I've never
known
who my parents were, what kind of people they were or what happened to them so
as
to explain why I never met them.
"An
alien sample….destroyed the Cetra….Cetra are evil….must be
destroyed…all
of them…..that girl…..Aeris will destroy us all…must be stopped." These
were
simple notes taken from the books of the basement. I decided then and there what
my
mission was in life; save mankind. Seems quite the job, no? Perhaps it was, but
there's
more to the story than just that. That
"alien sample" they speak of was
JENOVA…my
mother. The books told me that an alien
named JENOVA landed long
ago
when the Cetra reigned on this planet.
JENOVA, knowing of the Cetra, all but made
them
extinct, save for the few that managed to escape and capture her. Capturing her,
they
froze her body. The Cetra all but disappeared after that. Humans then toke
control
and
the world became what it is now.
After reading nearly every book in the Nibelheim
Mansion's basement I finally
emerged
to the small town. Aeris…the last
remaining Cetra. Aeris…the girl that
would
destroy
mankind. Aeris…my rival.
Nearly five years have passed since that day. My actions have led people to
believe
that I am wicked. However, that is not
entirely true. Yes, there are things I
have
done
that I regret, but that doesn't matter as long as that woman is stopped. Not telling
anyone
what I know to be true is the best way to go about this. If others know what I
knew
they may try to help her, Aeris. Better
to be the right hand of the devil than in its path.
Here I am.
Sitting here, watching her. She
seems so innocent kneeling there,
praying
like that. What a play she puts on and
oh how the audience, her "friends", are
amused. I can just picture her face, her large green
eyes, her pretty, long brown hair
flowing
over her delicate features. Not for
long. Not anymore.
I
adjust myself, careful not to make a sound.
A low growl forms in the depths of
my
throat as I look down at her, her body, her back. I glance at the long sword in my
hand
and make sure one last time that I haven't lost my mind and assure myself that
what
I'm
doing is right. What I'm about to do is
for the good of all mankind. Isn't
it? I shake
off
my worries and set myself on my goal, my target, my Aeris. Taking the sword in
both
hands I push off from my ledge, hair flying, I leap down on the small woman. A
leap
to save mankind.
My name has been spread all over the world. The murderer. The evil one. The
beast. The savior.
Sephiroth.
