Seraphim
-Prolouge-

Sephiroth was floating towards the sky, out of the atmosphere. There were
several tall men, similar to angels. A majestic glow seemed to radiate from
their bodies. The world seemed like a dream that was hard to remember, or and
old, faded memory. "Welcome Sephiroth" one of the angelic creatures said. "My
name is Adnarel. You have be selected to come, to see if you are one of us, one
of the Seraphim."

"Seraphim?" Sephiroth had no clue what was happening, the last thing he could
remember was... Cloud Strife. Clould killing him. He felt pain and anguish in
such emense levels, that his body still the burns and cuts on him, even in his
dead state. Sephiroth turned to see the other Seraphim, but they were not there.
He turned around to seem them standing in front of him.

A Seraphim with siver hair and wings stepped forward. "Alarid!" And stepped
back. The rest continued down the line, Sephiroth studying each of them closely.
When it came time for the last Seraphim to introduce itself, Sephiroth's eyes
almost exploded in shock. The only female Seraphim stepped forward. "Aeries."