Epilogue: Twenty Years Later

The streets of Nibelheim were filled with laughter and joy as the little children of the town ran home from school. As they passed the Valentine Mansion, they stopped dead in their tracks. At the gate stood two grown men. The first one was an older man who had a golden claw for his left hand. The other one was a younger man, about twenty or so, who was very well built. Both men towered above the school children, but the children didn't stop running because they were afraid, but rather because they wanted to hear the stories these two men had to tell. It was not often that they were home, but when Vincent and Zack Valentine were home from their adventures, the kids loved to hear about them. As they raced each other for the best seats in the house, Vincent looked at his son and they both smiled.

By just looking at them, the pair didn't look anything like a father and his son. Vincent was physically built smaller than Zack and they both had different features. Zack had brown hair with hazel eyes while Vincent had black hair and red eyes.

As Zack enthralled the kids with how he had killed a big dragon with his Masamune, Vincent's mind wandered a bit...

"It's funny...almost ironic that Sephiroth, this time around, is named for a person he destroyed last time..."

Vincent turned his attention back to Zack...Sephiroth... He really didn't know which name is better, but decided on Zack.

"The old Sephiroth is dead," he thought, "so why should his old name stick?"

Looking deep into Zack's soul, Vincent spotted Sephiroth; but instead of his Mako green eyes, they were blue, like Lucrecia's, and his hair was jet black, like his. "Zack, your soul is radiant and beautiful, like the beauty of the snow."


-fin