And just like that..she had died...slowly she slipped away..into the
oblivion.
Sephiroth did not care much for the beast, her uses were slim-to-none now..he had what he wanted. In a few days he was going to reach godhood...and become the rightful ruler of this planet as his "anscestors" where, the Ancients. But even so..he did not doubt the undying power that little Cloud had grown since he burnt down his hometown. But, why did Cloud care? He killed off everything that some people held on to for survival...like a plague..a virus.
But he didn't let it bother him..infact..he was a bit tired...he decided to close his eyes a bit when he felt Jenova's presence somewhere...somewhere inside of him. He fought it back, not wishing to be minipulated like a mear pawn. The pain seared through his head..like his skull was being ripped apart. He couldn't see straight..he just unleashed wave after wave of his power...fighting off his mother's wrath. Little did he know that Cloud had floated down to his very spot...
"Is..is this Sephiroth's true power?"
Sephiroth opened his eyes, and saw Cloud floating in midair...clutching his stomach in pain. He reached for the Masamune, then his body filled with the pain of a million buring needles being jammed into every single pore on his body. He gagged, and then sunk into himself...his body ripped apart morphing into a giant blue demon...Bizzaro.
He wished not to fight in this hideous form..it was degrating. Like his old power wasn't enough...he fought with Jenova inside his mind, beating back the force, stalling the beast. But Jenova had more control..she attacked Cloud, and recieved retaliation...only Sephiroth felt the pain. Too much...he couldnt take it...all the pain...it was overwhelming. Jenova flushed the rest over her consciousness into him...ripped his body apart even more...he slipped into unconsciousness....granting Jenova the power of both body's.
All he could feel was the cold embrace around him, and hear the fighting going on. He reached back into the real world..slowly...he grasped back onto the faint tissue of reality...onyl to find his magled body seeping away into the abyss. He wouldn't bring himself to die before a true final battle between him and Cloud. He left Jenova to die, truely to die this time...so he could fight on his own will. He challenged Cloud, ripping out his spirit to follow him throught the lifestream.
He stood face-to-face with the spikey-haired hero...ready for his death. He swung his sword straight through Cloud's body, but it seemed to do no damage. Cloud then raised his sword, and in a heartbeat he was shattered by the force of Cloud's blade...he felt that his presence was no longer need..he had became weak...letting Jenova and the WEAPONS work for him...it wasn't like him at all...he welcomed the abyss around him...breaking apart from the world of lights he did not belong to....
Sephiroth did not care much for the beast, her uses were slim-to-none now..he had what he wanted. In a few days he was going to reach godhood...and become the rightful ruler of this planet as his "anscestors" where, the Ancients. But even so..he did not doubt the undying power that little Cloud had grown since he burnt down his hometown. But, why did Cloud care? He killed off everything that some people held on to for survival...like a plague..a virus.
But he didn't let it bother him..infact..he was a bit tired...he decided to close his eyes a bit when he felt Jenova's presence somewhere...somewhere inside of him. He fought it back, not wishing to be minipulated like a mear pawn. The pain seared through his head..like his skull was being ripped apart. He couldn't see straight..he just unleashed wave after wave of his power...fighting off his mother's wrath. Little did he know that Cloud had floated down to his very spot...
"Is..is this Sephiroth's true power?"
Sephiroth opened his eyes, and saw Cloud floating in midair...clutching his stomach in pain. He reached for the Masamune, then his body filled with the pain of a million buring needles being jammed into every single pore on his body. He gagged, and then sunk into himself...his body ripped apart morphing into a giant blue demon...Bizzaro.
He wished not to fight in this hideous form..it was degrating. Like his old power wasn't enough...he fought with Jenova inside his mind, beating back the force, stalling the beast. But Jenova had more control..she attacked Cloud, and recieved retaliation...only Sephiroth felt the pain. Too much...he couldnt take it...all the pain...it was overwhelming. Jenova flushed the rest over her consciousness into him...ripped his body apart even more...he slipped into unconsciousness....granting Jenova the power of both body's.
All he could feel was the cold embrace around him, and hear the fighting going on. He reached back into the real world..slowly...he grasped back onto the faint tissue of reality...onyl to find his magled body seeping away into the abyss. He wouldn't bring himself to die before a true final battle between him and Cloud. He left Jenova to die, truely to die this time...so he could fight on his own will. He challenged Cloud, ripping out his spirit to follow him throught the lifestream.
He stood face-to-face with the spikey-haired hero...ready for his death. He swung his sword straight through Cloud's body, but it seemed to do no damage. Cloud then raised his sword, and in a heartbeat he was shattered by the force of Cloud's blade...he felt that his presence was no longer need..he had became weak...letting Jenova and the WEAPONS work for him...it wasn't like him at all...he welcomed the abyss around him...breaking apart from the world of lights he did not belong to....