Avatars of Flaw.
Sephiroth awoke after his arduous battle with Cloud. He was disoriented by the fact that there was nothing but darkness. [I]What's happened? Where am I? Have I gone blind?[/I], he thought.
[B]:No.:[/B]A fierce, passionate voice called to him through the blackness. It seemed as if it was [I]inside[/I] his head. Sephiroth felt a fiery presence nearby.[B][colour=red]:You are now one of us. You had made the grave mistake of desiring power for your own ends. Now you must pay.:[/colour][/B]
[I]What? I have done no such thing![/I] Sephiroth thought as he grimaced in anger. He spoke, though it only came through the darkness as a whisper, even when yelling. "What do you mean, pay? How do you want me to atone for my errors?"
Another voice entered the fray, a cold, reasoned voice. The presence of this one was chilled, though not blunted; [U][colour=blue]*He is the one needed to show that the Fers has worked. He must be made one of us and know what he has to do to save those he once hated.* [/colour][/U]
Sephiroth's eyes were adjusting to the darkness by now, and so, he was beginning to see all that was surrounding him. He was shocked that, despite the darkness, there was a myriad of colours, creating an eddy here, a draught there, and so on. "Hated? I did not hate Cloud and his company. At least, not for wanting to survive. My other part, called Jenova, did. He wanted to become a god. He is no more for that. I will survive that.oh, I don't know, monster best describes it. I just hope I'm not like him in the end."
A lulling, seductive voice projected through the dark.[I][colour=yellow]:*He may yet be a good one amongst us. We cannot tell, for he made the same mistakes we did, long ago in other universes*:[/colour][/I] This one was the first person, if she could be called that, he'd seen since he'd risen. He recognised who it was instantly: the translucent blue hue, the two long braids, the piercing blue eyes, the feeling of a chill as she approached Sephiroth. "Shiva." He breathed. The voice that came was the same as the one he had heard a moment earlier. "Yes, my child. I am here to take care of you while you make the shift." "The shift?" "It is where the body is changed into a presence; where you become a god. There is no heaven, for that implies there was a Creator, and the Creator would have been a god, the Lord of the Gods. We would have sensed It were it so."
He thought about this, and a question came into his head. "What do you know about the Cetra?" "I know that the dead part of you was once of them. Jenova was one of the first, when this universe was still young. She was, yes, a fallen angel in the sense that she wanted power before she was ready for it. She poisoned the Cetra, turned them into monsters, like the Schizo. This was so that she would not have to share the power of the Promised Land. "However, she met her match in one called Cloud Gainsborough." [I]Was she..?[/I] was the thought that formed in his mind. "Yes Aeris was the descendant of Cloud. Why do you think Jenova wanted her dead?" "Well, I'm sorry about that. I wasn't in control of my actions, but I wouldn't change a thing." "Oh?" "Well, if everything hadn't happened as it did, then I wouldn't be here, regretting and learning from it, no?" "Good point." "Well then, how long has this 'shift' got to go?" "It's done." [I]What?[/I] "Hm?" "It takes three millenia to complete the shift in planetary terms. Time here is much slower than down on the Planet you inhabited, therefore, while only a few minutes here have been, three thousand years have passed down there. Your training is complete." Sephiroth eyed Shiva with mistrust. "How do you know I won't abuse the power you've just given me?" Shiva smiled, and it chilled Sephiroth to the bone. "Trust me. I have been there, done that, got the t-shirt, and all that." Sephiroth raised an eyebrow. "What's a T-shirt?" "Something they wear on their torsos." Sephiroth nodded in approval. "Ah! I see." [I]How's Midgar?[/I] As if in response to Sephiroth's thought, three dragons appeared. The dragons looked as though they were replicas in different sizes. The smallest had batlike wings, and his coat was of a purer black than the original dark. His eyes had a shielding quality to them, and the appearance of being able to see into a soul. The middle one had similar qualities to the smallest, but his coat was of a reddish-brown colour, and his head was of a more ornate appearance. The largest, whom he recognised immediately as Bahamut ZERO, had a grey tone to his coat, and a darkly- reasoned, fierce tone to his body. The larget spoke first. "It is in good hands. Vincent Valentine, your uncle (though he didn't know it), is currently in charge of Neo-Midgar, and he rules with a just hand, for nothing can fool him. He is still torturing himself for letting you exist." Sephiroth responded with careful preparation. "I understand his logic. If he'd have intervened, then I could not have killed his love OR his sister." "You are truly wise of your actions, godling. I commend you." Sephiroth blushed as far as a presence could. "Why, thank you! But, why?" Bahamut spoke. "Because you know what it means to lose someone. We are the Bahamut brothers, the first of the gods. We were the first to be converted. A new danger is coming."
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Sephiroth awoke after his arduous battle with Cloud. He was disoriented by the fact that there was nothing but darkness. [I]What's happened? Where am I? Have I gone blind?[/I], he thought.
[B]:No.:[/B]A fierce, passionate voice called to him through the blackness. It seemed as if it was [I]inside[/I] his head. Sephiroth felt a fiery presence nearby.[B][colour=red]:You are now one of us. You had made the grave mistake of desiring power for your own ends. Now you must pay.:[/colour][/B]
[I]What? I have done no such thing![/I] Sephiroth thought as he grimaced in anger. He spoke, though it only came through the darkness as a whisper, even when yelling. "What do you mean, pay? How do you want me to atone for my errors?"
Another voice entered the fray, a cold, reasoned voice. The presence of this one was chilled, though not blunted; [U][colour=blue]*He is the one needed to show that the Fers has worked. He must be made one of us and know what he has to do to save those he once hated.* [/colour][/U]
Sephiroth's eyes were adjusting to the darkness by now, and so, he was beginning to see all that was surrounding him. He was shocked that, despite the darkness, there was a myriad of colours, creating an eddy here, a draught there, and so on. "Hated? I did not hate Cloud and his company. At least, not for wanting to survive. My other part, called Jenova, did. He wanted to become a god. He is no more for that. I will survive that.oh, I don't know, monster best describes it. I just hope I'm not like him in the end."
A lulling, seductive voice projected through the dark.[I][colour=yellow]:*He may yet be a good one amongst us. We cannot tell, for he made the same mistakes we did, long ago in other universes*:[/colour][/I] This one was the first person, if she could be called that, he'd seen since he'd risen. He recognised who it was instantly: the translucent blue hue, the two long braids, the piercing blue eyes, the feeling of a chill as she approached Sephiroth. "Shiva." He breathed. The voice that came was the same as the one he had heard a moment earlier. "Yes, my child. I am here to take care of you while you make the shift." "The shift?" "It is where the body is changed into a presence; where you become a god. There is no heaven, for that implies there was a Creator, and the Creator would have been a god, the Lord of the Gods. We would have sensed It were it so."
He thought about this, and a question came into his head. "What do you know about the Cetra?" "I know that the dead part of you was once of them. Jenova was one of the first, when this universe was still young. She was, yes, a fallen angel in the sense that she wanted power before she was ready for it. She poisoned the Cetra, turned them into monsters, like the Schizo. This was so that she would not have to share the power of the Promised Land. "However, she met her match in one called Cloud Gainsborough." [I]Was she..?[/I] was the thought that formed in his mind. "Yes Aeris was the descendant of Cloud. Why do you think Jenova wanted her dead?" "Well, I'm sorry about that. I wasn't in control of my actions, but I wouldn't change a thing." "Oh?" "Well, if everything hadn't happened as it did, then I wouldn't be here, regretting and learning from it, no?" "Good point." "Well then, how long has this 'shift' got to go?" "It's done." [I]What?[/I] "Hm?" "It takes three millenia to complete the shift in planetary terms. Time here is much slower than down on the Planet you inhabited, therefore, while only a few minutes here have been, three thousand years have passed down there. Your training is complete." Sephiroth eyed Shiva with mistrust. "How do you know I won't abuse the power you've just given me?" Shiva smiled, and it chilled Sephiroth to the bone. "Trust me. I have been there, done that, got the t-shirt, and all that." Sephiroth raised an eyebrow. "What's a T-shirt?" "Something they wear on their torsos." Sephiroth nodded in approval. "Ah! I see." [I]How's Midgar?[/I] As if in response to Sephiroth's thought, three dragons appeared. The dragons looked as though they were replicas in different sizes. The smallest had batlike wings, and his coat was of a purer black than the original dark. His eyes had a shielding quality to them, and the appearance of being able to see into a soul. The middle one had similar qualities to the smallest, but his coat was of a reddish-brown colour, and his head was of a more ornate appearance. The largest, whom he recognised immediately as Bahamut ZERO, had a grey tone to his coat, and a darkly- reasoned, fierce tone to his body. The larget spoke first. "It is in good hands. Vincent Valentine, your uncle (though he didn't know it), is currently in charge of Neo-Midgar, and he rules with a just hand, for nothing can fool him. He is still torturing himself for letting you exist." Sephiroth responded with careful preparation. "I understand his logic. If he'd have intervened, then I could not have killed his love OR his sister." "You are truly wise of your actions, godling. I commend you." Sephiroth blushed as far as a presence could. "Why, thank you! But, why?" Bahamut spoke. "Because you know what it means to lose someone. We are the Bahamut brothers, the first of the gods. We were the first to be converted. A new danger is coming."
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