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I do NOT own FF7, I do not own the Cetra, I only own Shaylee and the Pettor and Dorset idea.
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I sigh inwardly as I step into the bathtub, I shiver as I realize te water is cold, no freezing. I get in anyways, I don't care if I'm going to catch a cold as most people say. I've never been sick in my entire life, nor have a had a scar for very long. I even know the reason for that, though no one else does. I'm a Pettor, they are like the Cetra, except not. You don't understand? Ok, time for a history lesson, I hate explaining...
~The planet has been here for ages, but it didn't have a life stream until the Cetra. It was just a hunk of rock until they came, drifting aimlessly. 'Cetra' is an anagram for 'create' without the 'e'. Do you see it? Good, well, after the Cetra live on the planet for about a milleni, during which they give it a lifestream, plant flowers and create wildlife. After that, they leave, a few stay to make sure the planet keeps up, but they become normal humans.
Humans, yes, they were made by the planet as a gift to the Cetra, a weaker version. When the Cetra starting marrying them, their decendents became weaker, they lost the ability to leave. The current Cetra can only hear the planet, they used to be able to do more, much more. It has been 600 years since the last Cetra, and the planet was, about 20 years ago, in dire need of a protecter. I am that protecter, A Pettor.
A Pettor is a re-created Cetra made by the planet. To some they are superior, to others they are infierer. It depends on your point of view, they are superior because they can't get sick, and they heal very quickly. They also have abnormal strentgh, and have a birthmark, usually around one of their eyes. They are born, though, to human parents, so it is not known the are Pettor. They are inferier because they can not create lifestream, nor can they speak with the planet. It is a Peetor's job to protect the planet from any harm, especcially from a Dorset.
A Dorset is a Cetra, that has evolved, in a way, they have become stronger and their goal is to destroy the planet. They may be doing it on purpose or accident, they are the ones who decide the planet and It's race's fate when it's race has sunk into corruption. A Dorset dies if it proven that the race is not corrupt, though they must beat the Dorset mulitple times.
Sephiroth was a Dorset, Aeris was a modern Cetra, Cloud, well, some would say he was a Pettor. No, the planet didn't decide he should save the world, Lady Fate did, she has more power than the planet anyways... Thats doesn't matter though, the planet is saved, and has healed, but it is beginning to fall into despair again.~
I cringe as I realize that it truly is my job to prevent this, but what can I do? Jump infront of Leo and tell him he's hurting the planet? That wouldn't work. I stand out of the bathtub and wrap a towel firmly around me. I look into the mirror and see myself, a silver haired, lavender eyed 20 year old, a little bulky and musclar for a woman. I sigh and head to my room, across the hall and into my parent's old room. I hadn't re-decorated it since my parents died, so it still had my mother's vanity, their double bed, dresser, and the rest of their furniture.
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Sorry this is short, It's mainly history, later chapters will be longer, I promise!!! More descriptive, too...
I do NOT own FF7, I do not own the Cetra, I only own Shaylee and the Pettor and Dorset idea.
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I sigh inwardly as I step into the bathtub, I shiver as I realize te water is cold, no freezing. I get in anyways, I don't care if I'm going to catch a cold as most people say. I've never been sick in my entire life, nor have a had a scar for very long. I even know the reason for that, though no one else does. I'm a Pettor, they are like the Cetra, except not. You don't understand? Ok, time for a history lesson, I hate explaining...
~The planet has been here for ages, but it didn't have a life stream until the Cetra. It was just a hunk of rock until they came, drifting aimlessly. 'Cetra' is an anagram for 'create' without the 'e'. Do you see it? Good, well, after the Cetra live on the planet for about a milleni, during which they give it a lifestream, plant flowers and create wildlife. After that, they leave, a few stay to make sure the planet keeps up, but they become normal humans.
Humans, yes, they were made by the planet as a gift to the Cetra, a weaker version. When the Cetra starting marrying them, their decendents became weaker, they lost the ability to leave. The current Cetra can only hear the planet, they used to be able to do more, much more. It has been 600 years since the last Cetra, and the planet was, about 20 years ago, in dire need of a protecter. I am that protecter, A Pettor.
A Pettor is a re-created Cetra made by the planet. To some they are superior, to others they are infierer. It depends on your point of view, they are superior because they can't get sick, and they heal very quickly. They also have abnormal strentgh, and have a birthmark, usually around one of their eyes. They are born, though, to human parents, so it is not known the are Pettor. They are inferier because they can not create lifestream, nor can they speak with the planet. It is a Peetor's job to protect the planet from any harm, especcially from a Dorset.
A Dorset is a Cetra, that has evolved, in a way, they have become stronger and their goal is to destroy the planet. They may be doing it on purpose or accident, they are the ones who decide the planet and It's race's fate when it's race has sunk into corruption. A Dorset dies if it proven that the race is not corrupt, though they must beat the Dorset mulitple times.
Sephiroth was a Dorset, Aeris was a modern Cetra, Cloud, well, some would say he was a Pettor. No, the planet didn't decide he should save the world, Lady Fate did, she has more power than the planet anyways... Thats doesn't matter though, the planet is saved, and has healed, but it is beginning to fall into despair again.~
I cringe as I realize that it truly is my job to prevent this, but what can I do? Jump infront of Leo and tell him he's hurting the planet? That wouldn't work. I stand out of the bathtub and wrap a towel firmly around me. I look into the mirror and see myself, a silver haired, lavender eyed 20 year old, a little bulky and musclar for a woman. I sigh and head to my room, across the hall and into my parent's old room. I hadn't re-decorated it since my parents died, so it still had my mother's vanity, their double bed, dresser, and the rest of their furniture.
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Sorry this is short, It's mainly history, later chapters will be longer, I promise!!! More descriptive, too...