Chapter 21
"YOU STUPID MOOGLE!" Avatar screamed at the videogame screen, "How many kupo nuts do you frickin' want? Can't you just fly decently?"
Sifan sighed as the other players in the videogame arcade looked at Avatar strangely.
"Er-Avatar?" Sifan said poking Avatar's arm.
"Not now, buddy." Avatar watching the screen, "I think the damn moogle's gonna fly this time!"
Sifan quietly whistled to himself and managed to get away from everyone's stare. He went to the other end of the small room and sat on one of the motorbikes, and inserted a few gils in the slot. It whirred to life and the screen came on with a flicker. There was a Shin-Ra soldier riding a bike, and the objective of the game was to smash a moving mini-van with his sword while racing alongside it.
Sifan played for a while, using the button at the side of the bike accelerator to make his character smash the van to smithereens.
A passer-by stopped to watch Sifan play. Sifan managed to do sufficient damage to the van, while avoiding the bullets from the van's rear gun by swaying left and right. Soon, the van blew up and the video game displayed his high-score.
"12500, eh?" the passer-by said, "Not bad kid."
Sifan got down from the bike and yawned, "Well, that was fun."
"Ya know." The man said, "Before Shin-Ra bought the gold saucer, that game you played was just the opposite."
"Huh?" Sifan said puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you were supposed to be some mercenary with a spiky-blonde hair who protects his friends in the van from other Shin-Ra soldiers in bikes tryin' to destroy the van."
Sifan put a hand to his forehead, "Geez, so Shin-Ra don't like having videogames with them being slaughtered."
"Yeah." The man replied, "so they changed it to their soldier smashing that van."
"Sad..." Sifan replied, "I bet they had something against the guy with the spiky-blonde hair.
"Yeah." The man said, "Oh well, I better be off, see ya kid, enjoy yerself."
Soon after the man left, Sifan saw Avatar kick the videogame and walk towards him with a frown on his face, "Damn that moogle and his kupo nuts. He'll never impress that female moogle."
"So..." Sifan said as the friends walked over to the hologram fighter, "All that was about impressing a damn female moogle?"
"Aw, shut up, Sifan." Avatar said fishing his pocket for gils, "don't tell me you're against female moogles too?"
"Whatever." Sifan remarked in a Squall-like fashion, as the hologram fighter machine stirred in to a start.
Sifan looked at the small screen on the top of his control pad, it displayed a character-selection screen.
"Hey..."Avatar said, "I am taking this one-winged angel guy."
"I choose this guy here. Hey, he looks jus' like me." Sifan replied.
Soon the both of them studied the tutorial as to how to control their players. Avatar's character was half-man half-angel, bare-chested with a single arm and a wing. He just floated in the holographic sphere. Around the top of his head, was a strange halo. Sifan's character was just a normal warrior with a sword. His hair was long and unruly like Sifan's.
The warrior took the initiative and attacked his opponent with every possible sword slash possible but the latter just avoided it but strafing around in the air.
"Hey!" Sifan complained, "You get to fly!"
"Um, yeah but check this out." Avatar said and the one winged angel pulled off a flurry of magic spells and clobbered the warrior left and right with three meteors, a couple of flares, and an ultima.
Before the warrior could get back up, the one-winged raised his hand and a large meteor appeared from behind Avatar's character and fell on the warrior and the warrior turned to ashes and disappeared.
"Too bad." Avatar said, "Yer dead."
"Talk about one-sided battles." Sifan muttered as the friends left the video game arcade and returned to the main hall of the gold saucer through the elevator. Sifan saw a small queue in front of the chocobo square hole. Sifan took off to the thriller square hole but avatar dragged him to the queue in front of the 'chocobo square' hole
"C'mon Sifan." Avatar said, "we don't get much stuff with chocobos in balamb."
After protesting for a while, Sifan gave up and followed Avatar in to the hole after waiting for fifteen long minutes in the queue. Sifan landed on his back behind Avatar with a thud. Avatar grinned and helped him up, "Get up kid."
"Well Well Well." Came a familiar voice from behind them, "If it aint the heroes who saved Mideel."
Sifan was surprised when he saw Trex Denver from Mideel, standing in front of him, the same guy who had sniped Sifan in the arm. Avatar smiled with surprise slapping Trex at the back, "Say! What are you doing here?"
"Um..." Trex stuttered, "Well, I am not too sure I can tell you that-"
"Aw lemme guess." Avatar said, "You're here to get some of Shin-Ra's future plans against Mideel from a spy you have inside Shin-Ra?"
Trex stood motionless, the wind blowing his hair to the side. He lowered his shades to his lower nose, and whispered, "Shit, how'd you know?"
"Wha-?" Avatar's jaw dropped, "You mean-"
"Yeah." Trex said slowly, "You were right. Well, Sort of. There's one of our Mideel resistance guys inside Shin-Ra working as a computer technician. We're supposed to meet him in the gold saucer community dance, which is like 15 minutes from now."
"Uh...'we'?" Sifan said, something barging into mind, "someone else is with you?"
"Sorry Seef." Phillona's voice came from behind, "like you feared, I AM that someone."
[Suddenly, I feel like I should've stayed back at Costa de sol.]
Avatar took Phillona's hand as soon as she came near the three of them and kissed it, "Ah, what a pleazant surprize, my lady."
"Put a lid on it Avatar." Sifan muttered, irate with Avatar's accent.
"Why, iz mizder Zifan Zhealous of me holding ze luvely lady'z hand?" Avatar said and raised Phillona's hand to Sifan, "You can kizz ze hand of ze lady, if that'z what you want. Mizder Zifan."
"Oh shut up Avatar." Phillona said withdrawing her hand, "your accent's giving me a headache."
"Phillona." Trex said, "Can you believe Avatar guessed- ". He lowered his voice, "-what we're here for."
Phillona smiled, "Oh well, as long as he keeps it low."
"Don't worry." Avatar said, "It's safe with me."
Suddenly the speaker behind them began to blare, "Race 14 is about to start. Those who haven't yet selected your chocobo, please hurry to the counter and place your bets. Thank you."
Trex's eyes lit up, "HEY! Gotta go! I am sure my personal favourite chocobo, Tidus, is gonna win!"
Trex was about to leave when Phillona barred his way, "uh-uh Trex. The dance starts in 10 minutes. A chocobo race can go on for half an hour if it must. And the fact is, neither of us is even dressed for the dance."
"Phillona!" Trex cried, "I have to be there for this! It's a big prize! They're giving a summon materia for the luckiest of the winning bets! It could be Odin!"
Phillona stood her ground, "First things first."
"Uh tell you what." Trex said, "I'll be back with you in FIVE minutes."
He grabbed Avatar and Sifan by their elbows and prodded them towards the men's restroom as Phillona sighed and waited.
He locked the door behind him and unhooked a small bag from the hanger, and then desperately began to speak, "guys! I need a favor."
Sifan's eyes lit up, "5000 gils."
He avoided the stern gaze from Avatar and said, "4500."
"FINE!" Trex said, "That summon materia HAS to be mine!"
"What do we need to do?" Sifan asked impatiently.
"Well." Trex sighed, "There's a monthly Gold saucer community ball held for the rich community. Mostly, people whose influence is required for Shin-Ra are invited. Well, they invite Phillona every time in hopes of solving the mideel problem. Well, we sort of use that for our advantage. Our guy inside Shin-Ra, of course, will be at the dance. So, in the middle of the dance, our informant guy and me switch partners."
Avatar smiled, "Lucky you. You get to dance with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
"Whatever." Sifan cut in, "So when you switch partners, Phillona gets all the information and everything she needs to know from the informant guy."
"Yeah." Trex said, "That's how we anticipated the Shin-Ra attack last month. So anyway, I am basically a cover-up date."
"Not a real one, huh?" Avatar said.
Trex didn't take Avatar's remark too well and his face showed signs of disappointment, "P-Phillona, she...she n-never bonds to any one. She's been like that since buganhagen died. I've t-tried from the day I met her."
"Forget the needless details, ok?" Sifan remarked.
"HEY!" Avatar said, "The guy's had a heartbreak, it aint easy ok?"
"Anyway." Trex cut in, "I just need one of you to take my place. There's a black suit in this bag. Best threads in the world. Use em'"
He threw the bag near Sifan's feet. Sifan looked up at him, "Avatar's gonna do it. Not me."
"Oh." Trex said, "I thought you and Phillona looked great togeth-"
"The race is starting." Sifan said, making Trex jump to his feet
"I'll tell Phillona that Avatar will be filling in for me." Trex said to Sifan, "Meet her in the ball in ten minutes."
He quickly gave Avatar instructions as to how to get to the ball and disappeared out of the door in a flash.
"Get dressed." Sifan said pushing the bag to Avatar with his feet, "Your going to dance with the most beautiful girl I've- I mean- you've ever seen."
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After the general had left the room with Hamilton on his right shoulder, Lorenz anxiously typed in the passwords. His fingers shook with anticipation as the computer verified the three passwords. He screamed with delight when it accepted his login and displayed an avalanche of information.
His scrolled down the lengthy files and sub-files, with an evil grin in his face. He copied the file to a disc and stuffed it in his pocket; he was about to log off when his eyes fell on something.
Under the paragraph about Jenova cells was another paragraph in italics, "If at all an organism undergoes complete Jenovasysis i.e. if every cell in an organism is replaced by a Jenova cell, then its life stream shall flow only in red. This state of complete Jenovasysis, however, has not yet been attained in any organism. Few doubts arose as to whether Hojo and Lucrecia's offspring attained complete Jenovasysis but it was confirmed that the offspring was only 95% Jenovasysed."
"SHIT!" Lorenz hissed and ran to another room and switched on the hanging bulb. He logged on to the Shin-Ra database on his laptop. He hurriedly typed in the words, "Lucrecia-Hojo."
He stood tapping his feet impatiently. The computer whirred and then displayed the results.
On the screen was a brief history of how Professor Hojo and Lucrecia had met, and how they had eventually got married and had a son. Then it went on about how the real reason Hojo had married Lucrecia was because he wanted to indirectly use his wife for his experiments. Then came another paragraph about how Lucrecia was an ancient and hence it was the reason that Hojo had chosen her.
"WHAT WAS THEIR SON'S NAME DAMMIT?" he shouted scrolling down the page and then he found it. He smiled promptly when the name was displayed. He then jumped on to another desk and stumbled with the phone and called a number.
"H-Hello?" Lorenz stuttered, "Renold?"
"G-God, Lorenz!" a sleepy voice at the other end snapped, "DO you know WHAT TIME IT IS?"
"Sorry pal. This is urgent."
"Better be good."
"I need you to e-mail me that file about Life stream Resurrection."
"SHIT, LORENZ!" the voice grew agitated, "You called for that crap? We all know the fool who wrote it was a Looney. They still have him in the mental health center."
"I know." Lorenz replied, "but I need the file. My field of application is totally different. I need you to e-mail it to me right NOW!
"C'mon, the file goes on about returning someone to life from their life stream? You know it's as good as an old wives' tale. No way in hell you can separate a single life stream from the rest of em'."
"PLEASE! I NEED THE FILE!" Lorenz said, literally shouting.
"OK, fine. I'll e-mail it to ya and get back to bed." The voice said and hung up.
Lorenz kept the phone down and pulled out a drawer and ruffled through old newspaper articles, he finally picked the one he wanted. He read the last bit of the article aloud as if he were a maniac, "Leading scientists have confirmed that this new red life stream was separable from the other normal ones from inside the northern crater. However, they have found no difference between normal life stream liquid and this new red type of life stream except for its color and the fact that it can be separated. Further, due to the vast monster population inside the northern crater, further research has become impossible."
Lorenz returned the paper clipping to his pocket and sat thinking on his chair. After a while he mused about his conclusions aloud, "Red life stream means whoever died and changed into that life stream had attained complete Jenovasysis. And the only thing that was nearest to complete Jenovasysis was Lucrecia and Hojo's son meaning, that life stream..."
He thought again for sometime, "Let me just presume that it IS Lucrecia's son's life stream. Now, the main reason the lifestream resurrection theory failed was because it failed to explain how to separate individual lifestream from the rest of the life stream since they all flowed together. Now, separation is out of the question as far as the red life stream is concerned. Those scientists said it themselves. Any tom, dick or Harry can separate life stream using a spectra-separator, with its color identification technique. So once I have the red life stream in my hands, all I have to do is apply the rest of the life stream resurrection principles."
His eyes first widened with fear but then curiosity took over, "and then...if it works...he will live again..."
"Who will?" Rupert said, appearing at the doorway, with a lit cigar in his mouth.
"Nothing." Lorenz said but in his mind, he replied, "Lucrecia's son...Sephiroth..."
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"YOU STUPID MOOGLE!" Avatar screamed at the videogame screen, "How many kupo nuts do you frickin' want? Can't you just fly decently?"
Sifan sighed as the other players in the videogame arcade looked at Avatar strangely.
"Er-Avatar?" Sifan said poking Avatar's arm.
"Not now, buddy." Avatar watching the screen, "I think the damn moogle's gonna fly this time!"
Sifan quietly whistled to himself and managed to get away from everyone's stare. He went to the other end of the small room and sat on one of the motorbikes, and inserted a few gils in the slot. It whirred to life and the screen came on with a flicker. There was a Shin-Ra soldier riding a bike, and the objective of the game was to smash a moving mini-van with his sword while racing alongside it.
Sifan played for a while, using the button at the side of the bike accelerator to make his character smash the van to smithereens.
A passer-by stopped to watch Sifan play. Sifan managed to do sufficient damage to the van, while avoiding the bullets from the van's rear gun by swaying left and right. Soon, the van blew up and the video game displayed his high-score.
"12500, eh?" the passer-by said, "Not bad kid."
Sifan got down from the bike and yawned, "Well, that was fun."
"Ya know." The man said, "Before Shin-Ra bought the gold saucer, that game you played was just the opposite."
"Huh?" Sifan said puzzled, "What do you mean?"
"Well, you were supposed to be some mercenary with a spiky-blonde hair who protects his friends in the van from other Shin-Ra soldiers in bikes tryin' to destroy the van."
Sifan put a hand to his forehead, "Geez, so Shin-Ra don't like having videogames with them being slaughtered."
"Yeah." The man replied, "so they changed it to their soldier smashing that van."
"Sad..." Sifan replied, "I bet they had something against the guy with the spiky-blonde hair.
"Yeah." The man said, "Oh well, I better be off, see ya kid, enjoy yerself."
Soon after the man left, Sifan saw Avatar kick the videogame and walk towards him with a frown on his face, "Damn that moogle and his kupo nuts. He'll never impress that female moogle."
"So..." Sifan said as the friends walked over to the hologram fighter, "All that was about impressing a damn female moogle?"
"Aw, shut up, Sifan." Avatar said fishing his pocket for gils, "don't tell me you're against female moogles too?"
"Whatever." Sifan remarked in a Squall-like fashion, as the hologram fighter machine stirred in to a start.
Sifan looked at the small screen on the top of his control pad, it displayed a character-selection screen.
"Hey..."Avatar said, "I am taking this one-winged angel guy."
"I choose this guy here. Hey, he looks jus' like me." Sifan replied.
Soon the both of them studied the tutorial as to how to control their players. Avatar's character was half-man half-angel, bare-chested with a single arm and a wing. He just floated in the holographic sphere. Around the top of his head, was a strange halo. Sifan's character was just a normal warrior with a sword. His hair was long and unruly like Sifan's.
The warrior took the initiative and attacked his opponent with every possible sword slash possible but the latter just avoided it but strafing around in the air.
"Hey!" Sifan complained, "You get to fly!"
"Um, yeah but check this out." Avatar said and the one winged angel pulled off a flurry of magic spells and clobbered the warrior left and right with three meteors, a couple of flares, and an ultima.
Before the warrior could get back up, the one-winged raised his hand and a large meteor appeared from behind Avatar's character and fell on the warrior and the warrior turned to ashes and disappeared.
"Too bad." Avatar said, "Yer dead."
"Talk about one-sided battles." Sifan muttered as the friends left the video game arcade and returned to the main hall of the gold saucer through the elevator. Sifan saw a small queue in front of the chocobo square hole. Sifan took off to the thriller square hole but avatar dragged him to the queue in front of the 'chocobo square' hole
"C'mon Sifan." Avatar said, "we don't get much stuff with chocobos in balamb."
After protesting for a while, Sifan gave up and followed Avatar in to the hole after waiting for fifteen long minutes in the queue. Sifan landed on his back behind Avatar with a thud. Avatar grinned and helped him up, "Get up kid."
"Well Well Well." Came a familiar voice from behind them, "If it aint the heroes who saved Mideel."
Sifan was surprised when he saw Trex Denver from Mideel, standing in front of him, the same guy who had sniped Sifan in the arm. Avatar smiled with surprise slapping Trex at the back, "Say! What are you doing here?"
"Um..." Trex stuttered, "Well, I am not too sure I can tell you that-"
"Aw lemme guess." Avatar said, "You're here to get some of Shin-Ra's future plans against Mideel from a spy you have inside Shin-Ra?"
Trex stood motionless, the wind blowing his hair to the side. He lowered his shades to his lower nose, and whispered, "Shit, how'd you know?"
"Wha-?" Avatar's jaw dropped, "You mean-"
"Yeah." Trex said slowly, "You were right. Well, Sort of. There's one of our Mideel resistance guys inside Shin-Ra working as a computer technician. We're supposed to meet him in the gold saucer community dance, which is like 15 minutes from now."
"Uh...'we'?" Sifan said, something barging into mind, "someone else is with you?"
"Sorry Seef." Phillona's voice came from behind, "like you feared, I AM that someone."
[Suddenly, I feel like I should've stayed back at Costa de sol.]
Avatar took Phillona's hand as soon as she came near the three of them and kissed it, "Ah, what a pleazant surprize, my lady."
"Put a lid on it Avatar." Sifan muttered, irate with Avatar's accent.
"Why, iz mizder Zifan Zhealous of me holding ze luvely lady'z hand?" Avatar said and raised Phillona's hand to Sifan, "You can kizz ze hand of ze lady, if that'z what you want. Mizder Zifan."
"Oh shut up Avatar." Phillona said withdrawing her hand, "your accent's giving me a headache."
"Phillona." Trex said, "Can you believe Avatar guessed- ". He lowered his voice, "-what we're here for."
Phillona smiled, "Oh well, as long as he keeps it low."
"Don't worry." Avatar said, "It's safe with me."
Suddenly the speaker behind them began to blare, "Race 14 is about to start. Those who haven't yet selected your chocobo, please hurry to the counter and place your bets. Thank you."
Trex's eyes lit up, "HEY! Gotta go! I am sure my personal favourite chocobo, Tidus, is gonna win!"
Trex was about to leave when Phillona barred his way, "uh-uh Trex. The dance starts in 10 minutes. A chocobo race can go on for half an hour if it must. And the fact is, neither of us is even dressed for the dance."
"Phillona!" Trex cried, "I have to be there for this! It's a big prize! They're giving a summon materia for the luckiest of the winning bets! It could be Odin!"
Phillona stood her ground, "First things first."
"Uh tell you what." Trex said, "I'll be back with you in FIVE minutes."
He grabbed Avatar and Sifan by their elbows and prodded them towards the men's restroom as Phillona sighed and waited.
He locked the door behind him and unhooked a small bag from the hanger, and then desperately began to speak, "guys! I need a favor."
Sifan's eyes lit up, "5000 gils."
He avoided the stern gaze from Avatar and said, "4500."
"FINE!" Trex said, "That summon materia HAS to be mine!"
"What do we need to do?" Sifan asked impatiently.
"Well." Trex sighed, "There's a monthly Gold saucer community ball held for the rich community. Mostly, people whose influence is required for Shin-Ra are invited. Well, they invite Phillona every time in hopes of solving the mideel problem. Well, we sort of use that for our advantage. Our guy inside Shin-Ra, of course, will be at the dance. So, in the middle of the dance, our informant guy and me switch partners."
Avatar smiled, "Lucky you. You get to dance with the most beautiful girl I've ever seen."
"Whatever." Sifan cut in, "So when you switch partners, Phillona gets all the information and everything she needs to know from the informant guy."
"Yeah." Trex said, "That's how we anticipated the Shin-Ra attack last month. So anyway, I am basically a cover-up date."
"Not a real one, huh?" Avatar said.
Trex didn't take Avatar's remark too well and his face showed signs of disappointment, "P-Phillona, she...she n-never bonds to any one. She's been like that since buganhagen died. I've t-tried from the day I met her."
"Forget the needless details, ok?" Sifan remarked.
"HEY!" Avatar said, "The guy's had a heartbreak, it aint easy ok?"
"Anyway." Trex cut in, "I just need one of you to take my place. There's a black suit in this bag. Best threads in the world. Use em'"
He threw the bag near Sifan's feet. Sifan looked up at him, "Avatar's gonna do it. Not me."
"Oh." Trex said, "I thought you and Phillona looked great togeth-"
"The race is starting." Sifan said, making Trex jump to his feet
"I'll tell Phillona that Avatar will be filling in for me." Trex said to Sifan, "Meet her in the ball in ten minutes."
He quickly gave Avatar instructions as to how to get to the ball and disappeared out of the door in a flash.
"Get dressed." Sifan said pushing the bag to Avatar with his feet, "Your going to dance with the most beautiful girl I've- I mean- you've ever seen."
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After the general had left the room with Hamilton on his right shoulder, Lorenz anxiously typed in the passwords. His fingers shook with anticipation as the computer verified the three passwords. He screamed with delight when it accepted his login and displayed an avalanche of information.
His scrolled down the lengthy files and sub-files, with an evil grin in his face. He copied the file to a disc and stuffed it in his pocket; he was about to log off when his eyes fell on something.
Under the paragraph about Jenova cells was another paragraph in italics, "If at all an organism undergoes complete Jenovasysis i.e. if every cell in an organism is replaced by a Jenova cell, then its life stream shall flow only in red. This state of complete Jenovasysis, however, has not yet been attained in any organism. Few doubts arose as to whether Hojo and Lucrecia's offspring attained complete Jenovasysis but it was confirmed that the offspring was only 95% Jenovasysed."
"SHIT!" Lorenz hissed and ran to another room and switched on the hanging bulb. He logged on to the Shin-Ra database on his laptop. He hurriedly typed in the words, "Lucrecia-Hojo."
He stood tapping his feet impatiently. The computer whirred and then displayed the results.
On the screen was a brief history of how Professor Hojo and Lucrecia had met, and how they had eventually got married and had a son. Then it went on about how the real reason Hojo had married Lucrecia was because he wanted to indirectly use his wife for his experiments. Then came another paragraph about how Lucrecia was an ancient and hence it was the reason that Hojo had chosen her.
"WHAT WAS THEIR SON'S NAME DAMMIT?" he shouted scrolling down the page and then he found it. He smiled promptly when the name was displayed. He then jumped on to another desk and stumbled with the phone and called a number.
"H-Hello?" Lorenz stuttered, "Renold?"
"G-God, Lorenz!" a sleepy voice at the other end snapped, "DO you know WHAT TIME IT IS?"
"Sorry pal. This is urgent."
"Better be good."
"I need you to e-mail me that file about Life stream Resurrection."
"SHIT, LORENZ!" the voice grew agitated, "You called for that crap? We all know the fool who wrote it was a Looney. They still have him in the mental health center."
"I know." Lorenz replied, "but I need the file. My field of application is totally different. I need you to e-mail it to me right NOW!
"C'mon, the file goes on about returning someone to life from their life stream? You know it's as good as an old wives' tale. No way in hell you can separate a single life stream from the rest of em'."
"PLEASE! I NEED THE FILE!" Lorenz said, literally shouting.
"OK, fine. I'll e-mail it to ya and get back to bed." The voice said and hung up.
Lorenz kept the phone down and pulled out a drawer and ruffled through old newspaper articles, he finally picked the one he wanted. He read the last bit of the article aloud as if he were a maniac, "Leading scientists have confirmed that this new red life stream was separable from the other normal ones from inside the northern crater. However, they have found no difference between normal life stream liquid and this new red type of life stream except for its color and the fact that it can be separated. Further, due to the vast monster population inside the northern crater, further research has become impossible."
Lorenz returned the paper clipping to his pocket and sat thinking on his chair. After a while he mused about his conclusions aloud, "Red life stream means whoever died and changed into that life stream had attained complete Jenovasysis. And the only thing that was nearest to complete Jenovasysis was Lucrecia and Hojo's son meaning, that life stream..."
He thought again for sometime, "Let me just presume that it IS Lucrecia's son's life stream. Now, the main reason the lifestream resurrection theory failed was because it failed to explain how to separate individual lifestream from the rest of the life stream since they all flowed together. Now, separation is out of the question as far as the red life stream is concerned. Those scientists said it themselves. Any tom, dick or Harry can separate life stream using a spectra-separator, with its color identification technique. So once I have the red life stream in my hands, all I have to do is apply the rest of the life stream resurrection principles."
His eyes first widened with fear but then curiosity took over, "and then...if it works...he will live again..."
"Who will?" Rupert said, appearing at the doorway, with a lit cigar in his mouth.
"Nothing." Lorenz said but in his mind, he replied, "Lucrecia's son...Sephiroth..."
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