(This is another thrilling chapter.)
Sephiroth had fallen asleep before everyone else when they stopped that night. The warmth and comfort of the bed he had made was bliss to him.
He hadn't slept like this in a long time. As he slept peacefully he dreamt peacefully. As Sephiroth dreamt, the images from his past came into view. The dream soon became a nightmare. A figure showed up and said:
"Sephiroth. You're a traitor. You dare defy your master. You should be destroyed."
"I might have betrayed you, but at least I got friends now."
"You think they trust you?"
"I know they don't but they will gain my trust."
"Sephiroth, don't even try anything. You will never be anything but a chump. I will destroy you, and I have a surprise for you. Pay attention."
Images passed in front of his visions. The images portrayed Cloud destroying him. He could see the buster sword going through a body that resembled his own. The blood spurted everywhere, but he saw one flaw. He saw the legs of the supposed body, and saw that the legs were skinnier than what his own were.
As he watched the pain that he would be going through he though of everything that he was. All of his training would never be used again. He could feel his body almost give out.
Then in his dream he turned around, and there flew Bahamut. Its massive wings throwing wind at him. Bahamut slowly opened his moth releasing a huge fireball engulfing everything around, including Sephiroth.
When the fire was done the body lay there on the ground burnt to a crisp. The clothes were singed and so was the hair there was not a single inch of skin not burned. Then the body crumbled to ash and the wind quickly blew the ash away.
A dark cloud was formed. Lightning was coming out of the body and then the dark cloud slowly changed into his worst nightmare: Jenova…
