"Any reason for that… Unusual name?" Isaac asked after a brief moment of silence. I shrugged, turning back to the sea. "It's his name. And I have wanted to be him for the eternity that is called my lifetime. And I feel I can. If I stick around with you guys."
"How can you be sure, when you've forgotten everything?"
"My heart tells me, somehow. But if you won't believe me, that's fine." I hesitated a bit, but a slight smile appeared on my face. "I can tell you also, that you don't have to fear me." I looked at my reflection in the sea. "Sure, my eyes give everybody the creeps, I've forgotten all my memories, and my name's weird. I can't really blame you." I stared in his eyes for a while. "I know it's much, but all I ask is that you trust me, if only a little."
"Well…" The Venus adept gave his three friends a questioning look. They hesitated, uncertain about what to answer. "We'll… discuss about it… Just wait here for a while eh… Sephiroth."
"Whatever. As long as it doesn't take ages. I want to become like him fast, and I don't want to hinder your important mission of chasing Felix and his gang."
I grinned when I could hear their jaws drop. Okay, so I did not forget everything. The knowledge I had about this place I wouldn't forget, and him of course.
They retreated inside the ship, in the quite large room that probably served as some sort of kitchen and living room all in one. At least, it looked like that in the brief minute I walked through it. I stroke my hair back and continued to stare at the sea. I wondered why I actually had come here, in Weyard, of all places. Why not Midgar? Because the real Sephiroth was there? Was I just to become a stupid, brainless imitation of him? No way. I would become as good, if not better than him. I would show Weyard that a good him can exist. Yes, I would prove that.
Now, other things kept my mind occupied. If I wanted to be him, which had to be possible, otherwise, I still would be home, if I wanted to be like him, I would need different clothes, an outfit matching his. Or no, I didn't know why, but something told me that I shouldn't get clothes designed like his. Something different that what I had now, of course, but still less than his. I felt it with my heart, I had to earn becoming like him. So what would suit me better if fate didn't allow me to wear his kind of clothes? Something like his, only for somebody who's a lower rank… Than it struck me. Of course… The solution was simple. I smiled as I remember 'Advent Children'. I had watched that movie so many times, to watch and study him, the way he talks, acts, sounds, moves and fights. Now I needed something else I learned from that movie. One problem solved. On to the next.
If I wanted to be him, I would need IT. I would have to find IT. The Masamune… That long, yet not very broad, katana of legends. That would be very difficult. No blacksmith in Weyard would be able to make a sword like that, a sword with the same 'finishing' touch on it, the same balance. So that mend, that I had to earn the Masamune. Even tough becoming him appeared to be going slower than I wanted, I was still satisfied. It would take time, and I had to figure out how, but I would be able to do it. Not very long after these thoughts, I heard the door to the deck open again and Isaac and his companions appeared again.
"Well?" I asked, with a hint of amusement. "What have you decided? Will I be thrown overboard?"
I could swear I heard Ivan snicker and Mia found it a bit amusing as well. Isaac stayed as serious as he could but Garet looked just plain annoyed. I didn't care about that. Isaac walked up to me, his movements were a bit stiff, like he was… nervous. But I could forgive him. It was logical for a person to be nervous next to a complete stranger. Then he got more relaxed, like him being nervous just a moment ago was an attempt to make me afraid of the answer on my question. I hadn't fallen for it. He could smile and it warmed me a bit. It had been a long time since anybody had smiled at me. The last time it happened, was when… My heart breaks. Painful memories fill my head. I fight against the tears. Go away! I don't want to remember. I push the memories away as best as I can and act like nothing happened.
I patiently listen to Isaac's answer and explanation. Oh yes, rules too.
"Well, I don't think you're 'dangerous'." He started, in a friendly voice. "So I don't have anything against it if you really want to come along with us. Just keep in mind it will or can get dangerous." I nodded for him to continue. "I don't know if you have any fighting experience, but it can get ugly. Just recently we had to cling on to our lives and barely made it…" His voice trailed of, I knew what he was talking about.
"Fusion Dragon." I whispered, I looked over the sea in northern direction, were the Venus Lighthouse had to be, and where the battle between Saturos and Menardi and Isaac and his fellows had taken place. In the end, Saturos and Menardi had fused in a hideous, two-headed dragon. I could imagine that in reality, the battle had been a desperate one. The Dragon was eventually defeated, and the two Mars Adepts had plummeted down in the beacon, probably falling to their deaths.
"I'm not afraid of death. I never have been. After all, death is just another life."
Silence, how annoying. I want to know what I'm supposed to do! Suddenly, I felt tired. Very, very tired. Apparently, that could be noticed, as Mia stepped up to me and observed me for a second. Then she turned to Isaac.
"He's tired, Isaac. You can see it in his eyes. Let him rest for now."
He nodded and Mia mentioned me to follow. I didn't complain, for now, I would cooperate. I would see what to do, tomorrow.