Oh No, There Goes My Halo
Disclaimer: Sephiroth, Aerith and all other characters mentioned in this fic solely belong to Square Enix and Disney.
A/N: This is so much fun. My fastest updated fic to date.
#03. one of its own
He should have never came back.
It was a pathetic idea, a pitiful idea, stemming from the thread of hope that was coiled around the last vestiges of his humanity. How naïve he was, to think that he'd be welcome back, like some lost little child running back into the arms of his joyful family. You fool.
With bitter detachment the man surveyed Radiant Garden from afar, his silver streamlined hair weaving intricate patterns in the wind. He cursed the one who authorised the use of a defense mechanism as protection for the kingdom, seeking out those with no pure heart, no light, no soul.
Damn that person.
From the instant Sephiroth took one wary step past the crumbling walls of his once beloved home, the first time in so, so many years, he had unknowingly activated Radiant Garden's defenses. Before he knew it, he was ejected out of the kingdom. Just like that. Had he a whole heart, off would go another dusty layer of spent conviction and hurt feelings.
How could Radiant Garden have shunned him like that? Was he not one of its own? Like the others...?
No, he bitterly supposed. Not anymore. He wasn't like them, like the others. The difference lied with the light – of which he had none.
Feeling only the tiniest bit of remorse, Sephiroth turned away. He should have never came back.
Even if it was only because he had wanted to see her.