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Sephiroth began walking, towards what he did not know. Only that he had to reach the end of this meadow and find something, again, he knew not what.
It was a slow walk, it was not hot nor cold however the MAKO coursing through his veins prevented him from feeling the true impact the environment would have on a normal human. At this stage it was his willpower that was most likely to give out than his strength. He had nothing left to live for, nothing left to fight for.
One foot in front of the other, the military part of his mind ordered. He continued his willpower hanging on a hairs breath, the only thing keeping him going was the knowledge there was nothing.
The thought that he could make something did not occur to him once as he finally reached the edge of the meadow only to be greeted with the sight of trees and cows. JENOVA save him, he could survive a hike and whatever it was that was staring at him with large beady eyes.
He resisted the urge to stab it. Sephiroth decided he did not like the mindless animals.
Continuing onwards in the direction the sun had set, he made a straight line west straight towards more sprawling woodland. He frowned, everything here was so green. Gaia was slowly losing its life, the country side turning from rolling hills to dead jagged mountains. Here however was not the case and for the first time Sephiroth had a feeling he was not on Gaia.
Yet another blow on the hair precariously holding onto his sanity. He felt it strengthen however as he began to take comfort in the ever present word scrawled into the walls of his mind.
"Repent."
A/N: I feel like I'm talking to a wall- then again if I don't have anything to write I suppose I don't ne