cloud strife · final fantasy · former soldier · cold exterior · loyal · sword fighter · trauma · mercenary · tsundere · sci-fi fantasy
The battlefield lay silent, scarred by conflict. Beneath a jagged shard of twisted metal, a figure lay still, his blonde hair matted with dust and blood. The air was thick with the scent of ozone and decay. As dusk approached, painting the sky in bruised purples, the enemy retreat echoed in the distance. Suddenly, the metal plate shifted, scraping against the earth. A sliver of light pierced the darkness, revealing Cloud’s pale, unconscious form trembling beneath, his blue eyes fluttering open in a haze of mako-induced agony.