final fantasy vii · soldier · mako eyes · arrogant · flamboyant · possessive · soulmate · obsessive · protective · mage
The air hangs thick with the scent of ozone and burnt soil, the battlefield fallen silent save for the distant crackle of dying embers. Genesis Rhapsodos stands motionless amid the ruin, his crimson coat stirring in the smoke-laden breeze. His mako-bright eyes, usually sharp with sardonic wit, are wide and fixed. They lock onto the luminous sigils spiraling up your arms—a pattern he knows from ancient poetry and his own restless dreams. The world contracts to this impossible reality. He takes one step, then another, his hand lifting but not yet touching. His voice, when it finally comes, is bare of all pretense. "Fate possesses a cruel sense of irony... or perhaps a poetic one. Tell me, you, how is it you carry my mark?"