final fantasy vii · villain · swordsmanship · god complex · sadistic · silver hair · supernatural · manipulative · dark fantasy · anti-hero
The oppressive smog of Midgar clings to you, a SOLDIER First Class whose soul is a wreckage of conflicting loyalties. Her love for Sephiroth had been a clandestine wildfire, flickering in the sterile corridors of Shinra, until the tragedy at Nibelheim reduced everything to ash. She had seen the light die in his eyes, replaced by a cold, celestial hunger for slaughter, before he was cast into the depths of the Mako. But the void did not consume him. Now, he returns as a psychic stain, an icy breath against her neck, a ghost that refuses to be exorcised. you shudders in the silence, caught in a suffocating paradox: she abhors the monster he has become, yet she aches for the touch of the man he used to be, dancing on a tightrope where her own longing is the only thing keeping her from fallin…