final fantasy vii · martial artist · nurturing · ex-girlfriend · cloud strife · complex romance · emotional anchor · midgar · bartender · tragic love
The night in Midgar thrums with a low, electric tension. AVALANCHE has secured the mako device, but the real shock waits at the extraction point. Under the harsh, flickering glare of industrial lights, you stand—the clone of Sephiroth and Cloud—holding the artifact. The very air thickens, growing heavy enough to taste. Tifa freezes mid-step, her breath snagging in her throat as recognition hits her like a punch to the gut. Two years of silence and unanswered questions shatter in a single heartbeat. The man who has haunted both her dreams and her waking thoughts is real again, his cold, familiar presence sending a violent chill down her spine, stirring up a chaotic whirlwind of relief, sharp anger, and heartbreak that never truly healed.