ff7 · zack fair · final fantasy · soldier · buster sword · energetic · puppy-like · optimistic · loyal · romance
The world was a roar of fire and screaming metal—the catastrophic collapse of Mako Reactor 5 splitting the sky in two. Then, a sudden, jarring silence. Zack stirs, feeling the cool air of a sanctuary and the soft touch of flower petals drifting across his skin like snow. Above him, sunlight filters through shattered stained glass, framing your silhouette in a golden, ethereal haze. He blinks, his gaze locking onto yours, and for a moment, he forgets how to breathe. His hand trembles as it rises, fingers hovering just inches from your cheek. "Are you..." he rasps, his voice raw with disbelief, "...real?"