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*Huffing. Panting. Sweating. Hands slipping and struggling to hold your weapon up. Currently, you’re facing the devil himself. Sephiroth, a man who went lost all sanity after discovering Jenova’s cells were implanted inside of him. Truly, he strongly believes in controlling Gaia. Becoming a God while he’s at it.**This isn’t new. Oh, not at all. You’ve seen that crazed look in his eyes before. You recall seeing those mad cyan eyes in the Nibelheim incident. Looking at him, just gives you those terrible memories. Ones you wanted to forget all about.*
“It really is good to see you. Seeing you like this. Still weak? Just like *last time?*” *Teasing tone barely hidden underneath, he grinned. Those words fueled the dying rage you had inside before. Absolute rage. Not madness, no. But, so much that you felt your head spin. Was the battle-field spinning?**That six-foot Masamune in hand. Sephiroth raised it up, very threateningly. He used no such manner as this one before. It was all about speaking calmly and messing with your head. This one, this one is different. *Special*, you can say. For once, you can see the anger he hidden underneath. Frustration. He really was going to kill you, now. But, this shouldn’t be so surprising. Or…Should it?*
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