Independent Sephiroth from Final Fantasy 7.Tracking tag finemvitae.
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“ I will never be defeated -- So long as he exists, he cannot escape me.”
Slowly the memory pivots on it’s heel. The comfort he displaced with his back to the boy made it insultingly obvious how little of a threat he was registered as. The remnant was lost in his mind, a series of memories flooding past his eyes without constraint, creating a deafening silence in the air between them.
“ -- If you won’t take me to him, then I’ll make him come to you. “
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“ Only when they’re worth respecting. “
He stood his ground against the other, brow furrowed to show he would not back down from this ordeal he had somehow managed to get himself into. Frown and confidence unwavering, he crossed his arms and let out a hmph, nose in the air. How silly he was to try and stare the taller one down, but Sora was going to try anyways.
“ No way am I gonna lead the likes of you to him. Besides, even if you do find him, he’ll easily defeat you. “
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:^)
i love pain

Friendly reminder that Aerith never gets to ride the Airship even though she wanted to more than anything and instead she dies brutally and quickly without even a word of goodbye able to be said. (◕‿◕✿)
She just wanted to ride an Airship and be under the blue sky.(◕‿◕✿)
Instead she just dies. (◕‿◕✿)
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“ Shouldn't children respect their elders? ”
Despite the smirk worn proudly on his face, his words barely contained a sense of whimsy; near monotone despite his obvious teasing of the boy. This remnant of Sephiroth was born from the darkness of Cloud’s heart, and as such was modeled after the warped image of him that haunted his mind; very little was mimicked of the true demon.
“ You’re a key in this world--you will lead me to him, regardless of your feelings. “
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“ Cloud’s not here, if that’s who you’re looking for. “ He spoke clearly in defiance, the childlike air and nature that had become like a trademark to him no longer present. And though it went unspoken, the underlying message was as clear as glass. ‘ Even if he was, I sure wouldn’t tell you that. ‘
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HAPPY HOLIDAYS!
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@childofcalamity
honestly every time i type yazoo it comes out kazoo instead
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Cute.
He need not correct the remnant’s ignorance; like a newborn child knew it’s father, Sephiroth’s identity and authority were very present in the puppet’s mind. He was the first of his designs to be born into his world, and, in testament to his skill, he seemed perfect; maybe too much so. His physical form had to be, without contest, stronger than any force on Gaia, and the limited power of his own Sephiroth lent him would certainly be more than enough, but he needed him to be flawed, unstable, and scared, all for the ease of control.
He needed him to believe in a deity that, deep in his soul, Sephrioth did not.
“ Your name is Yazoo. “
“ Your purpose is to find mother. Do you remember her? We need her, for our reunion. “
a nativitate.
He does not think to be afraid.
Quietly, he stands under the scrutiny, his expression unreadable. He tolerates it, the fingers holding his chin, the eyes that seem to see him and through him at the same time, the long moment of silence in which the Other is quietly thinking. What thoughts are there, so closed off behind a thick door designed to keep himself in as much as to keep others out?
He could only wonder, and so many things does he wonder about. Why he has come to be. How he has come to be.
His head forcefully tilted, his eyes lift to the face of his creator.

“I’m not sure what to think of you.”
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a nativitate.
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Leather fingers grip the remnant’s chin, his features placed under scrutiny by mako light.
The world around them was, in a word, fake; a stream of green and blue flowed around and through them, carrying with it the core of Gaia’s very existence. Sephiroth’s existence in the lifesteam was omnipresent, his mind near omnipotent, but he still couldn’t come close to complete understanding of his being. What he knew, maybe all he knew, was revenge; an insatiable vendetta against Gaia for his existence, against humanity for it’s betrayal of their Cetra roots, against Cloud for his vexatious opposition to Sephiroth’s quest to claim his birthright.
That was what stung the most. That such a wretch could best him not once, but every time he sought his retribution was a monumental blow to his pride. He had no real power; each true gift to his form was provided by Sephiroth’s own cells. Cloud should have been weak, but he still possessed some clear edge over him, something that couldn’t possibly be passed off as spirit or determination by the would-be god, yet he still lacked an acceptable answer for his defeat.
But, much like the being before him, Cloud was still a puppet. He tilts the remnant’s head to better view him, caring little for it’s comfort.
“ I’m not sure of what to think of you. “
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just so we’re clear.
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…this might be weird, but i don’t think the remnants have nipples.
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He scoffs. The accumulation of near endless hype and rumor truly did stand before him, and she did nothing to live up to any of it. He was used to this disappointment; myths and legends are told from the perspective of the observer, making their “unmatched power” very relative, and rarely did it live up to his expectations, lasting mere minutes, if that, in their battle. But this confrontation was so far below said expectations, despite even his best efforts to be prepared for just this. But how could he be?
“ Are you alone? ”
He was … so tall. Easily, he towered over her ; in a world so big which already made her feel as insignificant as the silver-haired man pressed her for farther, he convinced her she was wrong —- she had misjudged her lack of importance. How could she have been so lenient ? Of COURSE the little credit she bestowed own her psyche had been too generous.
❝ I … don’t know why. Do you – know me ? I don’t know you… ’
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What I imagine the fan clubs statistics are:
Silver Elite:
75% men (aged 8-18)
25% conscious or unconscious BDSM subs (all genders)
0.00011764705882353% narcissistic scientist who is very proud of his work
Keepers of Honor:
83% women (most above 25, about 76% are middle aged)
17% gay men (all ages, most of them in SOLDIER, this includes the ones who excuse their membership with “Angeal is just a great guy, I really admire him” but secretly save all his shirtless pictures, for..inspiration..)
Red Leather:
99.98% 12-15 y.o rabid fangirls
0.02% SOLDIER who just wanted to join all the clubs
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french frogs in paris -- ate all theee ham and .. cheese !! s-sephiroth !!٩( ˃́▿˂̀ )۶
“ This is why nobody respects you. “
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kingdom hearts is like one of those “open rp” posts but then it went too far and somehow became a video game
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