When Sephiroth Met Lucifer

After the dedication ceremony, Lucifer refused everyone's company, and returned to his palace alone. He sat on a large chair and remained silent for a long time.

Then he took out the ancient book that was more than three fingers wide in the innermost drawer of the second drawer. The title of the book on the outer shell was the Notes of Enold, but inside it was just a notebook with snow-white paper and mysterious lines on the edges.

A gold nib leaves ink on a white page.

"I'm afraid you will be disappointed again."

The traces on the paper disappeared after the ink dried. He rested his elbows on the table and his chin with his palms, and continued writing contemptuously:

"He still hasn't shown up."

After a pause, he continued, "However, there were some troubles today. Some people couldn't sit still. I taught them some lessons, but it wasn't enough. The war should be coming soon. I informed Michael and Mehta that they should hurry up and prepare. , when you come over, it should be a war."

In addition to today's events, there are many small and trivial things recorded in the front.

"Messiah said that there is another blank page in the Book of Revelation, and something big should happen. Metatron invited us to his tea party, but I declined. He said that I would disappoint many little angels. , but so what? I'm not interested in being a baby daddy with him... I've already taught Asmodeus a lesson, let's see if he dares to look at you with that look next time."

He stopped writing and waited for the ink to dry before turning another page.

"...The Revelation of God does have the ability to foresee, but the Messiah seems to be a little worried. I don't like those people. The way they look at you is more explicit and disgusting than Asmodeus's."

Finally, he wrote: "Lucy, I miss you, I want to see you with my own eyes."

It ends with a slanted s.

Putting down his pen, he took off his complicated clothes, shoes and socks, and lay quietly on the bed with his hands folded and his eyes closed.

Not long after, those golden eyes opened again, but it was a completely different gaze and emotion, indifferent, even with residual killing intent.

Suddenly his hand touched the notebook placed on his abdomen, the real Archangel's eyes softened a little, and he murmured out a name:

"Safie..."

When Sephiroth opened his eyes, the sky had just dawned, and the darkness had receded.

He looked at the sky, but felt a little regretful in his heart, he had never seen the dark night before.

In the kingdom of light, darkness cannot be seen, and its representative colors are bright gold and pure white, a monotonous world interwoven with only two colors.

Nothing else.

Sephiroth spread out his palms, and then clenched them tightly again. It was completely different from Lucifer's body condensed from pure spiritual body. This was his own, flesh and blood body, although it was not as rich as Archangel Seraphim's. Turned into real power, but it is also beyond the reach of normal people.

He probably shouldn't be considered human, but that's okay.

When he was very young, he and Lucifer alternately dominated a body, Lucifer belonged to the night, and he was the queen of the dawn.

And at the end of dusk, the moment when night is approaching.

They will be replaced again.

It's just that the time flow of the two worlds is very different.

Sephiroth has calculated that a day in this world is a year in that world, a full time gap of more than 300 times, which also caused him to find it difficult to adapt every time he returned here. He was used to the leisurely and slow life of angels. Facing Shinra's busy and boring life now, Sephiroth tried hard to recall what happened that day half a year ago.

Nothing seems to have changed.

He sat down and opened the notebook next to the bed. On it were the words unique to angels, and the handwriting used in the handwriting stored in the pass belonged to this world, so they were not worried about being discovered by others.

Open the page, there is only a short sentence on it: "Everything is fine."

The inscription is an abbreviation drawn with the angel's unique writing symbols.

Sephiroth could feel the calmness and serenity of the writer, and the violence that had accumulated in his heart dissipated a lot.

I don't know how Lucy will react when he knows what he has done.

Sephiroth smiled, with tenderness in his eyes.

The one who shared a life with him was only Lucifer, and other than that, no one else would be as closely involved and interdependent as Lucy.

only……

Sephiroth closed the notebook and stored it with those books.

He has never seen him in a real sense, and they have never existed in the same world at the same time. This is the biggest regret.

"There's always a chance."

"I'll definitely see you and tell you I'm right..."

Suddenly the door was knocked heavily, Sephiroth stopped thinking, got up and opened the door.

A large bouquet of wild lilies was handed to him. The fragrant flowers even had the morning dew on them, so they should have just been picked.

What a morning, Sephiroth thought.

"Good morning, Safi!"

Next to it is Zack's hearty and magnetic voice.

Sephiroth searched in his mind before realizing that this was Angel's favorite junior, who had been with him all the time, as if he had just been promoted to 2nd.

He smiled politely.

Watching Zacks smile and put the bouquet of flowers into his arms, Sephiroth saw the soldier whose face was always covered by lilies.

The blond hair made him feel a little fond, the blue eyes were like the color of the depths of the sea, and the face was very delicate and even a little shy, just looked up at him, and then quickly lowered it.

"Sephiroth...General."

The voice behind was so small that even his hearing could hardly hear it clearly.

"Hmm." Responding a little coldly, Sephiroth looked at the lily in his hand, hesitated for a moment and said, "Thank you for the flowers."

——Although the fact that sending flowers to a man is not very good, but as the 1st fighter of Shinra, the most iconic hero, he has countless experiences of being sent flowers, let alone flowers, even if it is There is nothing surprising about being publicly shown love.

Well, both men and women.

Claude was very pleasantly surprised when he saw this, and he stammered: "This is me. I went to pick it last night. It's really great that you like it."

Sephiroth maintained his usual smile, thinking a little bored what would happen if Lucy received such a large bunch of lilies?

He should like it, white lily, eternal beauty.

"...Then I will go first, General Sephiroth, goodbye."

Claude pulled the hem of his clothes with his fingers, and left with some reluctance and disappointment.

Naturally, Sephiroth would not keep him, but Zacks looked back and forth between the two, watching Claude leave, he smiled and said:

"Nice lad, huh Safi!"

"It's just that the strength is too weak." Sephiroth concluded that he didn't even pay attention to the other party's name. Lucy would definitely not be like this. The name of an angel whose tenderness has always been willing to give to these pure souls.

Unfortunately, I am not, Sephiroth thought a little coldly.

"Don't say that, as long as you work hard, I believe he will become a real warrior, just like you Safi, he admires you the most, otherwise he wouldn't run into the valley in the middle of the night..."

same as me?That possibility is really so small that it can be ignored, Sephiroth thought of those experiments inexplicably, and felt uncomfortable.

"You have something to do with me?" He interrupted the other party's long speech in a rude manner.

Zacks looked at him sadly: "Angel is on a mission, and he said to let me follow you these few days."

Um?Lucy didn't seem to have mentioned this. Sephiroth felt that it was impossible for Lucy not to remind him of this kind of thing, so Zacks...was it Angel who unilaterally packaged it for him?

And still buy one get one free.

Sephiroth shook his head and suddenly felt that he was a little too talkative recently, but he was wrong this time. Angel meant that Zacks could be with Sephiroth when he was fighting, and asked him to help. , It's definitely not coming to deliver flowers early in the morning.

It had been many years since anyone had done such a ignorant thing.

"I see." Sephiroth looked at the time, "There are still 3 minutes before the assembly."

Zack let out a cry, and was about to run downstairs in a hurry.

"Ahhh! I'm going to be late, Safi, I'm leaving first, and I'll come find you at noon."

Sephiroth threw the flowers on the table and followed her downstairs unhurriedly.

He belongs to a special class, and he is directly notified of the specific task items without being lectured by the company's people. This is the privilege of 1st.

Just as he went downstairs and had breakfast in the special lounge, he saw Genesis in a red leather coat walking gracefully over.

"I heard that a soldier gave you flowers?" He said this sentence in his special reciting style, the singing-like end sound was very subtle, coupled with the habitual mocking tone.

Even if he didn't look at the face, he knew the identity of the person just by hearing the voice. Genesis, who is also 1st, is a warrior who is well versed in satire and poetic aesthetics.

Sephiroth thought about it, even in the other one, he had never seen someone who loved to provoke him so much, in every sense.

"You know it all?"

Genesis snorted, "It's spread throughout the barracks. Someone walked into your dormitory with a bouquet of wild lilies."

Sephiroth frowned: "They didn't come in."

"So what? Anyway, you will hear new rumors in a few days. Anyway, didn't you accept the flowers?" Genesis said indifferently: "And maybe the higher up will arrange it for you in two days. It’s not a woman anymore, it’s a man.”

Sephiroth was not too happy: "I don't like men."

"You don't like women either, do you?" Genesis poured himself a glass of sake, picked up another glass and put it in front of Sephiroth, "I'm really curious, what kind of person do you have lust for, or You are actually..."

There was a subtle smile on the corner of his lips, and he leaned closer to Sephiroth's ear, continuing what he had just said: "Frigidity!"

Sephiroth stood up abruptly. He was not used to being so close to people. As for what the other person said, he shook his head: "No."

“How come you see?”

Sephiroth's face was very cold: "I don't need to explain to you."

Genesis looked at his long silver-white hair that raised slightly when he turned around, and his eyes sank: "You're always like this, it's annoying."

"When the war of the beasts brings the end of the world."

"The goddess dances and descends from the sky."

"Spread the wings of light and darkness."

"Bring... the gift of blessing."

It's the prologue of loveless again, Sephiroth sometimes really thinks that his good friend is not stupid for reading poems.

Too lazy to continue listening, he came directly to the training room.

With a movement of the right hand, the silver light changed into a sharp blade, but in fact this blade was not as light as it seemed, because of its exaggerated length, the final weight was almost the same as Angel's epee.

Sephiroth raised his hand lightly, and the light of the knife drew streamline-like fluctuations in the air, as if even the air could be torn apart. Countless monsters who rushed up were torn apart by this beautiful line.

The data will not bleed, only mechanical voice prompts.

After he solved all the monsters, he felt bored, and simply sat on the simulated rooftop, with the cold sea water under his feet, and the cold steel buildings around him.

The surroundings were quiet and dull, as if he was the only one left.

Alone, silent, isolated.

No one is born strong, no one is born glorious.

He was born in a laboratory, and the most vivid memories of his childhood are those brightly colored liquids, watching them mix with his own blood, the fear and the unknown made him look forward to a support.

Then, he waited until the angel.