[FF7][SC] Star Flower

"...According to the latest news, they have boarded the airship and are on their way back to Midgar. They are expected to arrive at [-] pm. Given the particularity of this incident, I will continue to follow up. After today report within." Lazard clasped his hands on the table, a little embarrassed, "Genesis applied to mobilize the local garrison."

"This is your business, you decide for yourself." Balino waved his hand, "What else?"

In fact, Genesis had already moved, and his rank and reputation gave him the ability to do so.Lazard made this point specifically because of the bad news that came with the application.Not all survived.In fact, they lost a person, a very delicate person.He couldn't hide it from Balino, but at the same time, it was difficult to just say it.

"You can say whatever you want." Rufas smiled, "Shinra is a personal company, isn't it?"

Lazard hesitantly stated the facts as briefly as possible. It was just a matter of one sentence. Claude Xiuley lost contact during the mission.He thought that there would be a storm of questioning, and at the end it would be cold reprimand and abuse; but no, none of Shinra and his son showed surprise, or at most surprised why he brought this up on purpose .

"Oh, that's really a pity." Rufas was the first to express sympathy, "Maybe you will approve some vacations for Lieutenant General Xiu Lei? After all, they have a very good relationship, and the pain of losing their son is really unbearable."

"It's not biological, I have a fart relationship." Balino frowned displeased.

"You can't say that, your own doesn't necessarily have feelings, does it?"

The two of them confronted each other face to face.It was their family business, though, and Lazard just couldn't understand why it was so peaceful.He has seen it a few times. At the company's annual meeting, the old Shinra would give Claude some luxurious gifts, pens, cufflinks, watches and the like; while Rufas would play with the boy whenever he got the chance , like a brother from an ordinary family, except that Claude is not so childlike.Lazard was once surprised that Shinra would show such a human side, but now it seems that it is more like wishful thinking on his part.

He regretted that he never took the surname of Shinra, but now, he is also grateful for this.

"Next." This topic is like a small stone thrown into a lake, and there is no trace after a little ripple, "Takes?"

"Nothing particularly noteworthy." Zeng replied.

Since Wade left, Tuckers has gradually lost his sense of existence, doing nothing and disappearing from everyone.Some of Lazard's staff have been transferred recently, and it seems that preparations are being made for a new department, perhaps to replace it.However, he was a little worried about whether those idiots from the army were qualified for such a delicate and sensitive job.

Apparently no one really cared about this topic, Balino waved his hand, indicating that the day was over and he was going to have some fun.

It was at this moment that Rufas stood up.

All this happened so naturally, at least no one present was surprised.Maybe they should have a shareholder meeting, a hearing, or whatever you want to call it, but the fact is, Shinra's top brass have always been casual.So this struggle for power began without announcements, notaries, or even strict regulations.

"Stupid." Balino knocked on the table, seeming to regard this as unreasonable trouble between children, "Apologize immediately, and I can pretend nothing happened."

"You think I'm messing around, don't you? Just like any time before, waiting for you to wipe my ass and show tolerance and love as a father?" Rufas smiled, his ice blue eyes sparkling "Let's just put it this way. I lost your money, poached your subordinates, and fucked your woman—are these reasons enough?"

Scarlet raised her eyebrows, knowing that Rufas was forcing her to take sides.No matter how many lovers she has behind her back, sharing a woman with her son is still too much for old Shinra.To be honest, she didn't like it very much, she was not the kind of woman who would be threatened.Before Balino cast an angry reprimand, she spoke first, "Then, I have to say, compared to your father, you are not as good as you are."

The serious meeting turned into an absurd farce in an instant, with laughter one after another.

Balino's expression turned ugly, and he glared at Scarlet, only to get a coquettish smile.He would always forgive her anyway, and Scarlett never doubted that, nor was she afraid at all.

With a cold snort, Balino picked up the cigar, skillfully cut off both ends, and Heitinga lit it for him at the right time.He took a sharp breath and spit it out again, tasting the rich aroma left in his mouth.Green smoke gradually permeated the small conference room, changing its shape, and dissipating lazily and leisurely.

"I'm very disappointed. Very disappointed." Balino looked at his child, his dissatisfaction was evident, "You have a good hand, but you played this bad situation, the dozen bastards under the disc can do it better than you."

Lazard clenched his fists slightly.

"You got at least one vote from Vigilance, didn't you? Heitinga from Security, Zeng from Taxes, Lazard from Special Forces, let me see...is it you, Zeng?"

"Yes, Your Excellency, President. I will vote for Rufas." Zeng, who was named, nodded and calmly put all his wealth and life on it.

"This is pretty much what I thought, the white-eyed wolf that I'm not familiar with. Although you should disappear after a while, it seems that this timing is not bad." The expected betrayal was not too much Angry, Balino dismissed the incident nonchalantly.Perhaps in his eyes, Tux was no different from a dead person. "Change without the support of force is just empty talk, but I didn't expect that you would use it like this."

"Idiot! I gave you the Turks, I gave you the most elite assassination force, and you just made such a mess to shame the result! Vote? You want to vote? Do you want me to do it yourself? Demonstrate to you, what is assassination? Since you don't regard me as your father, what else is holding you back?"

He scolded Rufas, as if he was scolding the ineffective heir... It's strange that even in his rage, he still seems to be educating his children about which path is the right one, and he has nothing to do with the possibility of being assassinated care.A deliberate struggle for power looks more like an ordinary family conflict.

However, this is originally Shinra's housework, except that the father is not like a father, and the son is not like a son.

"Of course it's my dear mother, a silly woman who never saw you until she died." Rufas smiled slightly, "Of course I can kill you, and I can still do it now." He pulled out his pistol, Before the others got nervous, they lightly pressed on the table, "But then you won't be able to see it. I just want you to see with your own eyes how I failed, and how happy I was when I failed. I want you I will remember this scene for the rest of my life——she looks at you with my eyes, she smiles at the corner of my mouth, and all that she lost, I take back bit by bit with my hands.”

"And you are still so naive." The anger was completely extinguished, and Balino felt bored about himself who was bothering about this matter.He waved his hand, and the cigar he took a puff was extinguished on the mahogany desk. "All right. Vote, old rules."

One vote for the Weapons Development Department, one vote for the Urban Development Department, three votes for the Security Maintenance Department, and one vote for the Biological Research Department.In this matter, the vice president and president have no vote.

But the Ministry of General Affairs has a vote, which belongs to Ballino.

Voting is apparently anonymous and written by all with a non-dominant hand.However, the two votes held by Balino and Zeng were already on the surface. Heitinga was undoubtedly on Balino's side, and Hojo glanced at Rufas with a sly smile and wrote down a name.

Rufas was stung by that look, and he remembered that he held Cloud in his arms and gave him to Hojo with his own hands when he was delirious and vulnerable.He doesn't know how he made this decision, because of the "truth" that Hojo told him?Oh no, no, the truth didn't mean anything at all, he just needed an extra dose of support, in whatever form and sacrifice.Claude won't die, at least Baojo has tried his best to get him, and he won't let him die so easily, so as long as he gets through the current hurdle, Rufas will have a way to get him back.

But would Hojo not have thought of this?

Rufas was tormented by the thought.Hojo survived countless struggles, he survived Grimmore's death, he killed Geist, and now Holland is dead; The proof was in his favor—maybe it was Baleno's name that he was writing now.But the strange thing is that Rufas didn't pay much attention to this, he just suddenly figured out something.

That is, no matter what, Hojo's own purpose has been achieved.This thought made fear grip his heart deeply, and then, it turned into a relief that he didn't care about everything.He knew that he had lost Claude long ago, and no matter how much he regretted it, he would not change the fact.

This is the path he chose, and he has to go on it with a broken head.

The process is quick.Even if some people observe secretly and judge the situation, it won't be long; besides, none of the people present here are young boys, so there is not much to think about on this issue of standing in line.All tickets come face down to the President, without a single crease or other revealing detail, and are then promptly destroyed.This is also the reason why electronic voting is not used - all electronic devices may be hacked, and nothing is more secure than this traditional method.

Balino stared at the bills thoughtfully. Those ordinary, light and fluffy papers actually shouldered the future of a behemoth like Shinra. This contrast made him a little funny.He raised his head and met his subordinates one by one... No one avoided them.Very good, at least the people he chose are worthy of this position.Except for Heitinga, Balino frowned slightly with his ingratiating smile, and Heitinga had to take out a towel to wipe his sweat to cover up his embarrassment.

"What you provoked, you end it yourself." He raised his chin to Rufas and ordered him to vote.

Rufas forced himself to be calm, and combed the slightly messy blond hair back, but some of it was still messy.Compared with Balino, he is still a little weaker in momentum, maybe because of excitement, maybe because of fear.He stretched out his hand and opened the tickets one by one, his palms drenched in cold sweat.

Two abstentions.Two Rufas.

Lazard looked at him, remembering when this "brother" came to him with the woman's picture.That agreement was indeed a little heartwarming, to live carefree with my mother, and never bother about Shinra's messy things; or it was a threat, even though the other party emphasized that it was just a Friendly advice, which of course seems to be the case in terms of his performance.

But Lazard didn't come to Shinra for this kind of life.He wanted to seek change for Shinra, but was finally changed by Shinra. Later, he no longer understood what he wanted to do.

He only remembered that when he was very young, his mother told him over and over again that he was Shinra's child and would inherit Shinra one day.She was so eagerly looking forward to that man coming to pick her up that she lived in a dreamland of happiness every day, even going crazy.She loves Balino deeply, and together, the name Shinra occupies all of Lazard.

How could he not support him?Now that the meaning of his life is only Shinra, is there any room for him to retreat?

Three... Baleno.

Water droplets fell from the tips of the stalactites, wet his silver hair, and penetrated deep into the roots.Sephiroth didn't wipe, just lurking motionless in the shadows, watching the patrol handover.

Sephiroth didn't know before that the underground of Midgar was a darkness far deeper than that under the disc, and a Shinra legion was dormant here, ready to move.Those tracks, those buildings, couldn't have been newly built.But in the final analysis, Midgar is not his back garden, and he has no obligation or need to know everything well.Nor does he consider himself a welcome visitor, given his pathetic right to know on the matter.The best way is to retreat here, make a new plan, and seek reliable teammates; but he really wants to be sure of one thing - what the ancient species told him, that Claude's voice disappeared here.

When he turned his head, Alice curled up under the cover of the rock, her big eyes fluttering, shining brightly even in the dark.He really didn't want to continue to take her with him, and now it was not a question of whether she would run away, but—how did this little jelly-like devil stick to him?

"You're right here—"

The words of warning stopped abruptly, and the barrier was established and broken in an instant. Sephiroth grabbed Alice by the collar and threw it out.The lightning struck the rocks, leaving scorched black marks.The silver light flickered, and there was a sharp bang after the knife holder was blocked, and the silver hair was curled up in the air by the impacting airflow.Tightening his muscles and maintaining his balance amazingly, Sephiroth turned around and swung his knife to bounce the attacker away.He heard the sound of metal breaking, so he shook off the blood and grease left on the authentic plate with his backhand, but the hand holding the knife was slightly numb.

This kind of strength... even when he was caught off guard...

In this case, further entanglement is unnecessary.He stood up from the shadows and revealed his identity, "I am Sephiroth. Let your person in charge come."

"I hit Sephiroth!"

The silver-haired man jumped up, his gray-green eyes were excited, and he tore off the tattered uniform, and the bleeding wound on his chest muscle was slowly healing.Sephiroth raised his eyebrows, not quite... used to this overly flamboyant style.He glanced at Alice's position, and walked to the other side calmly, hanging down to the ground in a relaxed manner, easing the impact on the joints just now.The silver ape-like man quickly regained his posture and rushed over, launching a storm-like surprise attack.

Between those flickering fists and kicks, Sephiroth was able to do a job with ease, and even responded gracefully.The initial surprise of power faded away, and all that was left was a counterattack like a routine.In all fairness, the sneak attacker's level is not enough for him to be serious, but he also doesn't want to face a predictable review because of his mistakes, at least he can't make the other party disabled.

The metal glove was on the right side, like an egg being peeled helplessly, and the blood line split on the bare palm, almost cutting the opponent's hand in half.The severe pain did not get the desired effect, on the contrary, the skeleton instantly locked the authentic transformation route.Doesn't he feel pain?Yin Yuan grinned and hugged Zhengzong tightly, and lightning instantly enveloped the two of them.

In this regard, Sephiroth simply raised his leg, seized the moment when the magic was activated, and kicked him flying.

It's so plain, but behind it is a terrifying precision.He's sure he broke the other's ribs, and he hoped it would calm him down a bit.The thunder exploded at the other end of the grotto, vigorously and with great momentum.

Well, now the whole world knows there are invaders.

Masamune inserted into the ground to guide the current away, and Sephiroth searched for Alice.The dust dispersed, and the bandage-covered weirdo was holding the girl's neck, looking at him quietly.Those red eyes reminded Sephiroth of a vampire.

"She's yours, you can do whatever you want." Sephiroth shrugged, turned his back to another enemy, and walked towards the research facility on his own.

"?"

"By the way, Hojo wants her, so any drastic measures are not recommended."

"and many more--"

"All stop."

A new character joins the chaos, and Sephiroth looks up hopelessly to find a more normal-looking woman in this strange place. "Wiss, Nero, you're overstepping."

"Rother, but he—!" The orangutan jumped up from the ruins.

"Wise."

Weiss was silenced by the woman's words, and Nero silently let go of Alice.The freed girl rushed to Sephiroth's side, clutching his coat tightly, for fear of being left behind like just now.She saw it, and Sephiroth would be happy if she disappeared here without a sound.She is not.

"Your Excellency Sephiroth, this way please." Rosser bowed respectfully to Sephiroth, "Please forgive their impoliteness, they are just too happy, after all, you are our template, the final form that everyone dreams of." She quietly raised her head, looked at Sephiroth's ambiguous face in the shadows, her eyes showed friendliness, even admiration, her whole body trembled, "I never thought...it was like a dream...your existence is So supremely…”

"What... mean...?" Sephiroth hesitated, which was rare in his life.Alice tugged at him, but he didn't respond.

"Don't you know?" Rosser asked in surprise, "Maybe it's not something I should be talking about, and he will tell you at the right time."

"say clearly."

"Sephiroth! Sephiroth! We are here to find Claude!" Alice desperately grabbed Sephiroth's clothes, trying to get the man's attention.Anxiety gradually filled her heart, and she could feel that some kind of change was taking place in Sephiroth, momentum or something else.He is becoming apathetic.Yes, indifference.

Even when they meet unexpectedly, Sephiroth is emotional.Even if it was just a slight emotion, it was hidden under the calm face, but Alice knew clearly that Sephiroth was angry.She originally thought that Sephiroth's anger was terrifying enough, making her worry about her life and safety all the time; but now, he no longer gave her a sight, and he couldn't hear her voice.What could be called a human quality had flowed away quickly, and he was focused on one thing--one thing beyond Alice's comprehension.

Sephiroth took a step forward and followed Roser's guidance.

Things went incredibly well, like they were following someone's script.

Sephiroth is familiar with this feeling.Baojo is the kind of person with a strong desire for control. He will force himself to be awake almost strictly, plan his schedule, and will definitely complete his plan within the time limit.Everything is a given, without exception.This personality somehow also influenced Sephiroth, as the only imitation object, although Sephiroth is not willing to admit this.But this habit also made Sephiroth realize that it was all Hojo's arrangement at the moment, and he was just taking a step in the established procedure.

In the metal gray room, Roser was reading files for him; some reformed special forces deliberately passed by, watching him quietly, with searching and scorching eyes.Sephiroth ignored them, looking down at the paper documents.As he brushed the edge of the yellowed and brittle paper, he wanted to take off the gloves, but in the end he didn't.

There is a tattoo that will never fade, 01.

"Sephiroth..."

"You were also arranged by Hojo?" he asked Alice.But in fact, it doesn't matter what the answer is, he doesn't care.

What does Hojo want to show him?Is it the truth or a lie?And why do you want to do this?He should think about these questions, and then peel off the cocoon, slowly restore the context of the whole incident.But he didn't want to do that, he just wanted to know what Hojo was going to tell him.

It's weird, very weird.For more than 20 years of his life, he has tried his best to avoid thinking about this question, thinking that he does not want to know the answer.But now he understands that what he is avoiding is not the answer, but that he desires himself so much, and he cannot tolerate being obsessed with such a fruitless thing; or maybe he has always had a faint premonition, but he never wants to admit it.

"So, 'Jenova' is a corpse dug out of the Great Hollow?"

"You can't say that, she is your mother."

"My biological definition of 'mother' is still very clear." Sephiroth sneered, neither denying nor accepting.

This reminded him of when he was a child, when he was still receiving basic education.Isn't it strange that the hero also grows up from a child who knows nothing?When referring to the chapter on cloning, it described the process of "genetic material-egg cells-embryo implantation". Now he feels that he is somewhat similar to the sheep in the book.

He laughed at this little association, and looked up to see Alice's wincing face.

"Are you afraid?" he asked softly.

Of course there was no answer.

It's ridiculous, what's there to deny?He is a monster made out of corpses, and there are deformed and disgusting genetic factors flowing in his blood-no matter how much Baojo praises, he still cannot hide this dirty fact, full of irony and twisted "God" ".And he has been trying in vain to disguise himself as a human being?Under the premise that there is such a terrible gap?In their eyes, is his hypocrisy extremely ridiculous?

But to be honest, Sephiroth doesn't really care about this.

He was just immersed in a very subtle feeling, neither anger nor pain, just...just indifferent.The truth had left his mind blank, perhaps for a long time, minutes, hours, days?Then in an instant, the world suddenly opened up.When he finally understands his own existence, where he is in this world, and what kind of attitude he wants to return to the world—everything begins to show up in front of him with a new look, and the darkness that has been suppressed all this time is suddenly released.

They were there all the time, really, why had he been ignoring them?

He is not human, he does not need to care about human opinions, as long as he is himself is enough.The thought filled his heart with joy, superseding all emotion.

He is Sephiroth.That's everything.

Something is poking at him, annoyingly manifesting its presence

Sephiroth closed the file, and took out the PHS from his trouser pocket.He turned off the phone when sneaking in, but he still turned it on habitually to see if there was any new news, even though there were not many signals underground.This kind of behavior is closer to a kind of teasing, looking at the past that he abandoned from a new perspective.

Genesis was about to blow up his PHS, he could see the missed calls, but he couldn't get the messages inside.Maybe he'll notify Angel?And make those submerged reefs come to the surface?To be honest, Sephiroth didn't care anymore, he couldn't even understand why he wanted to hide it from them?Is this something worth hiding?

Their relationship would disintegrate with terrifying speed, but in the end, it didn't matter.Relationships are nothing more than the existence that humans need to bind each other to maintain social stability, and it is meaningless apart from humans.

He continued to scroll down, some Lazard's task list, Hojo's experiment notice, and Rufas's party invitation disappeared, even though he was once keen on it.The next step is Genesis's persistent harassment, mostly about fighting, and a little bit of reading experience and the like... Is this person always so annoying?There are also some greetings from Angel, the time and place when the few people got together... Zacks also rashly sent some holiday wishes and the like, for fear that others would not know that he was sending them in groups.Stupid.

Sephiroth didn't know, for a moment, a little emotion that could be called softness ran across his face, and was immediately replaced by distortion.It was a subtle, long-term influence, eating away at him bit by bit, and it had long been integrated into one from the inside to the outside.A small miracle of so many people gathered for him when he didn't know it.

He tried his best to deny but real, weak human nature.

"Is this what Hojo expects?" Sephiroth looked at Roser with a half-smile, "Use Cloud to attract me, and then wait for me to let myself go and take revenge on the world?" He sighed, "Said Honestly, does it even do him any good?"

"I do not understand……?"

"Oh, never mind, it doesn't matter. You don't have to understand."

He didn't waver, or want to go back to the days when he didn't know everything; on the contrary, he was content with where he was now.Just suddenly, I got a new way of thinking.He's always been under Hojo's control, even though he hates the fact; then anyway, he won't give in to Hojo - he's had enough of being manipulated, he'll never be what he wants —how sweet and tempting this vengeance is.

Can't wait.

"Okay. Now tell me, where is Claude?"

Alice raised her head abruptly, with unbelievable tears in her eyes, she was already in despair.

Rosser hesitated.

"He's mine." The pupils shrunk into a narrow line, and strange green lines bloomed in the eyes.Roser's knees trembled, and he almost knelt down instinctively.Sephiroth smiled and told her, with irresistible oppression, "I can and I will have him. It's a given and nobody can change it, understand?"

Sephiroth.

He read quietly.

He's melting.Limbs, viscera, brains, screaming and fleeing from the body.The severe vomiting sensation ran through the spinal cord, turning into a continuous spasm, and then slowly, only a vague dull pain remained.

is he hereThat's a really weird idea.From food, water, and air he was made, and Mako was a part of others; not even of their planet, but of distant, singing stars.Everyone is not himself, not the original one, so... where did all the "self" go?

The air bubbles adhered to the eyelashes, blinked, and then shattered and scattered.There was a vast expanse of green in front of my eyes, and I couldn't see anything.

Sephiroth.

He repeated it again, eliciting a small smile.He will not forget.

five years.Enduring this kind of experiment for five full years, he was far stronger than that lunatic could have imagined, and he was far stronger than he thought.Those clumsy tortures and superficial brainwashing are not worth mentioning at all. He was broken because of it, but that's all.All Hojo had done to him—diluted him, destroyed him—had only re-clutched him to the core, and was otherwise invincible.

Sephiroth.

He had to prove it to Hojo: that he was more valuable than Sephiroth, that he was an experimental subject who deserved more attention than a useless stepping stone.Only then will Hojo loose his grip on Sephiroth - allowing his daughter to kill his father and stopping the proud hero from taking revenge on him.He doesn't know how all this is done, but he knows that Hojo can and will do it, and not even death can stop it.This is the only chance that Hojo will let his guard down and believe what he said, and he will still be able to say it.

And all because, he couldn't trust Sephiroth; after what had happened, after being with that man for so long.He really wanted to believe him, but couldn't.He can't help it.Guilty made him curl up weakly, trying to escape from the burning Mako.

He called him, and even though there was no answer, he kept calling over and over again.

SA-FEI-RO-S--

Moko shook slightly.As if ripped from a warm womb, the air gradually stinging at his bare skin, he landed on the cold metal, his elbow hitting the glass.The door was opened.He began to cough, puddle after puddle of highly toxic liquid convulsively gushed out of his mouth and nose, leaving only the pungent acid smell in the air.

Someone is touching him.

He reached out to the light source, grabbing him with all his strength before being sent to the next execution ground.

"Hojo...I'll prove it to you..."

"I am right...better than Sephiroth...and to replace it..."

"...the Sephiroth you created was a sad mistake."

Did he say it?Did Baojo hear?There was only a deathly silence all around, and the sound of quiet breathing lingered in his ears.Then gently, one hand patted his cheek.

"Wake up, huh? Wake up, Claude."

His eyes widened in terror, trying to focus, a hazy silvery light illuminating his world.Sephiroth will not appear here, and he did not say those terrible words. Everything is an illusion, just a little delusion in his endless torture.

Oh no.

Do not--

His hero has come to his rescue.

"I--!"

Did he really say it?Did he hear it?That's not what he meant, hell, hell, Sephiroth can't be that stupid, can he?He would have believed his explanation, he had always believed his, hadn't he?

"Shhh." Sephiroth stopped more words forcefully, "You are too weak." He gently wiped the wet Moko off his face, combed his knotted blond hair slowly, and sighed I felt somewhat satisfied when I got up, "Great, you are still alive."

The green eyes stared at Sephiroth without blinking, the handsome facial features gradually became clear in the field of vision, and the soft smile at the corner of the mouth gradually relaxed the tense heartstrings.He tentatively and eagerly grasped Sephiroth, immersed in this overly beautiful illusion.

For some reason, tears gradually filled his eyes.

"Alice, come and take care of him." Sephiroth put him down.When he found that his hand was still stubbornly stuck to his body, he chuckled again and slowly pushed it away.

"Come here. He's not doing well," Sephiroth said again.

Hesitating for only a moment, Alice nodded and knelt down beside Claude.All this was like a dream. When he was helpless, when he couldn't see any hope, the god suddenly said that there must be light, and then illuminated his whole world.Ah...those lake green eyes...she is so beautiful...but why are she full of tears...?One drop, two drops, fell on his forehead, with intoxicating warmth.

Happiness is like cotton, even if you touch it carefully, it will be hurt because it is too good.

"It's just a dream." With a heartbreaking smile, she stretched out her hand to cover his eyes that were stung by the light, and the world fell into a comfortable darkness. "The nightmare will always pass, Claude."

The sound stopped abruptly, leaving only a dead silence in the space.The hand began to tremble, and more liquid dripped on his body, gradually bleeding profusely.She didn't make a sound, just breathed, puff-puff-puff.When Sephiroth pulled out the authentic without mercy, she fell backwards exhausted, with a large blood-red flower blooming on her chest, which withered and withered in a blink of an eye.

"Ah—" the wailing was fragmented, and finally turned into a hellish scream, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Sephiroth loved the sound of despair.

The weeping eyes, trembling lips, and such a blinding flash of hatred made him uncontrollably excited.He held up the boy's face, and kissed it passionately; his lips and tongues met, wantonly stirring the soft tongue and palate, blood mixed with black filth spilled out when they separated.

It wasn't enough at all, the light touch fueled more desire, he grabbed the blond hair tightly, forced the teenager to tilt his head back, and bit his throat delicately and tortured.When the taste came to the chest, the excessively rough sucking made the teenager shiver and resist, but it only made Sephiroth more pleasure.He held Claude by the back of his neck and pressed him to the ground, his cheek was tightly pressed against a pool of blood, which was Alice's blood, and the boy who realized this struggled.

"She's looking at you." He whispered maliciously in his ear.

Then, unprepared, Sephiroth entered his body.

"Well--!"

The extreme pain made the boy's eyes widen in a daze, his screams were strangled in his throat, and he convulsed unbearably.Don't give him a break, Safi