[FF7][SC] Star Flower

It was an instinctive, physical disgust.

Sephiroth stopped in his tracks and looked back at the underground research institute. There were some changes that he didn't foresee.Claude?What else can he do?With a playful attitude, Sephiroth walked back unhurriedly.The underground special forces watched him cautiously, not understanding why the general had gone and returned; this also meant that the change Sephiroth felt hadn't been noticed.interesting.

He returned to the laboratory, and Alice was lying there, her long hair scattered, making her look more like a beautiful doll.Not intending to pay more attention, Sephiroth stared at the drag marks on the ground, followed quickly, and walked to the end of the laboratory.He hadn't noticed that there was another door here.When he wanted to go in, a translucent virtual projection blocked him.

Lucrezia.

Sephiroth crushed him like a child crushing an ant, without even causing a wave.Lucrezia stood in a daze, and suddenly flashed in front of him again, the light particles scattered again, and flashed again... She was eager to say something, but when she saw Sephiroth's impatient indifference, she didn't know how to speak .

"Sephiroth..."

"Jenova is more of a mother than you." Sephiroth didn't want to hear her silly tricks.He's not good at building relationships, but he knows how to destroy them quickly. "She gave me the strength to survive, and you? What else but the womb?"

"I..." The voice changed, mixed with helpless whimpers, "I...I'm sorry..." She backed away a little, slowly becoming transparent, "But I want you to know...I love you."

"Love?"

The word stopped Sephiroth in his tracks.

Now he has a mother, maybe two.Why is this fact so amusing?When he needed his mother, what he longed for was protection, consolation, salvation, and hope; when he grew up enough to protect himself, he was only left with curiosity and exploration, the emotions that made him tremble for a moment.But now, as she said, he had it and was loved... Does it matter?

He's a little disappointed, just a little bit.He had almost forgotten about it.

"I don't know if you've misunderstood something, ma'am." He didn't believe in words, nor in actions.He doesn't believe in anything. "But you can go away with your cheap love."

The small victory did not comfort Sephiroth.He stood for a while, making sure that the obstructing thing had disappeared, and this place belonged to him again, before taking another step.When he stepped into the secret room and saw the scene clearly, an indescribable tremor climbed up the back of his neck, pinning him in place and unable to move.

too disgusting.

He had faced countless monsters in the laboratory, and of course, thinking about it now, he was not much better; but he knew that they were just nucleic acids and proteins, and regardless of their appearance, they were essentially the same as all living things.But this one in front of me—how should I call it?sarcoma? —if it was just a sarcoma, it would be nothing; but it was twisted with sparse hair, scattered teeth, and misshapen bones and internal organs occasionally protruding from the surface.It looked like... like a person who had been roughly torn apart and thrown back together in such a disgustingly shocking way.

Sephiroth approached it, and found that there were pinches of gold in between the silver hair.He took a step back and looked around. The laboratory was empty, without any sign of life.So, that's it, he accepts it.Silently touching the wriggling meat ball, it was slimy, warm, and moist; Sephiroth laughed inexplicably.

He knew what had happened, and it was strangely satisfying.

"It's what you wish for, isn't it? To be a monster like me, so disgusting, so ugly...it's perfect, isn't it?"

Sudden accident.

The black mist enveloped the entire laboratory like a swirl, so thick that it almost dripped ink.Sephiroth stepped back a little, and for some reason, he didn't immediately attack or disperse the weird mist; he just watched quietly, and even looked forward to Cloud's return from the shadows, roaring to revenge on him .

A strong sense of disgust churned in his heart, and the uncontrollable uneasiness slowly melted away.

upset, he?

The sarcoid throbbed like a heartbeat, thump, thump.Until a certain moment, the blood burst out of the body, stretching wantonly and frantically!The crystal-clear white bones are growing, so fast that the symphony of continuous breaking and regeneration can be heard; muscles and blood vessels are quickly attached to them, and shiny black feathers are swaying and emerging, and finally densely intertwined into jet-black wings.

The outer cyst withered at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into a puddle of foul-smelling pus, and the bare feet stepped on it, but there was no trace of filth.Like the murals painted in the church in the dark age, wrapped in wings, the white and shiny body is looming, the beautiful silver hair exudes a faint glow, and the divinity flows in the half-closed eyes.The muscles trembled and tensed slightly, as if a god walked in the human world with a physical body for the first time. When he began to breathe, even the breath was so sacred and inviolable.

Everything happened in the silent silence, Sephiroth couldn't make a sound, his heart sank, as if a hole had been broken, and something flowed out of it forever.He didn't know what it felt like, unprecedented, indescribable, just... just unbearable.

The sleeping god opened his eyes, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, and met Sephiroth's gaze.

The grace of the gods, the glory of glory.

He is another Sephiroth.

"This is really... unique."

The one-winged angel walked towards Sephiroth, step by step, the filthy waters of the Red Sea parted to make way for him.The black horniness gradually came out, wrapped around that overly masculine and perfect body, fused and grown into a coat that was exactly the same as Sephiroth's, making each other look like another self.Sephiroth's heart was beating violently, because of the sudden pressure on his body, he unconsciously clenched Zhengzong tightly.

The air is compressed to the extreme point, and time and space are stretched in a distorted way——and then explode sharply!

The violent air blast crashed into the wall, and the fragile steel rolled like cloth strips amid terrifying screams, twisting into blooming steel flowers.Sephiroth could hardly feel that he was holding Masamune's hands, the tiger's mouth torn apart by the huge impact sprayed blood, dripping and splashing on the ground.They were confronting each other, the broken lights scattered sparsely, and the winged angel looked at his young face, curling the corners of his mouth coldly, as if showing disdain.

Sephiroth was all too familiar with this expression.

"what are you!"

A stagger separated, and Sephiroth resumed his defensive posture.defense.The hand holding the knife is still trembling, and has not yet recovered from the shock, but what is even more unrecoverable is the shocking heart.He stared at the calm angel, who was steadily holding the other authentic, the dazzling blue light burning in his eyes, like a vengeful fallen angel coming from hell, trying to burn the whole world up.

"You can't be more clear, aren't you?" With a half-smile, "Another me."

"Where's Claude?"

"He belongs to me." The one-winged angel caressed his chest, his eyes were gentle and affectionate.He looked at Sephiroth again, whether it was admiration or sarcasm, "I should thank you. But why? I have tried countless times, why is it you in the end?" - what do you mean?Sephiroth undertook another violent assault, and shot backwards, penetrating layers of curtain walls. "Why are you the one who knows nothing about everything?"

At least...the other party didn't look so easy...Sephiroth spat out a mouthful of blood, his mouth full of fishy smell.His lungs were injured in the impact, but his body was getting used to the fast, aggressive rhythm of the fight.Zhengzong blocked the incoming slash with precision, and quickly retreated after a slant to unload his force, widening the distance between the two.

They have come to the outskirts without any support.The special forces of the underground legion were dominated, standing like puppets with disconnected strings, witnessing the battle strangely.

Combat is awkward for both sides, and left-handed enemies are rare in life; but the speed of adaptation is faster, and in the blink of an eye, the background is blurred into a phantom in the peripheral vision.They are too familiar with each other, authentic collided with authentic, and sparked a large dazzling spark when they staggered obliquely; the silver light flashed, and the two wild knives cut a perfectly symmetrical fan, and then collided at a more tricky angle!

The gravel under his feet was splashed by the momentum.Another twisted confrontation, the two sides locked in a deadlock.Sephiroth gritted his teeth, "Where is Cloud?"

"I don't remember ever being as embarrassed as you, like a child who has been robbed of candy, only crying cowardly and helplessly."

The one-winged angel bounced backwards with its strength, jumped up the building lightly, and twirled and moved to a high place.Sephiroth chased after him. "Do you need me to give you some compensation?—your favorite despair?" Tons of stalactites crashed down, and the underground special forces who avoided avoiding them were crushed into mud by the tide of the boulders.The mighty sound echoed and magnified continuously in the empty cavern, leaving only the aftertaste of smoke and humming for a while.

A ray of light——!

Sephiroth pierced through the heavy smoke, Zhengzong suddenly picked out from the bottom up, and the attack line was cut off again as expected.The one-winged angel retreated deliberately and walked around, like a cat playing with a mouse, just waiting for the moment when it gets tired of playing and eating.

"I know what you're thinking. I know you better than anyone else in this world." He said to himself, pitying Sephiroth's anger, turning into sharp mockery. "That's why you make me sick. Now that you've decided to give up everything, why don't you be more straightforward? What pointless things are you still clinging to?"

"That's all?" Sephiroth parried the blow to the neck, and Sephiroth fell quickly together with the opponent, occasionally landing among the falling rubble. "Indulging in false illusions, dare not face me in person, Claude!"

"...False?" There was another chuckle, "Is that what you think?"

Once again, the swords met, and the angel suddenly stretched its huge wings to borrow strength, and the black feathers fluttered one after another.That piece of wing is not a mere appendage!Sephiroth felt an irresistible repulsion, and made a mistake and vacated for half a second.A deadly half second.The point of the knife pierced his shoulder, flung it before he could strike back, and sank heavily into the rock wall, raining blood all the way.Just as he was about to raise his hand to pursue, he followed closely behind, the silver light dazzled, the extremely fast eight knives were compressed in an instant, and suddenly a cloud of fluffy blood mist exploded!

Blood water slowly flowed down the rock wall.

Sephiroth gasped in embarrassment, foamy blood choked in his throat.He managed to avoid the vital point in that berserk offensive, but he was inevitably hit hard. Everywhere was in burning pain, and his eyes were dark.But he raised his head, unprecedented unwillingness to stir in his eyes.He can fail...he has failed...but that person can't be himself!

"Do you feel the reality of this pain?" Sephiroth was about to wave his authentic hand when his boots hit him, but the other party did not forget that weapons of the same length were a threat to both sides, "Don't be unwilling, you can defeat Sephiroth only Sephiroth herself, and to you it is also an honor."

"Who... are you...?"

"Don't you know Jenova's mimicry ability? This is the most trusted existence of Claude and the only salvation in despair, so he chose Sephiroth." With an evil smile, when Sephiroth couldn't believe it When he opened his eyes wide, he suddenly shrugged again, "Just kidding, I am me. That is a very long story... But I have no obligation to explain it to you."

"You just have to die with the fact that Cloud is my puppet, and when he looks at you, he's just looking at my shadow. I can manipulate him, stab him, tear him apart...I can treat him Do whatever I want - but that shepherd's authority is not yours, never."

Zhengzheng reached Sephiroth's neck, penetrating bit by bit——

"You killed her?" Turning his head in surprise, the point of the knife also left, "I have to say that you did a good job and deserve praise. But it's a bad habit not to make up the knife."

The one-winged angel dropped Sephiroth, as if thinking that he was an insignificant person, or that a dying ancient species was far more threatening than Sephiroth.He stared at the flower of death quietly blooming in the gravel, bent down, and touched his cold cheek with infinite love.Masamune was slowly inserted into her chest, again, overlapping the original wound.

The boundless mist overflowed and dispersed, and the frost condensed on her soft and beautiful eyebrows until they were covered by a piece of silver.The one-winged angel let go of Zhengzong, letting it rest on the chest of the ancient species.

Then, as if forgetting the existence of Sephiroth, he raised his wings.

"What are you going to—" Sephiroth fell from the rock wall and hit the ground heavily.He stood up quickly, Zhengzong supported his body, which was precarious, but the wound was recovering quickly.

"Can't you hear?" The winged angel stretched out his hand upwards, the energy condensed in the palm, and a dazzling light burst out, and then the world melted into a piece of pure white.When the darkness returned to the field of vision, the clear sky shines through the huge void, and the winged angel stands in it, like a holy god. "The stars are calling. This planet is just a small grain of sand among countless stars, insignificant and meaningless. Only in the quiet darkness of the universe can there be eternal existence." As if thinking of something interesting, his light With a chuckle, "I want to take the planet as a boat and sail towards the eternal darkness. That will be a journey that only belongs to us and has no end, and we will never be separated again."

"What about Claude?"

The corners of the slightly raised mouth slowly pressed down.

The one-winged angel stared at Sephiroth's face again.It was a bloody, embarrassed face, slightly younger than himself, and even a little childish in his opinion.Disgusted.But such Sephiroth conquered Cloud, his Cloud, made him despair, broke him.Why is it him?

"Do you know why you failed?" He raised his eyebrows arrogantly, "I am Sephiroth, the outflow of divinity, but you are only human. You are suffering, you are angry, you hate, and there is even confusion in your eyes, You're as weak as a human being; that's why you can only ever look up to me and watch me take everything away."

"What will happen to Claude!"

"That's up to you, Sephiroth." With a flutter of wings, the angel rose to the bright sky, and his voice echoed in the empty cave, "Give up more, and come and witness for yourself."

And Sephiroth stayed in hell.

When Angel arrived at the battlefield, he was deeply shocked by the scene in front of him: Sephiroth was hanging from the apex of Midgar, with black wings stretched out, a storm was born in response to his call, and the ominous darkness quickly enveloped the huge The city stretches all the way to the distant sky.When he was about to take further action, he suddenly felt an indescribable pressure, forcing him almost unable to move.When he turned his head, he found the special forces soldiers standing there strangely, their narrow pupils staring at the sky in awe.

"Sephiroth!" He gritted his teeth and squeezed out a few syllables, his knees were almost trembling and he was about to kneel.The internal organs were twisted while being squeezed, and countless voices were whispering in his brain, which made him almost nauseous. "What did you do, Sephiroth!"

"that's not me."

The cold voice is like a basin of ice water, enlightening and penetrating the heart.Angel shivered, and found that Sephiroth was standing beside him. He didn't have any strange wings, but his whole body was in tatters. His beautiful silver hair was soaked in blood and tied in knots, making it very dim.For a moment, Angel felt that Sephiroth looked different from usual, if he couldn't tell, he was even stranger.But compared to the one above, it's a bigger problem... I don't know if it's an illusion, but since Sephiroth appeared here, the pressure that has been pressing on Angel's shoulders has eased a lot.

"What is he? Can make you look like this?" Angel asked.

Sephiroth was silent.

"Why does he look exactly like you?" Angel asked again.

"So," Angel asked him almost desperately, the pain since the confrontation with Jillian surged out, and he could no longer force himself to be calm, "he is an experiment like us... right?" It's like pleading Sephiroth gave him a negative answer, but the hero of Shinra, the pearl in the crown, just looked at him indifferently, neither affirming nor denying. "You all know? Only I was kept in the dark...?"

This was more difficult for him to accept than the fact itself.

"Are we going to be like that too? He, and they—" Angel pointed at the motionless puppets.Just a few minutes ago, they were real people, subordinates, companions, and friends. "Soon to be the same monster?"

Sephiroth shook his head.

What does it mean to shake your head?Is it that hard to speak clearly?Angel was about to collapse, he didn't want to think about anything, he didn't want to do anything, and he would go crazy if he continued to think about it.He just wanted to escape from here immediately, no matter where he fled, as long as he didn't face anything he was familiar with.

But he lowered his head and saw that the city was engulfed in flames by the impact just now.The fire was really big, bright gold and thick smoke billowed together, he seemed to hear countless tragic wailing, and resentful souls were hovering in the sky of Midgar.Was he going to turn a blind eye to what was happening before his eyes?When Claude came home and found that everything no longer existed, what expression would he have?

"What are you still standing here for, hero?" Angel smiled miserably, and rushed forward first.

"Angel, he is—!" The voice of restraint was far behind.

The straight sword easily pierced the one-winged angel's chest, and the two fell heavily on the top of the Shinra Building, causing a huge dent in the impact.It went smoothly beyond expectation, Angel thought, maybe Sephiroth had already consumed too much physical strength of this thing just now.It's a pity that I can't fight to the death here.

He let go of the hand holding the sword, propped up his body, and froze.

Then visibly trembling violently.

The blond child looked at him in disbelief, grabbed Angel's collar, desperately.He opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but large swathes of blood gushed out, and his green eyes were filled with pain.Angel was at a loss and wanted to draw the sword, but was surprised that he couldn't do so, so he could only try to cover the bleeding wound in panic and fear, trying to stop the flow of life under his hands.

"Why... Angel... why..."

Tears stung Angel.He made him cry?He gave him to...?

God - Sephiroth means - is -

He is Claude.

There was a huge pull on the back.When he came back to his senses, Angel had been dragged away from the building by Sephiroth and landed on the building next to him.He wanted to go back, but Sephiroth pinned him down on the ground, his veins bulging and his eyes tearing open. "Let go! Sephiroth! Did you already know!!!"

"Look clearly!" Sephiroth slammed his head on the ground, and then slowly let go.

Blood flowed into the eyes, and the vision was red.Angel grunted and struggled, Sephiroth was locked too tightly, giving him no chance to break free.But gradually, he stopped moving.Because Claude grabbed the straight sword, the straight sword nailed to the ground, and pulled it out from his chest with extreme ease.Blood spurted high at once, but soon, the wound healed almost immediately, leaving only a narrow tear on the soldier's uniform.

"He's not...he's not..." He was ecstatic, but there was an unconcealable fear in his joy, "Sephiroth, he's not Cloud, he's just a monster, right? Tell me he's not?"

"..."

"Sephiroth!"

Sephiroth averted his gaze.Angel laughed out loud, it was ridiculous, and he didn't know why.Perhaps because he had only seen it in his life, the hero Sephiroth flinched, which is a strange thing.Then he couldn't laugh anymore, he didn't know whether it was anger or pain, all emotions were messed up and he couldn't tell the difference.

"Angel," Claude was smiling at them, the straight sword was burned by a burst of blue flame; the flame faded and turned into a strange big sword.He swung his big sword at him showing off, like a child waiting for praise, "I can pick up the sword of destruction." He looked at him carefully again, for fear of doing something wrong, "You will be proud of me, yes ?"

"I—" Angel's vision blurred, "I—" those wild thoughts about war, the self-questioning that tormented his conscience again and again, suddenly became reality.He knew that people like them didn't have a good death, and there would be retribution one day, and he should accept it with joy.But not like this.Not in this way.Before he knew it... what happened to his child... what became...?

Bringing him into the army, the embrace of the Northern Territory, the establishment of a new home in Midgar, the promise of saying goodbye to his mother... and the beginning of everything that has not yet begun, stared at by those eyes full of hope.Is everything all wrong in the end?

"Is it because I didn't work hard enough?" Claude soared into the air, and Angel stared at him blankly, motionless.

"Don't be in a daze!"

Claude's innocent smile became joyful and distorted across Sephiroth, who resisted the impact of the giant sword. "Do you want to see more, Angel?"

The second sword detached from the greatsword, and stabbed silently and swiftly at Sephiroth's chest; Masamune leaned at an incredible angle, parrying the deadly sneak attack.But it was just a feint.The moment the rapier was released from his hand, the third side knife popped out, caught it in mid-air, and then swiped towards the exposed neck like a cloud and flowing water——

The Destruction Sword stood vertically between the blade and Sephiroth, firmly protecting the fragile vitals.Taking advantage of the situation, Sephiroth threw Claude out, watched him turn around warily, stabilized his figure in the air again, and looked down at them condescendingly.

The sword of destruction hangs down heavily.Was it this heavy before?It's almost impossible to hold it.

"You promised to be by my side forever." Claude bewitched softly, his dark wings fluttering behind him, "As long as I need...you will always...always..." He stretched out his hand to Angel, Full of expectations.His hopeful eyes are so soft and beautiful, just like the boy wiped away his tears and opened his heart to him many years ago. "If you lose the meaning of life, live for me; stop thinking about those painful things, and stay with me forever."

Angel flinched. "It's too late to stop now, Claude. Come back to me."

A trace of pain flashed across, fleeting, "Among this evil planet and me, did you choose the planet?"

"You think between Genesis and you, I will definitely choose Genesis, don't you?" 』

"I will always choose the right."

"You will choose the righteous one. 』

"Does justice mean giving up on me?"

"Don't give up on me, please. 』

"Claude." Angel raised his sword.The hand holding the sword was steady, and he had already made up his mind; the opposite was the man's expression, his resolute face was covered with despair, he must have died before killing Claude. "Forgive me...Please forgive me...I can't help..."

"I just... can't make you choose. 』

"...You really are a boring man."

The wings wrapped around him, and when they stretched out again, only Sephiroth remained.That immature gesture was pointless if Angel could not be swayed.This somewhat relieved Angel, but the pain in his heart did not lessen by half.Gaia, he still hopes it's just a nightmare; when he wakes up, it's all the same.

"Sephiroth, help me." He didn't want to worry about other things.The mother's deceit, Shinra's betrayal, the strangeness of his companions, and the anger and despair at his subverted life are all no longer important.There is only one thing, he must do it, not allowing any possibility of failure. "I don't know what you are shaking, but now, I want to take Claude back."

The one-winged angel narrowed his eyes mockingly, and swung his sword casually, a cross crack opened on the top of the Shinra Building.There was a loud noise, and the building poured down like a waterfall, rushing towards them with the momentum of thunder!The small figure was instantly submerged by the rushing torrent, but it unstoppably went upstream, facing the symbol of terror and despair.

The Destruction Sword and the Authentic Sword were blocked by the two separate swords at the same time, and the corner of the opponent's mouth opened a dangerous arc, and suddenly gathered his wings and fell straight down.They fell together, faster and faster under the pull of gravity, the howling wind tore apart the body, the sky was pulled into a swaying afterimage, and disappeared from the field of vision extremely quickly.

The exchange of weapons is endless, and the dazzling arcs of light flicker continuously.Too fast, too fast, the eyes can't even keep up with the body's reflexive movements, and even the room for breathing is deprived.Angel clenched his teeth, his throat tightened, and it looked like he was trying to resist rather than attack.Under the pincer attack of him and Sephiroth, the opponent didn't have a single flaw in the variation and switching of weapons, one long and one short, and even handled it with ease.

Claude, Claude.Angel only thought about this, and suddenly burst into a frenzy of strength.

With a heavy blow, the balance between the three was instantly destroyed.Zhengzong took advantage of the opportunity to get stuck in the mechanism of the great sword, and locked the enemy's left hand together; while Angel flicked away the straight sword of the opponent's right hand, and slashed down——

Green eyes watched him.Evil, brutal, insane.

How strange.It's obviously not Claude's appearance, and there is obviously no similarity, but Angel still found his trace deep in those eyes.

The destruction sword slashed down obliquely, and the jet-black wings separated from the body in the splashing hot blood, and the three of them smashed heavily into the ground with a force that almost penetrated the disk.No living thing could survive such an impact unscathed, but in the end, it was the wingless angel who rose to his feet.The straight sword pierced Angel's chest, and the dark blood slowly swam away; when the fallen angel pulled out the sword, Angel staggered a step, knelt down at his feet, and looked up at him hopelessly, as if he wanted to put this face to death in the end. , These eyes are engraved in my mind, and I die with them.

"I gave you a chance, Angel." The man said to him softly, and then squeezed his throat, "but now, give me back my cells."

Angel's eyes were moist.

So this is ah.

No matter what he turns into, whether he is righteous or evil, human or monster; in Angel's eyes, Claude will always be... the little boy he holds in his palm.

"This is human beings." Leaving aside the commando who was not moving, the silver-haired demon stared at Sephiroth again, "Inferior, impulsive, weak, addicted to unrealistic delusions, and always making the same mistakes. This is what you can't do." The part you gave up is also the reason why you are about to disappear."

The wind rushed into the meeting room, and the voting papers flew out in a whirl, flying in the sky full of storms.

They gradually regained their composure from the chaos, although they were still puzzled when they looked at each other.The entire side of the outer wall disappeared, and the Shinra Building seemed to be cut obliquely. With their floor as the interval, the upper part fell into the abyss completely.But their condition was not safe, the floor was tilted to one side due to the failure of the load-bearing wall, the table and chairs were slowly sliding to the edge, and the concrete was pulled to expose the steel inside.There was some blood on the ground, but luckily no one was seriously injured.

"F-what happened!" Heitinga screamed, "Terrorist attack! This is a terrorist attack! What did Sephiroth do!" The shrill pig squealing made everyone feel irritated, but the question itself was worth it. focus on.

"Hush——" Hojo stopped him softly, "Sephiroth? Isn't he right there?" He moved to the edge of the building nonchalantly, nearly falling, but he didn't care about the danger at all.The ninetieth floor, nothing can be seen down from this height, but Hojo's sight seems to have penetrated layers of fog, frantically wedged in the battle on the surface. "He's fighting, then evolving."

"Where is the rescue?" Ignoring the lunatic, the president lay on the ground with an ugly face; with his size, lying on his stomach is far safer than standing. "Call the helicopter over here!"

"The wind is too strong, the helicopter can't hover." Lazard tried to contact security and logistics by radio, but there was only a noisy electrical sound; the dedicated channel for special forces did not respond.He looked at the twisted door again.For safety reasons, the design of these layers is impossible for ordinary people to break through, not to mention that everyone present is disarmed.

Rhodes tried several times, and finally he, the only one with fighting ability, gave up. "Maybe we can try to jump to the next floor." This suggestion is a bit malicious, since none of the people present are very good athletes. "If we are lucky, half of them will survive."

"Liff, call the engineering team." Regardless of Tux's Ming Dynasty's sarcasm, the president ordered in a deep voice, "Fire trucks, hanging towers... Whatever you have, call them here!"

Leaf is trying to help Scarlet to his feet, who sprained his foot in a sudden accident and kicks off his high heels angrily.Hearing this, he subconsciously explained: "The Shinra Building is too high, and there are no ladders or hanging towers that can reach this height. And they should be devastated by now, and there are too many citizens who need help."

"You mean—my life is less important than those pigs?"

"No...I mean...they're a lot..."

"There are a lot of ants, will you not step on them because of this?" Balino asked, sarcastically, "I didn't know you were so sentimental, and you can't tell the priority at this time!"

"They're not ants, they're people, sir."

"And people are born unequal, and some people are always more important than others!"

Liv was taken aback.Balino never talked to him like this, even though they knew each other well about these things, at least they were peaceful on the surface.The president is a smart person, much smarter than ordinary people, he knows how to use talents, and tolerates some "heretics" when appropriate.What made him tear up his face and be so desperate?Leaf takes a second look at his boss, a potbellied, hedonistic, sensual, middle-aged man who is a bit greasy but generally awe-inspiring.No... no... he's afraid...?

Shinra, fear?

When faced with the threat of death, will he feel the same fear as ordinary people?Worse than ordinary people, because he has too much, and losing it is all the more terrible.He is no different from the humans he despises.This fact shook Leve so profoundly that the human rights issues that had been tormenting him seemed irrelevant.

Shinra is just a human being, a human being who thinks he is a god.This new awareness changed Leaf's perspective, and he began to see everything, everything he had done over the years, in a very different light.

"What are you still doing? Find out who you work for?"

All along, he made a small mistake.

"I made a mistake." Liv could almost feel the tremor in his voice, did he really say that? "A low-level typo." Why had he been blind to it? "I chose Rufas, not abstained."

Shinra didn't seem to understand, and looked at Liv in a daze. "What did you say?"

"It's three to three now."

"You think clearly. I have always valued you."

"I'm calling for a new vote."

Rufas looked up in surprise.Liv walked up to him cautiously, without looking at him, but said softly: "You are so naive, almost ridiculously naive, I must be crazy. But Rufas, if, just if, maybe there is only a one-in-a-million possibility , but in case you succeed—please remember how you feel now. Your fear, your joy, your purpose of standing here, the childish and innocent attachment of a kid to his mother. This world