[FF7][SC] Star Flower

"A mother sat next to her child, very anxious, because she was afraid that her child would die. His cheeks were pale, his eyes were closed, and every breath was extremely difficult, like a sigh. The mother looked at her little child, sad and fear welling up in my heart..."

I coughed, and my chest ached.Angel paused for a while, then turned to the next page of the book and continued to read slowly.His mouth is a little dry, and the power supply is unstable. The summer heat without air conditioning makes him almost stink.But he didn't want to stop, even if he accidentally read such a story; once he stopped, the terrible silence followed, reminding him how cruel reality is.

The oven dinged.

Angel glanced at the kitchen and put down the picture book.He touched the child sleeping in his arms, slowly supported him to lie down, put his calf on the sofa along his knees, put a pillow on it, and finally stuffed an oversized chocobo doll in his arms.After finishing these, he smiled, bent down, and gently kissed the boy's blond hair.

"Did you see Shinigami walking over with my child in his arms? 』

"I see. ’ said Thorn, ‘but I don’t want to tell you.Unless you hug me to your chest to warm you up.It's so cold here that I'm almost frozen and I'm freezing to death. 』

So she hugged the thorn into her bosom, so hard that the thorn pierced into her chest, warm blood flowed out, and fell on the thorn drop by drop.In the cold night, the thorns grow green leaves and bloom little flowers, because the mother's sad heart is so warm.So the thornbush told her where death had gone.

The bread was a bit burnt.

It took a while to restore the power supply, and the eggs, vegetables and fruits in the refrigerator had already gone rancid, but the flour and dry yeast were still in good condition.Angel experimented with oil and salt water and dough, then dug out the apple pie Gillian had sent him; the unopened bags were all intact because they were vacuum-packed.He unpacked them, poured the apple filling into a bowl, seasoned it again with sugar, wrapped it in dough, and put it in the oven.

The overly sweet taste melted into the air, he tore off a small flap, stuffed it into his mouth, and the bitterness melted away.

Too much sugar.He just wanted it to be a little sweeter.

"You can't make it. ’ Lake said, ‘but maybe we can make a deal.I love beautiful pearls, but your eyes are better than all them; if you could cry them out to me, I'd carry you to the other side.There is a garden of death, every tree and every flower is a person's life. 』

"As long as you can find my child, I will give you everything. ’ The mother began to cry, and kept on crying.Her eyes sank into the depths of the lake and became the two brightest pearls.

Move the bread to the end table with the tray.Light colored candles and stick them around.

Fifteen in a circle.

Realizing this fact, Angel finally crushed the candle in his hand unbearably. Viscous blood gushed out from between his fingers, dripped on the glass, and slowly melted away.He was so alone and independent, until the candle flickered suddenly, exploded a small spark, and then returned to silence.He came back to himself, remembering that he no longer had that monster recovery speed; even his eyes had turned back to the original simple blue.Angel casually pushed the fragments away from his palm, grabbed the corner of his clothes and squeezed it hard for a while, and the bleeding stopped like this.

"Death hasn't come yet. ’ said the white-haired old woman, who was watering Death’s garden, ‘how did you find it?Who helped you? 』

"Benevolent gods. ’ She replied, ‘Where is my child?can you help me?I am willing to do anything. 』

"I don't need you to do anything. ’ said the old woman, ‘but I like your long black hair very much, it is very beautiful.In exchange, you can take my gray hair, better than nothing. 』

So my mother took off her black hair and replaced it with gray hair.They walked into the garden of death, and the mother bent down, listening to the heartbeat of the buds one by one.

"ah! ’ She was crying and laughing, holding the wilting lilies in her arms.

Claude slowly opened his eyes, green eyes staring blankly at this completely strange world, like glass beads, without blinking.

Angel held his breath, watching this cruel miracle with broken heart.He really, really hoped that Claude would die and stop existing in the world in such a deformed posture; but he walked up to him uncontrollably, responding to his perhaps meaningless change with anticipation, and then Like many years ago, hug him and shield him from the hurt of the whole world with your arms.

"Although it's not your birthday, I missed it for the first time. Shall I make it up for you?" Angel gently combed his blond hair, scratching his little furry head over and over again, "You have the same things that others have." Can not be less."

In the end, he couldn't hold it back, tears streaming down his face, helplessly scratching his forehead hair, almost out of breath.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't find anything." At a loss, I hugged him tightly again, raised my head, gritted my teeth, and suppressed sobs filled their small home, "But why...don't you know anything?" Say...?" The heartbroken man burst into tears, he blamed and resented, "I am nothing to you, am I? If you care about me a little bit, why do you always make my heart hurt so much... ?”

"Bringing you to Midgar was the biggest mistake of my life. How I wish I didn't have that damn mission, didn't find you, didn't fish you out, didn't have a twitch to give you a happy life. You don't need it, No need for anything, I'm the one who meddles."

"I always have to worry about you and worry about you. Every day I worry about whether you will be hurt where I can't see, whether I will keep my words in my heart and not say it, and whether everything I do will bring you too much. Is the great pressure just my own wishful thinking? Do you know how troublesome and difficult I am, I have broken my heart all my life."

"It's also the first time for me to try the role of a father. I don't know many things, and I can't do well. But I'm also learning how to get along with you, how to adapt to the sudden extra person, and how to balance you and Jenny The relationship between Sith, how can you grow up healthy and happy..."

He finally burst into tears, tears and snot making a lump, sticking to his face ridiculously.All he tasted in his mouth was a salty and bitter taste, and his eyes were blurred, only endless pain and despair.

"But what I can't bear the most is...why have I paid so much...so much...but you haven't gotten happiness...?"

Then the mother looked into the well and felt great pleasure.A child is doted on by the world, surrounded by endless joy and happiness.But she saw another child, surrounded only by sorrow, poverty, and fear.

"Which one is the future of my child?" ’ asked the mother.

"Both are. ’ said the Grim Reaper.

The mother cried out in horror, "I can't take it... I can't take it... Please save him!"Take my child from misery!Take it from me!Please forget my tears, my prayers, and the stupid things I've said!Take him to heaven without pain! 』

So Death took the flower.

Angel let go of his firm embrace, allowing Claude to fall weakly on the sofa.He looked at Claude who was still unresponsive, knowing that it was a meaningless shell.He was trembling, but firmly grabbed his neck, and tightened his hands tightly.He wasn't trying to strangle him because he didn't even need to breathe.But Angel was a seasoned warrior, and he knew how to wring a man's head off, easily.

"I'm sorry...I'm not complaining...I didn't mean that...I never felt you were a burden..." Tears dripped on Claude's cheeks, and slowly slid down again, "I love you, love you so much I love you very much, and I may even never have the courage to love another child, but loving you is enough in itself."

As much pain as Claude brought him, so much happiness.Happiness is the glue that can glue the broken hearts together piece by piece, as if they were intact.

"Thank you for coming to me."

But I still want to watch you grow up...

"Thank you for staying with me for so long."

I really, really want to see you realize your dreams with my own eyes.It doesn't need to be so great, it doesn't need to be so lofty, it doesn't matter if you are selfish, it's fine to be a despicable person... But even if it's like this, isn't it okay...?

"Sweet dreams, Claude."

I obviously just want to watch you... be happy.

Angel roared in collapse, like a wild beast, the uncontrollable roar penetrated the gatehouse, causing everyone who heard it to tremble.Sephiroth, who had just turned into the corridor, was taken aback for a moment, even tripped, then rushed over like crazy, and slammed into the reinforced door fiercely.Once, twice, he forcefully smashed the door into shape with his body, and then kicked it open.

He approached them cautiously and in disbelief, and when he found out what Angel was doing, he was suffocated and almost stopped breathing; but suddenly, Claude raised his hand and lightly touched Angel's cheek, black Tears welled up from his cloudy eyes.

Angel let go of his hand in a daze, and suddenly jumped up like an electric shock, and even stepped on the sofa ridiculously and fell down, making a muffled bang.

Sephiroth ignored him and stepped forward to confirm Claude's condition.There were marks on his neck, but that was all. His Claude was still there, and he could still do something.The joy of being lost and found filled his chest, Sephiroth gently wiped away his tears, held him in his arms again, and then left this gentle and deadly death trap without looking back.

"It's all right," he told him reassuringly, perhaps to himself, "we're going home."

When Vincent came to clean up the mess, Angel was still sitting on the ground blankly.

He surveyed the room, and it was much better than he had imagined.Sephiroth and Angel, neither of them went crazy, unexpectedly.He thought there was going to be a bad fight.Then he bent down to look at Angel, the special soldier's tears had dried up, he lost all meaning of existence, and he aged rapidly in the next blink.

Vincent sat down beside Angel.

"I'm sorry." Angel trembled, as if he had finally come to life instead of a statue, "I can't...I can't..." He felt ashamed of his selfishness, but he couldn't help it, "I I really... don't want to give up on him..."

"Me too." After a long time, Vincent said softly.

It was a strong, almost disgusting fragrance.

When he realized it, Sephiroth was already a little dizzy from the smoke.He had to get out of bed, open all the windows and the ventilation system, and it took a while for the smell to wear off.He knew that it was Claude's smell, and it became more and more fragrant as time passed, but he didn't have any desire to delve into it.

Sunlight fell on the edge of the bed through the window, lightly bathing half of the arm.Sephiroth sat down on the side of the bed again, lightly stroked his bandage-covered fingers, then held the not-so-strong hand, leaned over, and gently stroked it with his lips.This process didn't last long, and soon he put his hand back, sorted out the hair of Claude who was sleeping, and then left the room and entered the living room.

He really didn't want to leave for a second, an ominous and urgent premonition oppressed him, maybe the next moment Claude would disappear where he couldn't see.But he couldn't concentrate around Claude, he couldn't read a word of all the research materials, and chaotic pictures kept flashing in his mind-every step that he could have saved, as long as he pays a little attention, he can go to the next step. Very different endings.He always thought about it over and over again uncontrollably, immersed in meaningless delusions, until his mood calmed down a little.

Another time-wasting memory.He withdrew from his thoughts and forced himself to focus on the terminal screen, flipping through the records left by Hojo.Most of them are cell experiments relying on cloned samples, but in the end, a few understated quality reductions and psychological destruction——

Sephiroth rushed to the toilet, vomiting violently.

His stomach was convulsing and burning, and all the cells in his body screamed and fled. Thinking about what Claude had experienced, even thinking was torture.He remembered again when Cloud fell on top of him, almost weightless, as if he didn't exist.He pressed the flush button and stared at the water in the sink unconsciously, not knowing what he was thinking.

Until the sound of the TV cut off the dead silence abruptly.

Sephiroth raised his head and looked in the direction of the room in disbelief.His heart roared, filled with hope for a moment, and suppressed by too much fear of despair, he cautiously and slowly moved towards the source of the sound, passed the half-hidden door, and entered the warm yellow and cold gray separated by the sun Space.

Claude sat on the bed, with the hand holding the remote control hanging by his side, staring at the screen without blinking.The TV screen flickered, and faint cheers came out. It was the bird racing program recorded before.Sephiroth held his breath, staring at this scene incredulously and greedily, for fear that a slight mistake would destroy the precious picture——

Claude suddenly turned his head and looked at Sephiroth, "I don't remember my taste being so bad."

Then the blood froze, like falling into an ice cave.

"Give me—" Sephiroth growled unbearably, "get out of his body!"

"Huh?" Claude was pleased by Sephiroth's reaction, and smiled maliciously, "This is my body."

Sephiroth calmed down a little, and got closer, but he couldn't express his fear. "What else do you want to do now?"

"You blocked the TV." Claude complained.Seeing that Sephiroth didn't intend to get out of the way, he shrugged indifferently, threw away the remote control, lazily threw himself on the bed, and re-watched the programs he was not interested in from the gap. "As you can see, there's nothing you can do with this body. There's nothing to worry about, hero."

He looked nothing like that nightmare from which he could not wake up, the symbol of eternal hopelessness, or even... Sephiroth.

Then, Sephiroth's heart moved slightly.

"Who are you...?"

Claude gave him a little look, mocking, disdainful, and pitying, "The hero is omniscient and omnipotent, isn't he?"

"hero"

Sephiroth moved his lips, unable to say too harsh words to that face. "If this goes on, you will disappear too."

"So what?" Claude asked back, joy was about to overflow from the corners of his brows and eyes.He didn't even have to say anything; the way he was now was the greatest pain for Sephiroth. "Until death, he is mine, and we will fall into endless hell together. Thinking of this—"

He got up, stepped on the bed, and looked at Sephiroth.Sephiroth looked at him expressionlessly, and let him stretch out his scarred hand, gently and tenderly passing through the strands of silver hair, and sticking it to his side face.

The joy of poisoning is shining in the dark green.

"I could die laughing too."

Eyelashes trembling, Sephiroth looked desperately at the enlarged green eyes in front of him, there was really no trace of familiarity in them.They were very close, kissing at the distance of a palm, breathing in the narrow gap.Claude tilted his head, stood on tiptoe, wrapped his arms around the back of Sephiroth's neck, and leaned over to bite his ear.

"Is this love?" he smiled cruelly. "A vain self-satisfaction, a semblance of self-deception, a cowardly compromise one has to make in order to survive. But when one's own existence is threatened, it reveals itself." He grabbed Sephiroth's silver hair, and at that moment Sephiroth twitched violently.It didn't hurt at all, and Cloud wasn't even heavy enough to pull. "If you love me, why don't you die for me?"

Sephiroth pushed him away violently and hit the TV, his pupils constricted, his chest heaved violently, and he felt unspeakable fear.Claude fell on his back on the bed, his body collapsed in an uncoordinated posture, and there was no more movement.The sun was shining brightly, making the room warm, the TV was still making some meaningless noise behind it, and time passed quietly in a suffocating silence,

The boundary between delusion and reality is gradually no longer clear.

Was it selfish not to be killed by Claude?

Sephiroth couldn't look at him again, not even a glance.He looked at the living room and looked out of the window again; the weather was so nice, the dark clouds that had lingered over Midgar for many days were gone, and there were still birds chirping happily, everything was developing in the desired direction.But why...?

He squatted down exhausted, clutching his hair helplessly, his vision gradually blurred.He slumped against the TV cabinet again, opened his eyes, blinked slowly, his thinking almost stagnated.It was such a painful thing to be human, so much powerlessness, so much shadowy injury, waiting to knock him down.He began to miss the past, the state when he was ignorant, he would not be hurt if he didn't understand, and he could survive as hard as iron even if he was full of confusion.

If that's not true...if he doesn't care about Cloud at all, it's the regrouping instinct that draws them to each other...?

The thought choked Sephiroth.He stood up staggeringly, walked to the bed uncontrollably, his tall body curled up ridiculously beside Claude.He looked so beautiful... so beautiful... Sephiroth fondled Cloud's no longer soft cheek, then closed his eyes and hugged him tightly.He owned him until he lost it, even if this short possession only brought him endless despair.

The disgusting scent filled his nostrils, and he endured it silently, clutching his only treasure like a child.That may be childish, ridiculous, and trivial——

But that's all there is to Sephiroth.

"Die for me"

Sephiroth opened his eyes abruptly, breathing heavily.If it was me, I would never say meaningless words at this time, there are enough stinging words.That was a hint... Even if it wasn't, he could only hold on tightly to hope to live... There must be some information that was ignored, think about what else... The exhausted brain was running at high speed, and his temples twitched and twitched It hurts, and the brain is so swollen that it will overflow from the nasal cavity, until a certain moment——

The kiss that didn't work out.

Sephiroth opened his eyes wide.

This is why Valentine is in a hurry to kill Claude... As he said, everything is irreversible, so his actions are unreasonable, unless it is not to end Claude's pain !He was trying to prevent what might happen next, what Sephiroth was about to discover and act on.

Reorganization.

The hope of resurgence filled his heart, and rushed to his limbs, submerging him in a wave of ecstasy, shaking violently with excitement.Yes, restructuring.If the self-limited collapse is caused by threshold-breaking J cells, then just remove the trigger...just use the properties of recombination to peel them off...!

Tears welled up unconsciously.

Sephiroth blinked, his vision was blurred by unprecedented happiness; he blinked away tears, which were immediately replaced by new tides, endless stream.The washed eyes glowed with bright and soft green light, staring happily at the sleeping boy.He had never been so happy, and he couldn't believe how easy it was to change his mood because of the birth of an answer.The joy brought by victory in battle, the satisfaction after completing a task, and even the momentary ease of abandoning oneself are all incomparable to the joy of regaining what has been lost.

"Great..." He choked up, unable to say anything else, "Great..."

He didn't notice the hint of his own existence; he might have, but that wouldn't change the ending.Sephiroth just gently brushed away the broken hair on Claude's cheeks, and stared at it for a long time, as if he wanted to imprint this scene in his heart forever, even if he went to hell, he still had to carry the memories, so it didn't matter.Then he leaned over and kissed his cold lips lovingly.

Sephiroth saw that scene.

Moko shone under the dim furnace body, that kind of dim and ominous green, exuding an ambiguous and dangerous smell.He stood on the pipe, and Cloud stood on the core platform, watching him motionless.Sephiroth opened his mouth, the name rolled on the tip of his tongue, but no sound came out.He saw the reason why Claude couldn't move, and he grew together with those things-the tissues that extended from the sink, mixed with blood vessels and muscles, completely fused.

The sink was making a change. The corpse, which had been only in the background for a long time, broke away from the pipeline that fixed the body, the mask fell, and another Sephiroth opened his eyes in the darkness, showing a strange smile.

The other party broke through the tempered glass of the sink so easily, came behind Claude naked, groped his neck, and lowered his head to kiss his cheek.They were surrounded by black wings, isolated from the world.Claude was shaking his head invisibly at him, crying face again; he'd always made him cry, but he'd gotten his smile once, too.

Sephiroth stepped forward without hesitation, just like Icarus stretched his wings and embraced the sun until the moment it burned out and fell——

I will never give you up.

So you must not give up on me.

"You're fired." Ruphas casually pushed the notice across the table, and then ignored the matter.He was already so busy that he wanted to tear himself into pieces—where did this report come from?Who is this person above?What did you call him here for?what was i thinking ...Maybe soon I will be lucky enough to challenge Liv's 84-hour record, congratulations.

Scarlet stood there with his arms folded, staring at him coldly, "What do you mean?"

This was the last thread that burned the CPU, and it successfully shut down Rufas completely, leaving his mind blank.He stared solemnly for a while, actually too sleepy to make any expression—he finally knew why Liv had such a good temper, and he didn’t even have the energy to get angry—then he hummed in a viscous voice, “You stabbed me in the back If I kill you, do you still want to have a place in Shinra?"

"Stupid," Scarlet said.It didn't matter what Rufas said, she was just waiting for him to speak, and then, like a Junnon cannon, the vitriol burst out, "You are much more stupid than your father. If it was him, he wouldn't be here Offend me at a time like this—no, he would never do it. I am necessary to Shinra, without me, your weapons and equipment are a piece of shit. Not only that, without the support of armaments, you take What suppressed Wutai's backlash?"

Rufas would have refuted her if he hadn't been so confused.But he really couldn't think of anything to say, and finally told Scarlet seriously, "I'm not him."

"..." The glamorous woman choked, "Yeah, you are not him. You are far inferior to him. You are just a brat who knows nothing. Once you get a little bit of power, you will show off ridiculously like a monkey." stand up……"

"Is there no one who wants you?" Rufas couldn't help interrupting her, his head hurting from the sharp voice.

"Me? No one?—"

"If yes, I still have a job here..." Ignoring those chattering and scolding, Rufas rummaged through the piles of documents, and finally took out a planning record and handed it to her, "This is an investment under the name of Liv." estate. As you can see, he doesn't have time to look after them now and for a long time to come, and if you'll help—"

Scarlet snatched the document, glanced at it hastily, and threw it back in disdain.She was really, really disappointed and never wanted to have any more arguments with the young CEO. "And until now, you still think it's ridiculous that I want children?"

"I didn't think so. You don't need children, you don't need anything, you've got everything you want, haven't you, Queen of Arms? But there's only one thing you've never had, or tried to... Not a child! No!" Seeing that Scarlet was going to get mad again, Rufas had to raise his voice almost hoarsely, "I don't know if this is better for you, but this is the only thing I can give You, and what my father can't give you. Although you didn't fulfill your promise to me, I still choose to give it to you."

"This is the answer I'll give you: a woman with weapons all over her body, and a life where she no longer has to take up weapons." Seeing her half-believing look, Rufas suddenly felt a little funny, "It's a good match, isn't it? ?"

After getting rid of that difficult woman, the deployment of the weapons development department finally came to an end.Before that, Heitinga had already slipped away; he had self-knowledge, knew that Shinra would no longer have his place, and immediately ran away with his small treasury, and Rufas didn't intend to pay him any more attention.Lazard was left behind, although he himself handed in his resignation, but now that he has made up his mind to kick Scarlet out, the supervisor can no longer reduce staff; it turns out that this decision is correct, several small riots Everything was calmed down silently under Lazard's dispatch, and everything was gradually getting normal.

Only the biology department remains.

Once I realized this, my breathing was suddenly choked, my heart beat faster, and I broke out in a cold sweat, as if the load of the past few weeks suddenly exploded and I was about to die suddenly at my desk.Maybe he shouldn't have stopped, and had to think horrible things when he stopped working.

Did he really do that...?When Cloud looked at him hopefully, asking for help...?

Rufas remembered what Liv had said to him, that one should remain fearful.He used to snort it, but now he finally understood the true meaning of that sentence.He regarded Claude as a bargaining chip, not a living human being, and thought that the suffering in his heart was the greatest price; until he handed him over to Baojo, he never thought of the agreement many years ago.

"I can promise you one thing.Anything is fine. 』

It was just...false promises made to make things easier for myself.

Pressing his forehead against the edge of the table, he struggled to control his breathing until the calm was broken by a loud noise.Rufas sat up straight in an instant, smoothing out the sticky blond hair, which had been sprayed over and over with the styling mousse and turned into a hard lump.He walked to the window, another building was billowing black smoke from the explosion.

"President, President!" The door slammed open, and Rufas didn't look back.There is no need to look back. "General Sephiroth's side—!"

"What did Lazard say?"

"Uh...he told everyone to organize a retreat."

Rufas nodded, "Do as he said." His calm tone gave people great confidence, even though he couldn't make any more expressions, "Arrange some people who are not afraid of death, and follow me to the scene."

The flames were replaced by cold ice crystals, the heat receded, the black wings were reflected on the crystal surface, and the reflection was cut into fragments.The blood mist sprayed thinly, and the torn flesh was still hanging on the new limbs, falling sparsely in the red rain.Sephiroth bent his body, knelt on the bed that could no longer see the original shape, the blood rolled down the side face to the tip of the nose, dripped lightly on Claude's closed eyelids, and then slid down the arc of the eye sockets.

The wings vibrated slightly, and immediately raised violently!

Broken pictures poured into the brain... Majestic scars tore apart the earth... The dark golden sun pierced through the dark clouds... The flow of life was exhausted in the mourning... It was a protracted war, and it had nothing to do with winning or losing. Destiny, only two beasts valiantly bite each other.But in the endless emptiness and poverty, in the thousands of fleeting years, only those eyes burning with hatred are forever imprinted in his heart, becoming the only meaning of the whole world.

They are too similar, experiencing the same life, the same deception, the same betrayal.Sephiroth unreservedly accepted the erosion of another personality, and began to fuse from the cell level, gradually unable to distinguish the boundaries between each other.But it doesn't matter, there is no difference between love and hate, strong emotions are the bond to maintain self-existence, as long as Claude is still there, he can find his way back.

Not enough...not enough...need more...

His back bulged, his skin was torn apart, and the bones of the second wing tore through his body again——

The red figure passed by like a meteor, hitting Sephiroth's body directly, rolling and smashing countless ice edges.They rubbed all the way to the edge of the roof, drawing a long bloodstain under their bodies.Before Sephiroth had time to adapt to his new attachment, he lost one ungrown wing in the violent impact. The severe pain of the fracture blinded his eyes, but he fought back with tenacious will and kicked his knee Kick the vampire out.

The metal prosthesis was hung on the edge of the roof, and the ghostly body immediately moved around the wall, and suddenly jumped up from the other end!

Breathing stagnantly, Sephiroth immediately realized the real purpose of the opponent.The wing made him lose his balance, staggered, stumbled, and ran towards Claude like crazy.The trachea is burning, the air is being squeezed out of the lungs, and the facial features are twisted ferociously at the extreme speed. The distance of less than 50 meters is the longest moat he has ever experienced in his life. The red robe circled above Claude. In less than a second—suddenly slipped from Sephiroth's fingertips.

Sephiroth couldn't hold back, and rolled out in a panic, and when he tried to chase him again, he was already blocked by Genesis.The helicopter hovered over them, but it wasn't the suppressed soldiers who came. Rufas in a white suit was struggling to maintain his balance on the rope ladder.

Genesis glanced at him silently, then turned to stare at Sephiroth.When he noticed Sephiroth's wings, shock, fear, and vigilance flashed, but what remained in the end was unconcealable worry.

"Sa—"

"Step aside!"

"We won't hurt Claude. We don't intend to stop you. We just want to help." Waving the noisy helicopter away, Rufas began to show his excellent negotiating talent, successfully breaking the impending situation with a few words settle down.To this day, he still admires these special forces with well-developed limbs and simple minds, who can always develop simple situations into the most complicated ones. "I want to save him too, no less than you." He stood in front of Genesis, showing weakness.

"Then give him back to me." Sephiroth looked at him coldly.

Rufas shook his head, "What happened to your wings?"

"Shouldn't this be a question to you Shinra?"

"This is a complicated and time-consuming issue, I don't mean to avoid it, we'll talk about it; but for now, Sephiroth, I need to make sure you're not a threat to Midgar, can you provide this Promise?" He didn't notice that he used a series of "I"s, which was a sign of nervousness in the conversation. "I want to know, are you still Sephiroth?"

"Do I look like a monster?" The wings fluttered lightly, and the black feathers fluttered. "What should Sephiroth look like? As long as it's not what you need, you can easily deny it, right?" He lost Patience, "One last time, give me back Claude."

Rufas took off the earphones, and the black mechanism was displayed in his hands.Facing a monster like Sephiroth, a mad beast, there is no reason at all; just standing in front of him requires a lot of courage.But Rufas is no longer that brat who is in awe and yearns for power, he has something far more in need of awe than power, and that's why he's here. "The other end of the communication channel is Vincent Valentine." He stared into Sephiroth's eyes and put on a show with all his strength, "If you don't plan to cooperate, Claude will disappear forever in this World."

"And you swore in the last second that you wanted to save him