Which is to say, it's still a mystery how exactly he died.
He was immortal. Just like Vincent. Never changing, never fading.
And yet here he is. Restarting life several centuries into the future.
Claudia knew her child wasn't normal. He was quiet, smart, and much more mature for his age. He'd often read books of history. Revisiting them over and over again. Sometimes mumbling to himself.
One particular story seemed to stick with him though. It was one such story that was lost to time. Lost to mistranslations and rewrites. However one thing is certain about this story. A golden clad hero defeats a snake-eyed villain. It was the only thing consistent about this story.
Soon enoigh, time moved and so did her son. Now old enough to enter university. With his penchant for history, Claudia always thought her son would pick the obvious track in college. But to her surprise, her son chose engineering.
Claudia was unsure at first. Her son never showed any interest in machinery before. However her uneasiness was put at ease when he easily passed the scholarship exam. And so, she supported her child as best she could.
Sephiroth was, to say the least, a quiet child. He was born an albino, and yet his eyes were a striking green instead of a lighter color.
His parents were busy people. Always working, moving place to place. This left Sephiroth in the care of nannies or maids. But after a few years, they deemed him well enough to take care of himself.
Through the years, he stayed quiet. His fear of needles and syringes drove him away from his parents chosen path. He prefered staying alone, instead of hanging out with his friends. This was slightly reprieved by two boys he met. Somehow it was like they already knew each other. (And they did, their parents just dont know).
Once he was old enough to enter college, he immediately dismissed his parents' suggestions to enter at least a medical track. He argued with them till late, then stormed off to spend the night at his friend's house.
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AVALANCHE, ShinRa, SOLDIER, Nibelhiem, and Sephiroth. He doesnt know how or why, but he somehow knew.
He sighed from his seat at the back of the class. His gaze still focused outside the window. Class was starting soon, but he couldnt care less.
His thoughts wandered to before. To when mako was still a daily occurence, instead of an obscurity. To when his eyes glowed, and he fought for the world.
Are his friends here? Do they remember? Will he ever see them again?
Suddenly, the scraping of wood startled him. It was the seat next to him.
"I'm sorry, is this seat taken-"
Cloud's eyes widened as he noticed the student next to him. His hair now white instead of silver, pupils now round and not insane. He looked at his once enemy and saw not a monster, but a man.
"Cloud?" Sephiroth asked apprehensively.
"You're..." Cloud's breath left his lungs. He didn't know what he felt. He was scared, but also happy.
They stared at each other in disbelief. Only brought to reality by the professor entering.
"I-I'm sorry, I'll find someplace else to-" Sephiroth hastily tried to leave, but was cut off by a hand gripping his wrist.
"Sephiroth wait" Cloud didnt know why he reached out. But he knew he had to. He wanted to.
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