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It’s the galaxies within that matter most. And next I’ll devour yours.
@pretiumvitae
“Great Vincent, your old lady started following me.”
Oh, this is very unexpected. Hello there President, I assume you are highly influential among your people. I too am privy in controlling the masses. Perhaps we could combine our knowledge and power..
Red flags.
That's all he was seeing currently, aside from this parasite. Perhaps in his father's time this would be an opportunity to ensnare more under the thumb of ShinRa but now there's too much at risk. The science department would be clutching at his coattails while their white lab coats dragged on the ground to their groveling.
He didn't like who ran the department now. A sneer followed that thought.
“I know that I am just a mere mortal to you... You seek what men cannot contain. I'll be just a chess piece.”
When a manipulator scents another.. things are vividly clear.
Mother is Here
The rocky caverns were cold and silent. The life stream settling back into its pulsating pattern as it travelled the depths of the planet after helping to stop the meteor from harming the planet. Cloud had defeated her son once again but she had more plans up her sleeve. He could never truly be defeated. He was the perfect distraction so that she could restore herself.
She had used that old body of her that had been trapped and concealed within the labs for so long. Her last efforts broke her free and she shed every last part of it to leave destruction behind in her path. Though with destruction of an old body came the birth of a new one.
The truth is it had taken most of her power to reform herself into a new astral entity, a new body that would serve her well for this new era of her awakening. There was plenty of time to lay low and recover, plenty of time to fool the others into truly thinking they had destroyed the both of them.
The feminine figure glides with slow footsteps and bare feet across the smooth cavern floor as she approaches the fallen figure of her son. Her long, white gown glistens with iridescent color prisms as it captures each ray of light with every movement. Her white hair is long and perfectly straight, blended with hues of purples of blues that intermix the strands.
She keeps her eyes red at this moment while she carefully kneels beside the vessel of her genes. There was no need to hide from him, he knew her well. He trusted her and believed in her when not many others did.
She places long, slender fingers upon his chest. A delicate touch while she lets her eyes fall shut. A milky celestial light surrounds her hands and arms and begins to swirl around his body in the form of a galaxy that shrinks into his body. She uses her last reserves of power to breathe life back into him once more.
“Awaken my son, you have not failed. We are still together in a way that was never before possible. I owe all my thanks to you..” Her enchanting voice whispers.
@aonemanarmy
Jenova sephiroth by kilenator
Dolls: Has your muse ever collected something?
As a child it was Automatrons.Junon was known for the automatons and he was the first in the store when they were delivered new handmade toys.
“My favorite was a well-dressed gentleman whom played a piano piece when you wound him up. He would lift his hat, perform a bow, and place his fingers perfectly on the instrument. The music box inside would chime away as his fingers swept along the keys of brass.”
As an adult it is Fountain Pens. He has a collection of three on his desk with an exact inch between them. He carries a particular one when he goes on his business trips. A ‘lucky’ pen that he always rests in a velvet wooden case.
astraldeception replied to your post “Since you are not allowed to venture into space how would you feel...”
I am only trying to bring true your desires.
“Last lady that told me that ended up with me waking up from being #$%^ing unconscious in a bathtub with my wallet missing.”
astraldeception replied to your post “@pretiumvitae “Great Vincent, your old lady started following me.”
Oh, but I shall follow you all until the ends of time...
“I may like space, but unlike your old man I’m not into #$%^ing space monsters - no offense.”
