#sephirothrp

[blackrevenant]

@sephirothrp // continued form here !

             A pale brow arched slightly, though he didn’t seem quite as inclined to resort to glares just yet. Instead, he smiled faintly, dully amused. “I suppose all clones come with some purpose. I might be able to use you.”

[pretiumvitae-moved-blog]

@sephirothrp

Zack eyes his former hero with distrust and anticipation. Why is he here? Why did he seek out Zack, of all people? Why is he taking the time to toy with him? “I’ve always had strength.” He states, his hand reaching for the hilt of the Buster Sword. “Why are you here?”

[wxningcrxscxnt-blog]

@sephirothrp

“I have encountered strange endevours in the last, but this,” He motioned towards the other. “This is a fickle situation.” The resemblance between himself and the man standing before him is indeed uncanny, but something didn’t click with the general, nor he didn’t like the idea of a clone of himself.

“Then we have no choice but to resolve this little conflict.”

Was it a challenge, the other offered? If they were as alike in personality as they were in appearance this could be a problem. “Perhaps then, before we test our blades, we might investigate the situation?” One thing he learned over his many deaths is that he had a tactical blind spot. The unexpected often sent him into a chaotic state of mind. He’d made it a point to try and change that.

“My final memories before awaking today were of...” It took him a moment to think of just what had happened. “...Ah.. I do not rightly recall. Blood and flashing steel are all I can see.” It would seem that, after all, it was he and not the other who had been transported.

[wxningcrxscxnt-blog]

(sephirothrp) "A charade of some sorts."

“Surely you have encountered stranger things.” He had been brought back in so many forms at this point, very little surprised him. There was also the fact that both he and his fellow elites had been cloned on more than one occasion. “The question is, which of us belongs to this world and which is the invader?”

[acrimsonchaos-vv]

@sephirothrp // continued from here !

             Vincent would peer down on the child in silence at first, his gaze edging on pained to see the boy so close. He could see Her in his face and only one phrase came to mind, time and time again:

                                   I’m sorry.

              If only he had acted sooner— if only he had done more to prevent this. Maybe the child could have lived a normal life. After a beat, he would crouch down to the silver-haired boy’s level, studying him carefully. What did he say? What could he say? Frowning faintly, his expression softened. “... Do you know who I am?” 

[serpent-king-orochi]

SephirothRP has awakened the Serpent King

The darkness was only illuminated by a purple-black glow, almost like a fire burning in the Serpent King's hand as he walked through the shadows of the empty ruins that had once been a palace. Spirits of every kind seemed to linger here and yet none of it seemed real, until the Hydra incarnate's gaze flickered towards the silver haired man.

He did not speak but there was no real need to, his own existence bored him and he awaited the day that humanity would finally bring their bloodlust into his domain. Was this unfamiliar warrior worth his time?