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[b]Level:[/b] 1 [i](0/10)[/i]
[b]Word Count:[/b] 297
[b]Location:[/b] Dead Zone - Library Root Outskirts
[b]EXP:[/b] N/A.
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Sephiroth brushed away the light dusting of ash that had gathered on his pauldron, watching the broken and devastated landscape unfurling before him with narrowed eyes. He had been loitering nearby for the last three weeks, having ventured here in the first place to find more things to kill in order to regain some measure of his former strength, and so far things had been going very well for him in that regard. There were plenty of enemies that had crawled their way out of the woodwork to assault him, though they were hardly a challenge as far as combat was concerned. Still what little fight they did put forth provided him with a welcome distraction from the uniform bleakness of the surrounding land. Of course a desire for combat was not the only thing that had brought him here. In truth the real reason he had ventured into the accursed depths of the Dead Zone was to figure out what had caused the library root to collapse.

He had heard the tower fall long before ever laying eyes on it, only managing to catch the last moments of its incredibly destructive end. Despite this, the tower's collapse had made things much plainer in his mind. There were other competent beings here, or at least beings who had risen above the beastly mannerisms put on display by the rabble he had spent so much of his time exterminating. Beings that could, if he pushed them just right, prove themselves to be of great use to him. 

If they were not... well they would simply be removed, as all obstacles in his path inevitably were.

[i]Flicking a stray strand of hair from his eyes, Sephiroth strode into the ruined valley below, a smirk etched across his immaculate face...[/i]