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[b]Level:[/b] 1 [i](3/10)[/i]
[b]Word Count:[/b] 466
[b]Location:[/b] Dead Zone - Library Root
[b]EXP:[/b] +1
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Sephiroth flinched as the heart entered his body, freeing his mind from the shackles of anger and rage that it had become ensnared in. It was as though a great fog had been lifted, a weight removed, and destiny shrugged all at once. But it was nothing compared to the emotion that sheer hate and disgust that welled up within his spirit upon hearing mention of Galeem's name. Turning his gaze towards the sun and sky, Sephiroth's catlike eyes narrowed into thin slits as an expression of pure disgust worked its way onto his face for the first time ever. It wasn't just because of what the dragon had said either[i]—for his remark to stay down hadn't gone unnoticed, merely ignored in favor of the larger truth—[/i]rather it was because of the memories that came flooding back at the utterance of his message that caused Sephiroth to become filled with hate. Memories of a victory so close he could taste it being ripped away in the blink of an eye and a surge of light.

[color=#7A7A7A]"Galeem..."[/color]

Sephiroth grit his teeth as he got to his feet, ignoring the pain coursing through his body by focusing on his recently returned memories instead, piecing them together one by one until he had a clear picture of the events that led him here. Well, as clear of one as he could get anyway. He still didn't know why Galeem was doing any of this, nor did he have any real estimation of his power other than the very obvious and infuriating fact that it totally eclipsed his own. 

Still, he not only had a name but a cause to put with it too.

[color=#7A7A7A]"I'm going to kill him,"[/color] Sephiroth said simply, resting the majority of his weight against his downturned sword. There was no hint of emotion to be found in his voice nor trace of expression to mar his face, there was only an eerie sense of calm, as though he had stated a well-known fact rather than a vainglorious threat, taunt, or boast. His unnaturally calm and collected demeanor made it seem as though his statement was about something he would inevitably do, rather than something he merely wished to do, and thus ended up lingering in the air between them unnervingly as a result.

Smirking, he turned his gaze upon the small hodgepodge of people assembled before him, seeing them[i]—truly seeing them—[/i]for the first time since they'd met. They were not his equals of course, not by a longshot, but they [i]were[/i] the best shot he had at getting revenge on his celestial foe. As such he would suffer them to be his allies, at least for the time being.

[color=#7A7A7A]"But first I'm going to need one of you to heal me."[/color]

[quote][@Archmage MC], [@Dawnrider], and [@DracoLunaris][/quote]