RogueRedemption's profile picture. I am willing to submit myself to the Goddess; to become her pawn in the war against Jenova. This time I will be the Hero.

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@RogueRedemption

I am willing to submit myself to the Goddess; to become her pawn in the war against Jenova. This time I will be the Hero.

[Red leather-clad hands wrapped around the glass and effortlessly brought it to his lips, which were awaiting, (cont) tl.gd/cs5u2j


[He needed to find a place to put @iKuraudo down. The man was cumbersome in his comatose state; If Genesis was (cont) http://tl.gd/9qeehi


[With @iKuraudo in tow, he flies over Edge. This seemed like a good place to get an inn and perhaps get a drink. (cont) http://tl.gd/9prtt4


...A clone, perhaps? Had Sephiroth ended up as Genesis had, his cells being distributed among other's? He drew his Rapier in defense.] Hn.


fallen one. Silver hair...green eyes....He knew those features well. Sephiroth. Although...this being certainly wasn't the Demon of Wutai.


[The church door swings open upon the scene of @iKuraudo and @iKadaju, one lying on the ground in a tragic heap, the other cackling over the


against the door. It was time to learn his fate in the tragic story of the world.]


[The church entrance was before him. The heavy doors were cracked open. Genesis breathed deeply, shuddered, and pressed his open palms


she knew all. All he could do is trust that he was a pawn of her arsenal of tools and that in the end, he would receive his happy ending.]


he could think of nothing more disgusting. Hadn't he suffered enough? Apparently not. He could not bring himself to despise the Goddess,


[The horrid limb that protruded from his shoulder kept twitching, much to his distaste. At times the wing was actually of use, but right now


would find a connection to Minerva there. It was on his way out of old Midgar anyways. He might as well.]


remembered Angeal's protege -Zack, was it?- spent many days in the company of an alleged Cetra in the comfort of the church. Perhaps Genesis


send Genesis soaring. However, he has one more place to visit, the run-down church that Angeal's remains spent its last days guarding. He


Goddess who had denied his entrance into her Lifestream and trapped him on this godforsaken planet. One ebbony appendage flexes, itching to


imprisonment. ~I wasted my time.~ He dismantled his temporary shelter and sheathed his sword. It was time to move on, to find the will of


[Days of hunting in the ruins have left him unusually drained. He has learned next to nothing about what went on during his mako


[Days he has searched the ruins, finding nothing of interest. He would not remain here much longer.]


was needed. First, however, he needed to find a place to rest his head at night. He would make a temporary home for himself here.]


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