Summary
Xefira was a young, beautiful, and strong hero. Her hair was like the silver tail of a comet. Her eyes were as green as emralds.
After she had succeeded her final mission as second class, she was promoted to a first class hero.
This was when she realized she was a part of Sephiroth.
"We are SOLDIER, stand or die!" she yelled at a member of SOLDIER. Not knowing where that came from, she sat down with her face in her hands. After that, she layed on a beautiful and sacred floor of a church in the slums. Then, she saw him. His hair and eyes were like hers. His sword was gleaming, and on his back. He was the smartest of all the soldiers. That's right, Sephiroth.
"Whatever is the matter...?" he asked her.
"S-Sephiroth..." she said, surprised that he, the one who was killed by Cloud, was standing here in front of her.
She took up arms.
He rammed her into the wall.
"Why would you try to hurt the one who has brought you to this place?" he spoke softly.
From then on, she realized what she was. She was the the Legacy of Sephiroth.
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"Do u think you can restore the crucial peices missing from my mind? Please let me out... I'm losing my mind..." ~Perfect Insanity- Disturbed
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