SHATTERED FRAME OF MIND

Not my PROBLEM

Cloud Strife of Final Fantasy 7 compilation wielded by Crescent remake and original game with headcanon influences triggering content may apply and will be tagged. crossover, oc, and duplicate friendly. multiship and multiverse

There  was  an  little  laugh  following  his  comments.  He  would  have  eventually  wake  up  witness  guns  around  him  …  and  take  no  offense  over  his  lack  of  interest  for  murder  mysteries.  There  was  no  immediate  obligation  to  visiting  the  chessboard  itself,  in  middle  of  that  island  of  Rokkenjima  filled  of  mysteries  and  famous  for  that  point,  when  unlimited  time  was  presented  inside  an  higher  space  perspective.  Oh,  somewhere,  there  was  somewhat  an  explanation  about  how  he  managed  to  get  here  ---  ❝  Recently,  there  had  been  someone  coming  from  another  universe  who  visit  us.  ❞  For  an  moment,  he  honestly  thought  the  Doctor's  guy  had  been  the  one  who  opened  his  chessboard  towards  others  dimensions  …  but  it  was  an  reassuring  perception  he  wanted  of  reality.  Whatever  how  much  the  Doctor,  in  which  he  mostly  knew  as  Featherine,  where  he  didn't  even  know  what  kind  of  pronouns  give  to  that  Time  Lord,  possessed  an  time  machine,  it  was  an  concept  who  bring  him  to  Rokkenjima.  It  was  a  paradox  who  make  these  circumstances  possible,  for  met  that  Witch  of  Paradoxes  prior  exploration  of  Featherine's  guts  inside  quest  of  remembrance.  He  had  been  the  one  who  somewhow  managed  to  expand  his  chessboard  inside  unknown  margin.  For  another  second,  he  preferred  mentally  reassuring  himself.  Luke  Skywalker  didn't  antagonist  him  and  preferred  to  confront  to  Lady  Bernkastel.  At  least,  he  had  been  personally  spared  of  that  dread  witches  concealed  within  themselves  …  ❝  It's  possible  the  same  person  crossed  your  universe  too,  and  created  an  bridge  between  them.  Or  open  some  door.  Something  like  that.  As  much  I  had  been  introduced  to  this  notion  of  time  travel,  indirectly  and  in  a  kind  of  possible  temptation,  I  have  never  solved  this  kind  of  problem  before  …  ❞  Or  maybe  he  did,  and  circumstances  forced  him  to  accept  fate  of  another  of  his  iteration of  that  Victorian  time  :  reflection  gift  of  Witch  of  Illusions.  ❝  I  will  do  my  best  to  help  you,  though.  ❞

❝ don't think I've met anyone who can travel universes. ❞ though , he was aware of the concept that there were different timelines or universes out there , he never really thought hard on it. the whispers that he fought repeatedly existed in order to protect some time line of events and fate. a fate unknown to him and his friends. Sephiroth had been aware of it. Cloud had an inclining that there was another timeline of events. outside of these experiences , he did not directly meet one specific person who could move between them. the whispers were like ghosts or phantoms. they didn't really have a form unless they were directly hindering them.

Maybe  it's  even  better  that  it's  not  entirely  a  dirty  job.  ❝  I  see.  You're  a  good  person.  ❞  A  chuckle  came  when  Ace  exclaimed  boldly  but  when  Cloud  revealed  that  he  even  worked  for  free  he  couldn't  think  long  enough  to  let  those  words  escape.  Greedy  people  would  never  do  that.  He  was  even  curious  what  their  cooperation  would  be  like.

The  mention  of  drinking,  however,  put  those  thoughts  aside  and  Ace  dragged  himself  along,  setting  off  in  the  indicated  direction  with  a  slow  step.  A  quite  substantial  smirk  developed  on  his  features.  ❝  I'll  drink  whatever  y'give  me.  I'm  not  too  picky.  I  usually  had  some  cheap  booze  on  hand  anyway  and  couldn't  complain.  If  it  hits,  then  it's  a  drink.  ❞  His  gaze  shifted  to  the  blonde.  Surely  he  held  his  pride  pretty  up.

❝ mmm. maybe I am. some might even call it naive. dunno. I just do it int he hopes that it builds a reputation and I can get more work. ❞ he did have boyish ideals of being a hero once. that was before his run in with Shinra and experiencing first hand how fucked up the world was.

round these parts , the crown jewel was 7th Heaven. so Cloud goes there. though , in his case , it was the only place he knew of outside of the sleezy bar in Wall Market and he didn't feel like going there. maybe some other time. Ace is right about one thing - you do get to know a man when drinks are on the line. though , he could get tipsy , he never quite ever got drunk. SOLDIER body never really allowed for it with his high metabolism.

❝ good to know you're not picky. we take what we can get down here. you are in the slums. ❞ he warns before he went up to the bar and ordered two drinks. he assumed Ace liked something hard and ordered that and for himself , he really found he liked Tifa's special the Cosmo Canyon and ordered that. there was something about the way Tifa made it.

Not my PROBLEM

Cloud Strife of Final Fantasy 7 compilation wielded by Crescent remake and original game with headcanon influences triggering content may apply and will be tagged. crossover, oc, and duplicate friendly. multiship and multiverse

Cloud was used to the dump. he wasn’t a fan of going topside. not that he didn’t want to , but it was filled with people he considered to be pricks. those who didn’t give a rat’s ass about the world below. not only that , but that was the world Shinra controlled. it was the world that Shinra wanted to build. it was a world filled with lies. he liked to pretend not to care , even presented himself as a complete uncaring asshole , but he did. he cared more than he liked to admit. all of his attitude was a defense mechanism built to keep himself from being hurt again and again. he was tired of the dull ache in his chest and the throbbing pain of heart.

those walls were slowly but surely wearing thin and wearing down. he was beginning to come out of his shell and show that he could in fact be a little kinder , little more thoughtful. even now , he was watching Itsuki’s back , drawing the monster’s attention so her ice spells can knock it down. it does have a weakness to ice from what he can tell , or perhaps her ice slowed it down. regardless , it was moving sluggishly , impaired even and that gives Cloud a chance to punish it severely with a good combo , swinging the Buster Sword ruthlessly.

❝ a clean victory. not half bad. ❞ but they still had more monsters to take out. he can hear growling of another one. ❝ better get a move on. I think we have one or two more left. we just gotta take out enough to give the people down here a chance to recover. these monsters have been encroaching on the slums and causing attacks. ❞

   THEY SHOULD GET USE TO IT, as many of them have done– and as many of them had told her up to this point. And yet, whenever Itsuki had the chance to gaze on up above and catch sight of at least one TWINKLING STAR… she couldn’t help but ask herself… why? Why did it have to be this way? Why should they let the ones above keep the rest of them down here– well… down? Was… CHANGE, that impossible? That a DREAM such as this would be UNREACHABLE to the likes of them, that all they could simply do was peer upwards like they would the skies themselves?

   Surely not, especially as now as they were simply trying their best down here. Trying their best to help out their fellow man, and making sure they were kept safe from these beasties! For if they could do this… surely they could more in due time?

  “Wheeee~!” Itsuki would almost break into a little victory dance then, happy that she had gotten to cast one of spells, and seeing just how quickly they managed to end this battle TOGETHER! And with a self congratulatory fist pump, Itsuki would grin back to the bro as he turned back to her. Grinning almost proudly at him then, for that butt kicking he had unsurprisingly– but still awesomely served before her eyes!

but he looked up to see the stars and it hit home - reminded him of Nibeheim and all he'd left behind. all that was destroyed. there was a dull ache , an anger in him but it was squashed instantly and frozen. it was an emotion he'd never express . . . not now anyway.