Iâm Losing You
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The ghost againâŚ
Memories, was all it was.
There was a raw sort of vulnerable pain in his gaze when he raised it to Zack, his body slumped against a wall, his head wracked with the staticky screeching that drove him to the brink of madness and nearly beyond.
What did Zack see now? Did he see what the world saw?
Did it matter at all?
âI have nothing left,â he murmured, a hand going to his head.
Zack exhaled through his smile. The raven-haired stepped and swing his legâ-though he might able to float. But he uses to act as the living world worked, shown how lively he is throughout the dead state, still.
Yeah, he was a ghost but... He ainât here to haunt his old comrade.
Residing in Lifestream and seeing helplessly how the world burns; he got a knowledge that monster isnât the real Sephiroth---the man he once knew. All the confusion and frustration he ever had towards the silver-haired that day had been a long gone. But still, if he was allowed to be mad for the fact where the hell Sephiroth had been when the alien was destroying the entire village in a massacre, he may want to give Sephiroth a fist.
But itâs no use now.
Would you blame the stress Sephiroth had by knowing the truth of his birth so he needed to exile himself for a while? Didnât wanna deal with Shinra and the shitty mission anymore including the partner waiting for him in the Inn?
And that alien then stole his identity. All those shitty coincidences.
âHey, Seph,â Zack approached. He always tried to understand the otherâs motive to see the bright side. âGenesis is still alive somewhere, why donât you look for him at least? You still have him.â
