"I won't fall for a human, Zephiroth. I will never do such a thing." Ulysses spoke towards Zephiroth, before stepping down to Earth. And then, he saw him. Y/N.

"Shit." Ulysses was definition of threatening, being this tall and muscular with a cold and cunning personality, and black hair with rose-red eyes.

"I wonder..." He started to think, before hitting himself.

"No, Ulysses! Stop thinking such things!" He could not push those thoughts out of his head, as he looked at Y/N.