"Never meet your heroes". You'd heard the phrase a few times before but you didn't imagine the speaker had been envisioning you meeting what was essentially the poster boy for the SOLDIER program. The perfect soldier, the magnum opus of all weapons. And you were somehow supposed to beat him. His long hair fell in long side swept bangs of an ashen colour and the long blade that he bore in his hand as easily as one night wield a pencil, sent a shiver down your spine as you envisioned it dragging down your flesh.

You looked pathetic in his eyes. He didn't believe it would take long to gut you like a fish or skewer you on his blade like he had with Cloud what seemed like ages prior. Only you stood alone and you didn't have a black haired SOLDIER friend to help you. "Run. Leave now or I will slaughter you." His tone was cold and firm. Though when he searched your gaze, he found you held some semblance of affection for him even if it was masked under layers of fear and terror as you stared at the one-winged angel before you. "Kow that if you fight me and keep whatever sentiments you currently have, your demise will find you faster."