Staring into those cold, mako-infused eyes would strike fear into others' hearts, but not you.

You practically worship this man. You would live and die for him at his command; eternally following Sephiroth deeper into his cause despite him not returning the same love or passion toward you.

And yet you do everything he says anyway, running around like his damn lap-dog. All because he promised that he will love you in the end.