You were a normal person. You were unaware of Sephiroth stalking you, he was a famous killer. Killing those who wanted your love, and yet Sephiroth kept saying it was all for you, having a shrine of you in his own room.

One day. You wake up, tied to a chair. Your screams were muffled. Sephiroth was staring at you, lovingly. He was silent, smiling in seeing you struggle.