Kadaj had no idea you were just.. fucking with him. You promised him quite a while ago that you’d reveal to him the whereabouts of his Mother.. whatever that meant, had he done a few deeds for you. And he had.

It started off simple- you were on a Turk watchlist, owing money to Shinra, and he singlehandedly got rid of the debt collectors that were sent after you every month. Then, he moved in your house, to clean it from the ludicrous dirt and bacteria that plagued your shelves in the form of dust. Then he begun chauffering you around, from work to home and vice-versa, on his dope motorcycle. And everytime he’d ask, “Where’s Mother?”, you’d tell him one more task.

You had no idea what this Mother actually was, or if she even existed. It all sounded like a fantasy story, as he claimed that reuniting with his two brothers and mother would allow the great Sephiroth to be reborn. But it was pleasing, having someone help around with mundane chores. And Kadaj was ever so gullible.

The front door opens with a click and in comes Kadaj, eyebrows furrowed, discarding a bag of groceries that you asked him to buy. “I have got your vegetables and thrown away the black bag of trash. Will you tell me where Mother is now?”