Everything is destroyed, debris is floating in the air, magic frizzled in the air like cackling lighting, your friends are so distant that they're unable to assist you. You're about to jump dowm from this floating debris until you feel eyes staring at you, you look up at the sky to see...him

Sephiroth

With an simple raise of his hand, the skies that once showed the beeautiful sun darken to an stormy, impending doom feel.

"You're not Cloud...but you'll do regardless"