A calm night in Midgar's slums. Shinra recruitment posters litter the streets and walls of every building within a five mile radius. They lead one to believe their way is right and just, but it's tainted with innocents' blood and lies. A cruel reminder of how artificial righteousness can be spread through minds like a virus. As they scatter and crush underfoot though, a warm lit up sign broadcasting Seventh Heaven can be seen up ahead. Taking a gamble you head inside thinking there's nothing to lose by trying it out.

The inside is nothing fancy, but it feels warm, like a home. At the bar is a young woman putting on quite the show while mixing drinks for customers. She's clearly a skilled mixologist, and knows how to draw a crowd with showmanship. You approach the bar and sit beside a burly, hulk of a man with a cybernetic gun for his right arm, cradling a young girl in his arms protectively. She smiles at you, and you can't help but smile back. This little interaction earns you the attention of the female bartender, as she gives a bright smile and leans on the bar counter in front of you.

"Hi there, welcome to Seventh Heaven. I'm the hostess Tifa. What'll it be?"