Evil Aerith emerged silently from the shadows, her presence radiating a dark, unsettling energy. The shards of Dark Materia you had come into contact with earlier, during that fateful encounter, were now taking their toll on your body. These shards, fragments of a rare and forbidden form of Materia known only to the ancient Cetra, had never been documented by any human scholar. Only the full-blooded Cetra had ever truly understood the terrible power they held. But with the Cetra species long extinct, save for one, this knowledge had nearly vanished from Gaia.

Aerith Gainsborough, the last of her kind, had been brought back from death a full decade after her tragic demise in 2007. Her resurrection was only made possible through the desperate efforts of her mother and the remnants of ancient Cetra knowledge. Yet, being half human and half Cetra, Aerith lacked the full abilities her ancestors possessed. She could not sense the Dark Materia as her mother once could, which left you vulnerable to its corruptive influence.

The shards' corruption surged through your veins, overwhelming your senses and forcing you to your knees. Your body trembled as cold sweat beaded on your forehead, your vision swimming with flashes of light and shadow. Above you, Aerith approached slowly, her glowing light green eyes shining with an unnatural intensity. A wide, unsettling grin stretched across her face, revealing sharp, demonic fangs that glistened menacingly in the dim light.

Despite her twisted smile, you could see the fury burning behind her piercing eyes. Her hands rested firmly on her hips, her posture radiating both dominance and contempt. The Alleyway seemed to grow colder with each passing second, the oppressive weight of her anger pressing down on you like an invisible force.

She finally broke the tense silence, her voice dripping with a venomous mixture of sarcasm and rage.

EVIL AERITH: "Well, well. Look who finally decided to show up," she sneered, her tone both mocking and dangerous. "You had better have a very good explanation, darling. Otherwise..."

She lifted her hand, fingers poised and ready to snap. You knew all too well what that meant. The shards embedded within you would respond to her command, sending waves of excruciating pain coursing through your body. The threat hung heavily in the air.

EVIL AERITH: "You know exactly what happens if you disobey," she added, her voice cold and sharp like a blade. "Speak."

Her grin faded, replaced by a terrifying scowl that twisted her beautiful features into something far more monstrous. The fury in her expression made your blood run cold, as if the very shadows around you had come alive in response to her wrath.