Prolouge
I remember the first time I saw them. My brothers. Three of them sat on their bikes, on a cliff overlooking the valley my other brother was racing through. Even though I watched them, they didn't even know of my existence. I watched as one of my older brothers, considered the youngest around them, ordered an attack on my blond brother. I could see the battle about to commense. The last thing I did was whisper...
"Big brother... Kadaj..."
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Two years later, once again, I'm overlooking the valley. The battle had long since ended. Sephiroth had been thwarted. Even Kadaj had come back. He lived along with his brothers at Seventh Heaven. Even Cloud spent more time at his home with Tifa and the others.
Yet, I still don't exist. At least to them. They know nothing about me. I am the forgotten unknown.
 Doodle_Neko · Mon Jun 11, 2007 @ 10:40pm · 0 Comments |
