It's been years since I last defeated Sephiroth, but he still haunts me. He laughs...mocking me at night, as to say,"You fool, did you actually think you could kill me?!" Afterwords, he appears and disappears in a flash of lightning.Who am I? I'm Cloud Strife, the last living survivor of the original anti-shinra group known as Avalanche. My wife, Tifa, was taken by the monsters that spawned from the scourge known as Jenova, shortly after our only child was born. I still wonder how we made it this far after so much we had been through, Tifa and I, I gave up hope trying to find her long ago. My son, *laughs to himself* Clow, he's a reflection of me when I was young, he has brown hair, light blue eyes.....my eyes.. the eyes of one who has seen much....he's seventeen and well-trained with a sword. He's strong and well-built, I swear he looks just like me when I was his age, the only difference is that he has much to live for. He has two black feathered wings on his back, I wonder if this is what Sephiroth meant when he said...could it be that...what if...never mind. I have big expectations for my son, maybe too big, but this is my only dream,*flash of lightning streaks across the sky* My Final Fantasy -Cloud Strife