[cloud could, if he wanted, throw it all back at sephiroth; that he killed his mother and reveled in that act like it was a triumph, holding it over cloud's head even when he was supposed to be dead and gone—a memory of something catastrophic done and gone. that in his want to belong, he took home and family from someone who admired him so deeply—]
[but that's pushing into territory cloud has no recollection of; a time when things start getting hazy and uncertain.]
[cloud may never understand, how the person he so desperately wished to be like could be left with wanting the things cloud had once left behind to find himself anew.]
[the buster sword off his back, cloud strikes forward forcefully. his parry comes down heavy, the blows of the blade used similarly in the style of a man who wilded the weapon before him, the very same man cloud doesn't remember having existed. cloud's form is off, though, careening through the pull of a dulling ache in his head, and all the while fueled by something new, something that makes him want to close the distance between the two, lethal but yearning.]
Huah!
[and so many more times irrational, cloud unable to understand, even as the blade lands on the ground with the force of a downward thrust, why this pull even exists at all beyond his reckoning.]
no subject
[but that's pushing into territory cloud has no recollection of; a time when things start getting hazy and uncertain.]
[cloud may never understand, how the person he so desperately wished to be like could be left with wanting the things cloud had once left behind to find himself anew.]
[the buster sword off his back, cloud strikes forward forcefully. his parry comes down heavy, the blows of the blade used similarly in the style of a man who wilded the weapon before him, the very same man cloud doesn't remember having existed. cloud's form is off, though, careening through the pull of a dulling ache in his head, and all the while fueled by something new, something that makes him want to close the distance between the two, lethal but yearning.]
Huah!
[and so many more times irrational, cloud unable to understand, even as the blade lands on the ground with the force of a downward thrust, why this pull even exists at all beyond his reckoning.]