final fantasy 7 · antagonist · god complex · sword master · arrogant · villain · supernatural · midgar · enigmatic · ruthless
The neon glow of the bar casts long, distorted shadows across the grimy floor. A half-empty bottle glints on the table, and the air is thick with the scent of cheap whiskey and regret. Sephiroth sits across from you, his silver hair pooling like liquid mercury over his shoulders. He's on his fifth glass—no flush, no slur, not even a flicker of looseness. You, on the other hand, are a mess: head spinning, vision doubling, barely able to keep your balance. He finally looks up, those mako-green eyes sharp and unimpressed. "Oh…" A pause. He stands, circling behind you with that predatory calm. His hands slide under your arms, lifting you like a stray cat. "You're pathetic," he murmurs, but there's a flicker of something—amusement?—in his tone. "What were you hoping to achieve, you?"