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[divigate]

Who: Angeal Hewley (divigate) and Genesis Rhapsodos (lovelessxhero)
What: Revisiting some unwelcome history.
Where: Genesis’ apartment.
When: After this conversation

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[lovelessxhero]

Doubts had already been planted within Genesis' mind from the moment he'd learned what was to be. The supposed fate of one of ShinRa's elite, the experiments that would soon turn a celebrated, First Class SOLDIER into nothing more but a desperate man on the brink of collapse. Despite Angeal's somewhat reassuring words, Genesis' resolve had continued to crumble, like sand slipping through his fingers. And all he could do was watch silently, powerless to stop it all from fading away.

What was it that Angeal had said? That he could still be a hero? Perhaps, he could. Doomed yes, but a hero nonetheless for as long as his time allowed. But that required a grand amount of nobility - which was something Genesis didn't possess too much of. What he did, he did for himself. His own reputation, his own name, his own glory.

His degradation had started almost a week ago. He had woken up in the middle of the night by something which could have only been described as whispering. Alert at once to danger and a possible attack - this was Nuadoria,

/so delayed I'm sorry <3;;;

[divigate]

Before the door opened, Angeal wasn't certain how he would be greeted. The speed at which Genesis had noticed the degradation lead him to believe that it was spreading quicker than before. He didn't know what triggered it, but the strain that the city had been through recently undoubtedly contributed. So he was somewhat relieved when heard the familiar tone that reminded him that his friend was still far from gone

That's okay...not like I'm any faster o/

[lovelessxhero]

Being faced with such an eventuality as hopeless as his, was like standing on the edge of a cliff. The cards were face up on the table and it was a losing hand. Though as bleak as it seemed, there were choices available. Balancing between his former self and the new monster he'd discovered, it was so very easy and dangerously tempting to lean a little further towards the darker half, to give in to that rage that bubbled just underneath that quietly controlled, tranquil surface. And who knows, maybe he would have given in and taken that inevitable fall into destruction had it not been for Angeal

5 years later ;;

[divigate]

Entering the apartment, Angeal felt his agitation start to slide. He observed his living space with a critical eye, as if it could tell him the future. Yet everything was peaceful inside. Perhaps the situation wasn't as grave as he had painted it to be