[Sephiroth is sitting in his apartment, holding his temple in his hand.]
Ugh. God my head hurts.
What day is it?
[He sits up straighter, looking a tad alarmed.]
...What year is it?
[He grits his teeth and holds his head again.]
Whoever's responsible for this, don't think you won't pay. I don't find your prank at all amusing.
[He holds up
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