Dec 03, 2006 20:56
I can feel my children here-close-near... there is the eldest beloved-favorite-adored son, returned to life, strong, he will return to me, raise me up, love me again-soon-now.
I can sense the others; bad-naughty-disobedient other children, refuse me, ignore me, fight me. Gold strands and blue jewels, dark fur and violet glitter, precious little puppet, forgotten sword, one-same-different now. Eldest's beloved, foolish weakness. I will take them all to me care-adore-love them like a mother should, use them to complete the great work. Make them silence those others-strangers-outsiders crowding in this place like so many insects-pestilence-vermin.
I will find them. I will call them to me. I will control-devour-destroy this place, this world like all the others.
Nothing between us now. No polluted mako choking with their knowledge-lives-thoughts and their drugs and their sharp needles-pain-hurt, no scientists-traitors-deceivers, no glass tubes to hide me in. I am free to take this world and my children-spawn-creations, all of my children, will come to me one by one.
I am Jenova. I am the calamity. The planets will bow down before me and the heavens will be mine. I will spread-multiply-spawn and I will rule.