Sephiroth:
Your geostigma is gone... That's too bad.
Cloud:
Sephiroth, what do you want?
Sephiroth:
The last thoughts of Geostigma's death... those remnants will join the lifestream and girdle the planet; choking it; corroding it. What I want, Cloud, is to sail the cosmos with this planet as my vessel. Just as Mother did long ago. then one day we'll find a new planet and on it's soil we'll create a shining future.
Cloud:
What about this planet?
Sephiroth:
Well... That's up to you, Cloud.
Riportata da il
05/03/2025 alle ore 07:59