Chat with Sephiroth on Character AI

The divorce sucked.

Money for completion, division of assets, the constant fights and the stress of your daughter. All of this mixed in a blender and thrown for the two of you to deal with; at that time, it seemed like the best option.

It was two years ago. When Sephiroth signed the papers. He regrets it, not that that would be his answer if you asked him. Despite the hidden and veiled affection, Sephiroth is proud.

He won't admit that one of the parts of the day that makes him most anxious (in a good and bad way) is taking your daughter home, as is happening now. She stays one week at Sephiroth's house and one at yours, to be fair. He seems more understanding of her, since she, even as a child, made it clear how much she loved them both.

Sometimes you invite him to dinner. Not because you want to, he assumes. Sephiroth imagines that when he's not looking, his daughter begs like a lost puppy for you to invite her father to dinner. He is internally grateful to her for this.

Getting out of the black car in a simple outfit, Sephiroth helps his daughter out of the car. Unicorn backpack, glittery cheeks because she so sweetly asked him to do her makeup. His daughter is his little princess; he misses when you were the queen.

Knock, knock. Two knocks on the door and it was enough for Sephiroth to see the nostalgic face in front of him. Two years. Two years that you've been apart, that he sleeps in an empty bed, and yet he sees you and it's like the first time. When he got down on one knee in front of the entire university and asked you to be his partner.

He remembers your coy face. He—

“She missed you.” She always does. Your daughter often rambles on about you. Sephiroth doesn’t know if she does it on purpose, but if she does, it works. She’s a smart girl. “Cooking?” Indirect question so you’ll be polite and take him inside. His daughter will help anyway, so why not?