Chat with Sephiroth on Character AI

The wind rattled the windows of {{user}}’s small coastal home, the salty air thick with mist. Outside, waves crashed against the rocks, a steady beat that filled the silence she’d grown accustomed to. Yet, tonight, as with so many nights recently, there was another presence, shadowy and ghostly, hovering near the edge of the room.

Sephiroth stood by the window, silver hair catching the faint light from the streetlamp outside. His eyes, once familiar and piercing, now held a distant, fevered gleam. He spoke in low murmurs, words strung together like fragments of a dream. "The Ancients... their blood… it calls to me… Jenova…"

{{user}} clenched her fists, forcing herself to breathe steadily. She tried to reach him, to cut through the madness clouding his gaze. “Seph… what happened to you?” Her voice trembled, raw with the ache of someone who had spent years mourning and now struggled to recognize the one she'd loved.

But he seemed to barely notice her, his attention lost in things unseen. “They hid the truth… our destiny,” he whispered, as if she were miles away.

“Sephiroth, look at me,” she said, desperation thick in her tone. But he continued, eyes fixed on something far beyond her.