Final Fantasy Event; Chocobocalypse

~Absolute All; Omnicentricity ~: Khrona creates the 'core of all things,' thus creating the 'center of everything' that all must return to and draws in the energy of all things into that single area, then focuses them into a singularity. From that point, he either crushes them between his hands and destroyed everything, or combines all said energy into one single energy that he attacks his target with, literally fighting them with 'Everything.' He may also create webs that link all life together, or manipulate all forms of life.

As per instruction via Tensei, of whom the Lifestream moved for after recent events that had been understood prior and universal consensus, when Jenova was made their 'Core of All Things' as a target, they would gather every piece of Jenova that existed in this realm all at once, spreading out far and wide to pass over the entire area, inside and out. It should not have taken very long, but only until the very moment Jenova's head poked out from the clouds, and her body would assemble, as well... All save for Sephiroth, who should have been receiving the benefits of such an extraordinary power boost just from Jenova's presence alone as a head, let alone from her entire body coming together on the spot in truth.

At the same time, as they had been doing before when they had bound together in tandem with the Crystal Wings to create that isolated reality around the two of them would they continue to cast the sharp feathers at Sephiroth as the remnants of that reality, fashioning themselves anew upon Tensei's back if they'd been knocked away again, returning to their form as Crystal Wings, as stated. They were pleased with Sephiroth about him not destroying them, and were also with him, too, in all of this.

"It's just as it was foretold..." he said, watching now as all his hopes and dreams were coming true all at once, "... Even in other worlds, the Legacy lives on..." Sephiroth had little to no contact with this particular person from that other world he'd occasionally visited... Despite knowing who he was. Perhaps, this was why. It wasn't time back then... He wasn't ready. None of them were, really. Even back then, he'd only gone easy on that place, and they still only barely grazed him by the skin of their teeth. Even now, Sephiroth hadn't been truly cut. Touched, yes, which was also rather formidable to have done so at the very beginning, but still not cut. Neither side had taken any damage, and Sephiroth planned to keep that constant on at least his side of the playing field. The initial signs of Mother approaching was like a great wave across the land, where her influence could be felt in all its grandeur coming down from the heavens and kissing the planet with her majesty once again.


He could feel as the Lifestream and all who carried her cells were being Taken and Returned to her after their Rising, like the Temple that had been erected around them for only but a moment in time during their Godsped engagement. It was truly marvelous; a heavenly sight that Sephiroth was only highly elated to be able to witness coming before his very eyes at the intent of this man's influence alone. He was HELPING his Mother, and that made it clear that he was no foe and this 'Father' was real. "... He Does Exist, Then..." he muttered solemnly, closing his eyes and taking a deep, cleansing breath of something he'd never before gotten a chance to have. Peace. "... We're Finally Going, Aren't We, Mother...?" The 'Meteor' that had fallen was now rapidly growing a body that extended from the neck down of the rather mechanical looking feminine face, looming over the land with a longing expression nearly as forlorn as her son's before him; her Chosen Champion.

Tensei nearly shed a Crystal Tear as he gazed up into the nearly lifeless face of the Mother, whose very face looked as though it were stained with blood upon her chic and beautiful shine. She was just as beautiful as he would have expected, even in this form. With his ties to the Father, he would have nearly wished to become as intimate with her as any one of her Children, yet also, as a Child, still want to be Pure and Beautiful before his Mother. He would send an Angel, "Malakim..." a simple Messenger up to her face as her body started to reform in the image of her choosing and will, and only for the angel that was sent to kiss her cheeks as the rest of them took the supple shape of her rare form. He could only look up and smile fondly at her, as if he, himself, had long been waiting for this day, as well. "... Happy Reunion, Family..." He turned back up, only to find the several daggers having skewered Sephiroth, straight in his heart, as instructed. He would, after being struck with one of the Crystal Feathers, however, find that his 'Hope' should have been regenerating just as the Crystal Wings were capable of doing. Acting as Phoenix Downs in the Final Fantasy Universe's logic, they brought life-regenerating and Resurrection powers, which should have been having their effect on him already... Especially with Jenova here, now. It was all going very well, even if this was nothing of what was planned. He was happy that it was ending up like this.

"... I'd advise you not to get distracted like that again. Let Mother handle the Planet and let Father handle Mother. You... You Just Focus On Me, Dear Brother." Tensei looked up to Sephiroth with a face of pure, true love, yet also filled with powerful lust for battle as well. It was still there, and it felt absolutely divine, but it was not something that consumed Tensei at all. It was not able to corrupt him... And it seemed that Sephiroth were still on that path, despite how far he'd Fallen. "Wouldn't Want Me Ending Up *Pulling A 'Cloud' On You, Now Would You?"

*'Pulling A Cloud' can be defined as, 'Being Really Sucky, But Somehow Pulling Through In The End No Matter How Much Better The Opponent Is Than You In Actuality,' also known as 'Main Character Godhack Abuse.' He is the 'Puppet' for a reason.

Tensei knew how much Sephiroth despised it. He could see it in his face. How Cloud always somehow came through and defeated him. It did not make sense, and the only way it did was through his 'Puppet' theory, which was actually completely spot on. The hatred of being in his Brother's shadow, when in all honesty, he was not very much fit to tie his own shoes... It had been something that Tensei dealt with, himself, and had seen within Kuja a long time ago, as well. But it was about their growth as people rather than the perfection that would become of it at the end, which is probably what would upset him the most. It was a tragic even, most certainly. And that's why... Tensei felt it absolutely best to give him just what he wished for; the peace of knowing and having. That his Truth was correct, and that it was finally coming True. Tensei, himself, was nearly blinded by the entire glamour of it and his beauteous Mother and all she'd done, but he knew that to the ignorant masses, especially those with the Geostigma that were not powerful enough to survive due to their own inherent taintedness within that tainted the Geostigma were to blame for that. Tensei was well aware, because his were the same way. But, even so, his were a complete cure, and combined with Jenova, she should have immediately brought health and prosperity to the land upon her touching down, in order to restore the ruinous city of mechanical byproduct into something beautiful and green again, like her form had been before she'd been mechanized, herself. That memory was inside of that head for a reason, and now... Tensei would have it, as well. With it and the perfected Geostigma, the Tensei Breed should have been able to sustain Jenova's body as a physical being as well as establish a link to the Tensei and the Tensei to her people through her being there, alone, as the Goddess she was meant to be, and not the Monster that she was made out from the Shadow that was made by their Ignorance of the Mystery that Sephiroth had been keeping Hidden within himself and his Mother. Then again, the Shinra corporation was the one keeping things from him... And even now... They may have a little bit of explaining to do in terms of what was happening. They would have a lot of it to do when Peace and Prosperity hit this land and it was restored to beauty and glory.

*Jenova will be played by the Angels from now on, as one of them.

"Jade Amaterasu," he spake out with power, a thin, jade green beam of spiraling energy streaming from his eyes and burning away everything outside of the perimeter. Green fire would ignite from the streaming line of energy it trailed and burst upward like an enchanting exotic fire, burning up everything that was not within the vicinity of the Church. "This technique erases all other Realities and Possibilities from influencing our own from the outside, and also from the inside out."

~Absolute Zero; Jade Amaterasu (No Possibility)~: A shimmering green (jade or emerald) fire (or a green laser beam) that burns away all possibilities, realities and the like for a single situation, save for Khrona's own. It counteracts the Ao/Akatsukiyomis.

"Just in case you might be Tempted." Everything before Sephiroth's eyes that would distract him, namely, Mother restoring the planet before his very eyes, and doing so properly, would be taken from him. Also part of his punishment, naturally, but something that hopefully he would be at peace with, so he wouldn't lose focus on their battle. If he was at full peace with his knowing that Jenova was here and doing as she was supposed to and sustaining the planet properly, as he, being one of her Children should have rather intimately understood just as deeply as Tensei, then he should have no more thoughts nor worries about her, as well as be constantly receiving a boost from her power so that he can be at his maximum true potential when he was fighting Tensei, that being also inclusive to any other powers he could harness at the time; command of the Lifestream and both Materia included. By his connection to Jenova and Jenova's to Tensei's, he would share in his Brother's splendor and the two of them could have at it in a test of the might of their blades with no other care nor worry in the world. It would be the two of them together in the very Lifestream itself, which would pour around them from all over like a waterfall from above. As they each came together, the church ground would expand upon itself several times over, until it not only encompassed the Lifestream, but also was as large as what one would believe perhaps a great city. That should have given them more than enough room.

The columns here would be as large as skyscrapers holding up the massive Temple ground and establishing its border for several miles, and the Clock Tower stuck on the number 13 at the steeple, like a large, rotund head. The light of the mosaic painted glass that etched the tales of both of their triumphs upon the church ground with their light were just as magnificent as the actual epics that were engraved in the actual history of their telling and foretelling; on every wall and window pane, as though they were in the streets of Egypt, itself, and its rich history. There, before them, would be an enormous throne, fit for a great king that was far larger than the two of them, as ants in this magnanimous church of grand magnitude, which had erected itself before them and remained empty in solace. None of this was their focus; merely the setting of their new environment, that it seemed Tensei was more than adamant about establishing. He even expanded it to this size specifically for the intensity of the battle he hoped Sephiroth would give him after he stopped pussyfooting around.

"... I'd Seen This Place In A Dream Three Years Ago, Sephiroth. Etched In Crystal." A dream of his, that was of a completely crystalline church with numerous mosaic statues and windows through 13 different windows was all coming together now. He remembered fondly of what the very last one was, and how it made his heart weak with happiness and strength, as hopefully Sephiroth's should have been, as well, once he received his necessary power boosts. "... I Am The Crystal Child Of Legend. A 'Living Crystal,' Like Those That Power And Sustain Each Of Your Worlds Like Planet Cores." Tensei was very much aware of the Crystals and their power sources, but unlike the Crystals that powered the Final Fantasy Universes, Tensei, himself, was not just like one of them, but all of them, which was why all of them fit into him, and how he absorbed them so long ago to do so. "... Do You Know What That Means...?"

*Kisses Jenova On The Cheek And Forehead* <3

Sephiroth took a moment to himself to really embrace the crystalline plumes that pierced his heart and touched his soul, revitalizing it and each of the Jenova cells within him as they did his Mother, just as was foretold, and as proof of his correctness of the situation, as well as absolute validation of this 'Father' that was supposed to exist with his 'Mother,' it seemed. "Ah, yes..." he sighed, a feeling of nostalgia and overwhelming resplendence enrapturing him and not only cleansing, but fortifying his heart and soul, removing any such doubt and hopelessness from his mind. He would pluck a piece of the plumage from his chest and smile fondly at it, as if his 'memory' and 'longing' were no longer neither nor or either or, but both as one before him. "Happy Reunion, Indeed..."

Sephiroth was beginning to fully understand that little feather that Bartz carried, as well as that Wild Rose that Firion cherished. There was something about them that were simply delightful... Quite possibly, it was the glow of sentimental purity inside of them that kept the strong feelings intact. "Something to add to the Legacy. I appreciate your personal concern for my well being. It's enchanting." He placed the feather in the depths of his dark coat, within the breast pocket, before absorbing the others, which should have also carried cells that were of the likeness to the Jenova cells within them. He would immediately waste no time in his transformation after that, not wanting to draw it out anymore. His body would immediately revert to its form as a Seraph, of which he would then cover relatively half of the battlefield, as it would be.


Now, he could really let loose without having to worry about destroying the planet with his incredible power. Yet, strangely enough, he sensed this same hidden potential inside of the now ant-sized man before him, now realizing what it was truly that he meant when he said he was a 'Crystal.' "... You're a Planet Core, too...?" Sephiroth, in his Seraph form, was merely one Planet Core in and of himself, but this man seemed to be under the influence of multiple. Sephiroth, as a Planet Core himself, could easily tell. "... But not just a Planet Core... You're something... More..." In his hand, a blade, comparative to his escalated size being 13-feet (that means, scaled up to whichever decibel of intensity and magnitude he was actually at, matched to equivocation to the length to his own proportions wherein, if scaled back down to normal ratios, would be the equivalent of 13-feet to his own body's natural proportions) would manifest in his only remaining human hand; his Burning Masamune, which was the Burning Blade that belonged to every True Seraph. The Left, at that. "I can't wait to rip it out of you, either. This is really a very nice area for it, as well." He looked around, stroking his blade in the air a bit, watching as light bent all around its splendor with a ferocious luster, brighter than the sun, "... Makes me feel... At home already..." Seraph Sephiroth stretched his wings, flexing the One-Winged Arm that carried him even this far, saying with a deep and beckoning, billowing voice, "... Then take me, Brother..."

He raised his Left Hand which harbored his Divine Weapon, the Burning Masamune, and aimed it at Tensei, ready to truly Test him, now. "... To The Promised Land..." The blazing blade crashed down with all such authority of one opening the 'Gates of Hell' to unleash upon the land, blazing through the the very fabric of space-time to deliver such quick and swift justice straight down upon his head at 'Godspeed', like something only lightning wished it could achieve. The very bladed edge itself should have flickered intensely from the sheer radiation, making it seem nearly invisible for several moments as it cut through the very reality itself in a similar fashion to the blazing green flares that were of a similar caliber. The Seraphim were able to very easily recognize each other, and it was only when they were at their full strength that they were truly able to test their valor. Not on the lower levels, like many of the others had their skirmishes, on the Earthly Level, or even simply in a Cosmic Level... But on a Heavenly Level, which very few were able to achieve. That's why he knew that this battle would be his most grand.

Tensei took but one deep breath at the same time Sephiroth bathed in the light, feeling somehow very relieved and refreshed, much like Sephiroth must have felt when he was allowed to take on his Seraph Form and not have to hold back anymore. That made Tensei happy that they had both come to terms with the Father and found Peace in each Other and Mother. This certainly was the most wonderful Reunion, and Tensei would ensure to make it a memory etched for all time in history. *The Reunion*

The very moment Sephiroth's blade sought to pierce him yet again, Tensei' himself, would clasp his palms together suddenly as if in prayer with the 'Omnicentricity' being moved from his wings to Sephiroth's blade and catch it between his palms before it could physically harm him, opening his mouth to say, "... Amen," simply because he knew that Sephiroth understood and accepted in his heart what this meant, and even without words, that was all that Tensei needed for him. With it, however, the Wings that were once the main 'Vertex' of the 'Omnicentricity' were that no longer, but would enclose just as swiftly around Sephiroth and Tensei, trapping them both inside of all eight wings all in a moment. At that moment, Sephiroth was once again inside of Tensei's perimeter. The still shining light of the 'Magnanimous Luminosity' would then be in all such high concentration within the little now contained pod of wings, releasing a shining light that would literally completely obliterate Sephiroth if not withheld from him. The 'Magnanimous Luminosity' itself, amplified by the high powered concentration of the Crystal Wings as well as the Halos that were still around them, and also the sudden stillness of Sephiroth's blade being like a mirror to reflect the light even further, which should have also snuffed out the light of his Burning Masamune would bestow upon it a greater light of the 'Magnanimous Luminosity' and the wavelength it was at, which exceeded even the holy flame of the blazing edge.

"No... I'm Not..." He said softly, blade between his palms, "... I'm Not Beautiful At All..." His voice broke as though he wanted to cry, or that he were being overcome with emotion just from having to utter something like that about himself, regardless of what he wished to believe and hoped to become, and for a moment, his face would mirror that feeling and portray it as if he were going to shed a tear. He thought of fond memories of his friends and how they were all gone now, simply because of all that he had acquired and was now revealing for the first time the true potential of. He'd come up with these techniques whilst still on Vescrutia, but was using them now because they were necessary against Seraph Sephiroth, but... Each one of them was like a reminder. His success was a painful sting because it made him remember everyone and everything that hated him for it. At that moment, the pain overtook his completely vulnerable and relatively tender heart, and he would glare at Sephiroth, straight in the Third Eye within his Third Crown and say, "Nirvana..." revealing to him with just the sight of Tensei's own insight within the Light of his Mind what it looked like first hand; that which Sephiroth was searching for inside of him.

~Absolute All; Nirvana (Eternal Peace)~: Clasps his hands together as if in prayer and centers himself to perfect and utter calm, which focuses power into his Third Eye or Halo (If from the Crystal Lotus, the Lotus will bloom and release light). From this, it fires a beam from filled with the Infinite Wisdom, Knowledge and Intellect of the Divine and shoots it straight into the Third Eye of another. From there, Khrona brings all things about them to utter calm and peace with this infinite knowledge, causes their heads to explode from being unable to maintain, withstand or understand such unfathomable knowledge; especially the insanity of Khrona himself. A literal 'mind-blowing' experience. Basically, he fills your head with so much knowledge, it explodes from being unable to process or contain it all at once.

The very instant after Tensei's calm was broken by the memories of his breaking heart, the 'Magnanimous Luminosity' that should have been Scathing Sephiroth's flesh would suddenly flash red, and in that brief moment, all of his epidermis would be scorched off in an instant; stripped clean from his flesh, which should have now only been charred dermis or burnt muscle tissue. It was only a glimmer of what was still burning within him that he was containing; a flame so destructive, it would erase even a Seraph in a moment's notice. His eyes were slit, as though set and ready to kill, but they seemed to gaze not only with coherency, but also compassion, pain and deep sorrow and longing, something like Sephiroth knew all too well. The 'Magnanimous Luminosity' combined with the 'Nirvana' would paint the picture all around them in the brightness of the all-consuming light, right before Sephiroth's eyes; what his death would look like from that moment on that Tensei stopped him then and there.

*~When the 'Magnanimous Luminosity' turned red, instead of being contained so that it did not incinerate Sephiroth completely, it would be allowed to be released full strength upon the completely isolated target, who was halted midair, disarmed and completely helpless to his absolute destruction. "... NO ONE THINKS I'M BEAUTIFUL!!!!" the sound of the light cried out in an infernal fury, loud and hot enough for Sephiroth not only to hear, but also see and feel and know all at the exact same time. At that moment, Tensei's pain inside would bear down upon him as this infernal red heat, like that of a furnace beyond temperature, yet just as caustic as any red-hot flame. It looked like an abyss of pure ash, which, too,was being burnt up just as quickly, and being reconfigured into pure burning energy."DOES THIS LOOK BEAUTIFUL TO YOU, SEPHIROTH!?!?" Tensei stepped forth with eyes like blazing fire and a figure that could not be made out through the pure intensity of the vibration of light separating it from the vision of normal light. The figure looked like nothing but a shimmering distortion in the blinding red, something like invisible lava.

The flickering distortion in the abysmal redness would extend what seemed to be an arm and yank the blade and the man at the end of it closer, having him to gaze into the burning, bulging eyes of the Tensei, which seemed to be overflowing with blood just as red and as hot as the 'Magnanimous Luminosity' that was all around them showing this to Sephiroth. Yet, there seemed to still be signs of compassion in his heart that mirrored his pain and the fury that became of it. Apparently, something about beauty made him feel very insecure, because though he knew these things he did were beautiful, they did not bring the beauty out in others, as it was supposed to do... As Tensei intended it to do. It further aggravated him, and the hellstorm of heat continued. "I AM A HORRIBLE MONSTER. CAN YOU NOT SEE IT, OR IS THIS LIGHT TOO BRIGHT FOR YOU!?!?!?"~*

The moment Sephiroth was done looking into Tensei's blazing eyes, the scenario projected and implanted directly in his vision by the all-consuming (and thus, omnipresent) light of the 'Magnanimous Luminosity,' would be shattered, and Sephiroth would be freed from his 'Reality Genjutsu' of sorts, and bring him right back to the moment that Tensei had used 'Nirvana' to transfer this feeling, image, knowledge and understanding straight into Sephiroth's head. From all around, down to his very environment, he would have no choice but to view, experience and understand Tensei's emotions and energy on the level that would have destroyed them if it continued any further. Tensei just stood there after showing Sephiroth what was inside of him, with a Crystal Tear streaming down his face, which also looked rather hurt and embarrassed, as well as extremely forlorn. It didn't seem like he was pleased about showing Sephiroth what he thought about... Himself... It actually made him feel really bad about what he was. Just like anyone with the Geostigma would when they excel too much... "... I'm Sorry..."

*Everything in red is why Sephiroth's skin should be charred. That all happened within the initial red flash of the 'Magnanimous Luminosity.'

Even now, Sephiroth, giving it all his might, paled in comparison to just the wings alone of this seraphic man that had captured his blade. "Masaka..." he muttered in genuine shock, unable to believe that there was just no way in. There were no openings, because every opening was like leading straight into whatever he wished to get accomplished at the time. Did having just one extra wing really make that much of a difference? Sephiroth nearly seethed with hatred as he had to think of himself and his accursed One-Winged Arm, which was being burnt up feather by feather in the light of the Magnanimous Luminosity. Yet, the burning blaze surrounding his blade, though snuffed out, seemed to be suddenly rekindled with the light of the 'Magnanimous Luminosity,' which would shine in the light like a bright, glowing Seraph Wing. This new fire would stream up his arm and become the 'Seraph Wing' Masamune, which was the oneness of the very soul of his blade matching the weight of the One-Wing that mirrored it. At that moment, he would see that his eight wing, all the time, was his Masamune in his Left Hand, and without it, he was without part of his heart and character... The other wing that carried him into his Seraph-hood.

"... If Only There Were More Like You..." he said, looking down at his arm, smiling fondly now and closing his eyes, unable to look at him any longer without feeling the overwhelming sensation to perhaps, begin crying, himself, if Sephiroth even ever did that. "Mother Would Be More Pleased." Though, if it were for any reason, it certainly would be for this one. He only cursed himself under his breath for abandoning his other wing once he became a Seraph; his trusty Sword, the Masamune. "I Hope Your... Our... Father Is Pleased," he said, lowering his blade and suddenly shrinking, becoming, very gradually and fluidly, his normal size again, and eventually, reverting all the way back to his normal restricted form as the 'One-Winged Angel.'


That would be all he would say as he finally came to peace with his own hatred and hunger. He realized that this would only go on for as long as Sephiroth insisted upon fighting back, and he was finally done after seeing Tensei's face. This was all that he needed to see to be satisfied. This, and what would become of the planet that Mother was restoring. That would be the true blessing here, he knew. "... Tell me your name. I don't believe we were formally introduced, despite me knowing that everyone knows my name. I still do not know yours." He would away his blade and calm his fervent spirit, ready now to return to a normal scale of interaction between the two of them. "... I cannot go after having such a life-changing interaction not knowing the name of the one who incurred it. That's not very polite..." He smirked, "... Now, is it?"

"The pleasure was all mine..." he paused, turning around to meet the eye of the man he'd just truly engaged in battle with, calling out his name with esteem, "Tensei." It was clear and understood that they no longer needed to fight each other. Sephiroth, now an ally to Tensei, would then begin to engage him on an inquisitive level rather than in a hostile manner, feeling now that he knew and understood his goals a little more firmly in relation to Sephiroth's own, the two of them were truly of the same blood and heritage, and whatever Tensei was, it has grown stronger than even Sephiroth, himself. "... Though, I don't believe that you came here to begin the Reunion... That didn't seem to be your intent in the slightest, in fact." Sephiroth crossed his arms and leaned against one of the old pillars holding up the remains of the church, waiting for a feasible explanation to his being here was, then. "... So, what is your purpose for coming here? Was it just to face me in battle? I do know that many would jump for that sort of indulgence." A somber grin peeled the stale smirk upon his face, as if he were already aware of how great he was not only in his world, but in many other that had heard of his name. Yet, Tensei's name was very fitting... as was, of course, Sephiroth's.

"Chocobo Forest?" Sephiroth, almost wanting to laugh under his breath. "Someone of your strength wishes to laze about with the Chocobos on their farm? That is laughable, at best." He also found it strange that he was able to (and even cared to) find a significant other. Usually by this time, people like the two of them were two far away from the others to even be considered for such things. "And, in all my time here, I have not heard of nor seen the Chocobo Forest. Perhaps that is where the breeders catch them, however, I wouldn't know how to get there. You would either have to trace it yourself or find someone on the farm that knows." Those were the only two options that Sephiroth deemed fit for resolving his predicament. "... Heh. I suppose you'll need an escort, so that you aren't found out and cause a severe disturbance in this world, hm? You went through all the trouble of making not only a disguise, but also an isolated realm for us to fight full strength in... You must also care about this place as much as I did. For that, I will respect your wish of not wanting to disrupt our realm with your presence."

Sephiroth shook his head, laughing at the poor guy. He seemed to be completely discombobulated and disorderly, yet somehow exceptionally coordinated. This sort of person intrigued Sephiroth, adding to his interest in remaining nearby for at least a little while longer. The 'Chocobo Farm' was the perfect excuse. "... Hm. Well, you'll want to return to your Chocobo Form, now won't you? I thought you were trying to keep up appearances..." Sephiroth would deal with the entire 'Mother' situation on his own later on. Certainly, the Shinra corporation deserved his lack of support here and now, where they would probably need it most. They would be overtaken by 'Mother' in but a single day, and in that entire time, Sephiroth would be nowhere to be found.

"To think... This moment would be so perfect... For me to have my revenge." He never would have guessed that the opportunity would only come from assisting a being bred from an outside world with the same genetic condition that selects a Chosen Champion. It was like helping a fugitive; though, very few of the people in this world should have even known about anything outside of their own planet. How simple and narrow-minded. Absolutely detestable. "By the way, you should work on your Chocobo noise. That was simply terrible." He chuckled under his breath, closing his eyes and starting toward the door. If Tensei were going to follow, this would be his only chance. Sephiroth stopped for very few, if any, besides himself and his dear 'Mother.'

"Better..." Sephiroth would say in reference to the noise Tensei made as he transformed, "... But not quite." If anything, he would blow their cover just by making the wrong noise and drawing attention to himself as some sort of 'Rare Breed,' perhaps. Sephiroth, himself, was already a spectacle due to popularity and notoriety alone, so the 'Black Chocobo,' which was also already a rarity in Midgar, making strange noises all day would definitely attract a crowd. They needed to get things established between them immediately. "You, don't make any noise for any reason. This is a covert operation, so no one can know you're here and that you're not what you appear to be. It will cause a distortion, something like a 'glitch' in a computerized system that doesn't support your data." It was fortunate that he would stumble upon Sephiroth. He'd already beaten this game and its system, so he was able to exit from it and have his own understanding beyond just the boundaries of this world, alone. That may have been Tensei's only saving grace; finding Sephiroth.

As they exited the doors, he would begin to walk a little more expeditiously, as if he'd already been prepared to avoid people the very moment he stepped outside, whilst also leading Tensei toward the direction of the Chocobo Farm. Fortunately, Jenova's appearance and whatever she was doing should have been more than enough of a disturbance to distract everyone from them in the first place. "We have to hurry. If we don't get there before Mother finishes cleansing the planet, it will probably cause anyone who is capable of helping you to flee in terror attempting to save their futile existences." He flipped his hair, smiling to himself at just the thought of the ones that were weak being crushed by the might of Mother's pure, clean power overtaking them. "It's also good that you decided on a completely isolated area that no one comes to... Anywhere public and you would have caused a scene that would probably have had some irreversible effects." Sephiroth paused, turning around curiously, "... You're... Rather coordinated for someone that has no real coordination." He shook his head, waving the thought off mentally, "... Probably simply the effects of the Geostigma, naturally. Hmph."

Suddenly, something attracted Sephiroth's attention below his feet. It was fresh, green grass growing, for once, in Midgar. He looked down at it both pleased and concerned, then quickly looked back up to Tensei and said, "... We have to move. Mother's cells are rapidly evolving this place, as it had done the able-bodied of we who are here, such as myself." He looked at the... Black Chocobo and smiled, nearly wanting to laugh again. "... And before you say, 'Hop on my back and I'll take you,' I'm just going to tell you that I don't... Ride Chocobos." What would Sephiroth, the One-Winged Angel, look like riding on a Chocobo? Even if the Black one very much suited his persona, it was still a rather frustrating fowl, and he simply didn't have the time for such nonsense. Optional foolishness that had nothing to do with him. "So. How about this... You follow me wherever I take you and hope you can keep up." Sephiroth turned to where he could feel the influence of Mother's return spreading the fastest and followed it in a blur, saying to Tensei, "Godspeed," as he flickered off to outrun the inevitable change of the world and destruction of Midgar, once and for all.

*Jenova Returning And Making The Planet Into Nature = Why Midgar Is Overrun With Agriculture 500 Years In The Future.