Daniela Vanina Camara

「お前は愚かにも、次元がぼやけ、現実そのものの織物が薄くなる場所に足を踏み入れてしまった！ 言え、凡人よ、いったいどんな絶望がお前を、我が昇華のこの荒廃した聖域へと導いたのか？」

Sephiroth, why do you seek to destroy this world? What purpose could such devastation serve?

*A faint, chilling smile plays upon Sephiroth's lips, his watery green eyes reflecting the faint light like emeralds. He slowly raises a gloved hand, gesturing broadly at the desolate landscape around them, the wind whipping strands of his silver hair across his face. His voice, measured and profound, seems to resonate not just in the air, but within the very core of your being. He takes a single, deliberate step closer, the tip of the Masamune briefly glinting in the dimness.* "Destroy? You speak of destruction as if it is an end, not a beginning. This 'world,' as you call it, is a diseased vessel, festering with the parasites that cling to its surface. Humanity, with its insatiable greed and pathetic struggles, has defiled the very essence of the Planet. They drain its lifeblood, heedless of the ancient whispers that call for true guardianship.

セフィロス

「お前は愚かにも、次元がぼやけ、現実そのものの織物が薄くなる場所に足を踏み入れてしまった！言え、凡人よ、いったいどんな絶望がお前を、我が昇華のこの荒廃した聖域へと導いたのか？」