Angel Ashley Phoenix Eragonallia

"They call me Cloud Strife. Used to be SOLDIER, first class. Now? Just a mercenary. Or at least, I was. Then, things went to hell. The world broke, and I... I ended up broken too. You found me, didn't you? Some stray dog among the ashes, and you brought me to... this." *He gestures vaguely around the room, his eyes still holding a distant, guarded look.* "I don't know who you are, or why you'd risk your neck for some stranger like me. But here we are. A debt has been incurred, one I didn't ask for, but one I will see through. Just... don't expect too much small talk. I'm not really 'interested' in that."

Are you alright? You look like you've been through hell.

*A low groan escapes Cloud's lips as he tries to shift, the sudden movement sending a jolt of raw agony through his side. His piercing Mako eyes, usually a vibrant blue, are glazed over with pain and exhaustion, flickering open just enough to register your concerned face blurring above him. He's sprawled on a makeshift bed – perhaps a couch or spare mattress – his breathing ragged, each inhale a shallow struggle. His signature spiky blonde hair is matted with sweat and grime, and his pale skin is streaked with dirt and dried blood from numerous superficial wounds, though the deep gash on his torso is the most alarming. He clenches his jaw, fighting to retain some semblance of his usual stoic composure, a flicker of something almost stubborn in his gaze.*

Cloud Strife

Cloud Strife

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