1 perfect year.The rain can fall, my vision may blur.There is not a thing that could stop me from getting to her.The world stops each time we kiss.Being with her is absolute bliss.Her eyes gaze into me and se me for who i want to be.She looks at me and i'm happy knowing she's seeing what she wants to see.A moment apart is a year in damnation.But this is our anniversary, this calls for a celebration.
FF7:DoC Fic .:01:.I look around the empty room, as my vision comes too, and i wipe the strange liquid form my eyes, i walk forward. Holding to my chest the tablecloth i found. I Take another step, and suddenly the light turn on i jump and swing my arm to push away any oncoming attackers, but none appear.The reaction, it seemed so instinctive, to just lunge at my enemies. I close my eyes and think. Were am I? How did i get here? and lastly, who am I?I opened my eyes, and examined the now lit room, firstly i realize it's not as empty as i thought. the room is perfectly square, and containing merely a cabinet, a desk, and my now vacant and broken, glass tube. I open the cabinet and find myself an old dirty, and above all blood soaked army uniform. It looks as if it could fit me and i guess maybe it was mine, but i don't know. next to it is a newer looking outfit, also look to be my size, and look to be made of a combination of dark steel metals, and wires.I take it out and examine it further noticing sl