God of Midgar

A few thousand years ago, a city stood above all others. Its technology remniscent of modern-times, and its military mighty. This giant metropolis controlled more land than any other country during its peak of power. However, one man reduced the entire city known as Midgar, to rubble. Once a great and mighty city with a population over 50 million, was now empty, lifeless ruins no human would dare tread. All because of one man, one man who stood amongst the collapsed buildings again.

Sephiroth Crescent-Iramasha, Head Commander of the Iramasha Guard, was drawn to his old home again. Something was still here......something that had been calling his name for close to 5 centuries. He didnt know why he was here, he just knew he had to be here. So he left the Iramasha Island, and came to the world of the living, seeking nothing but answers.

His long, silver hair and jet-black jacket swayed to and fro in the breeze as he walked through the all-too familiar streets of the place he could once call home. His mind flashed back to when he was a child, running through the streets, while thousands of people engulfed the bustling streets and buildings around him. However, he shook off the memory, as it, like all other "memories" in his mind, were lies. He was nearing his destination.
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"Come on dad! Its startin' to get dark!"

A little, silver-haired boy, was tugging his father along the darkening streets of a striving metropolis. The two seemed rather ordinary, a simple father and son family. The man being pulled by the ever-excited boy simply followed, smiling down at his son. As the sun began to fade behind enormous buildings around them, they started running together, both full of smiles and joy. But this was just a memory.

The memory faded into reality, revealing the man whos history was harsh. This place brought him back to his peaceful days as a young and happy child. He again pushed away the memory, trying to focus on one thing only: they were all lies. His childhood, that filthy man that pretended to be his father, everything. The only truth that remained was Sephiroths all-consuming hatred. He despised that man with every fiber of his being, which is why he had slaughtered him and every single other human in this wretched city.

Sephiroths mind flashed back to his childhood.

The young boy was once again pulling on his fathers sleeve, alk while running. Their laughter engulfed the empty city streets their feet treaded on. The memory was still hazy, making everything seem to be covered in a fog. The man began to run slower, not being able to keep up with his bustling son. They came to a series of stairs, which lead into a large, tree-covered park. Water began to hit their faces as it started to rain lightly at first, though it quickly became much heavier. They continued to run through the park, making it to the other side of the park in just a few minutes. Running in the streets again, they continued on, until they finally made it to a massive mansion near the Government Building that was in the dead center of Midgar. The giant gun-esque weapon loomed over the house, keeping it as dry as ever. They walked to the stairs, and opened the do--

Sephiroths thoughts were interrupted by a loud scream coming from the old Government Office. The scream seemed to come from a woman....which was odd, as he didnt sense any Reitsu nearby. None....at all. Not even a slight trace. Green energy covered his entire body as he Warped to the hidden laboratory in the Government Building. And then he saw it. The last remaining remnants of Jenova Iramasha, Sephiroths one true mother. He picked up the container, admiring the soul within. For once, he would finally be reunited with Jenova, something Sephiroth had been wishing to do since he originally absorbed part of her power.

Sephiroth was sent flying into a wall, still holding the small container. The wall was shattered, with the broken bits of it falling down on Sephiroths body. He simply stood up, unfazed, though the power of the attack was quite high. He calmly looked around, stopping on a being in the shadows. As the terrible disfigured form walked into the light, Sephiroth immediately recognized the man as Honjo, the disgusting, pathetic being he though he killed thousands of years ago. The grotesque beings mouth opened and began to speak.

"You look surprised Sephiroth. Not happy to see me?"

"Not at all. I think I shall show you my increase of power....you do not deserve to go to the Promised Land, so you must be killed."

Energy began to glow and cover Sephiroths body, pushing everything away from himself in the process. The building and room around him began to tremble, shaking from the intensity of his sheer Spiritual Power. When his legendary black wing formed on the right side of his back, the room around him exploded from the power, ripping a gigantic hole in the side of the Government Building. He was still holding the container of Jenovas spirit remnants as this happened. The container exploded, sending green energy everywhere. After but a second, the energy shot into Sephieoths body, making him float into the air. The energy infiltrated his mind, taking control and subduing his own mind. This new soul inside his own was beginning to burst and radiate its own tremendous power, though it wasnt really surprising as Jenova was one of the most powerful Iramasha of her time. The new Sephiroth began to address the person in front of him.

"I have more power than ever. Much more than a puny being such as yourself could even comprehend. Are you feeling the intense power of fear yet? Are you fearing for your insignificant life? Fear no further...for I shall take your life FROM YOU!"

The new pseudo-Sephiroth's power began to radiate from his body, spreading outward in every direction. The buildings around him began to collapse in on themselves, being pushed away from his absolutely massive power. He flicked his wrist in he direction of a feew buildings. Even without his weapon, there was enough force to collapse the buildings onto each other. He charged up some Chaos Energy in his right hand, now magnified by the power of both him and Jenova. The energy was immense, crippling the Government Building beneath the feet of Honjo, sending bits and pieces to the ground below. He brought his arm up away from where he was looking, and shot the Chaos Blast into a part of the city. When it hit the area, it forrmed a massive dome of energy, completely obliterating every single thing in its blast zone.

The entire section of the city was gone. It was reverted to ash, with not a single trace left to be seen. With just an average amount of Chaos Energy, he had completely wiped out an entire quarter of the massive city. His single wing eerily stood stock-still, matching the rest of his completely calm body. With the city reduced to rubble, it held no trace of its former glory. Throughout all of this, laughter could be heard coming from the badly destroyed Government building. Turns out, Honjo found all of this to be quite enjoyable, even though he knew he was going to die.

"Sephiroth! Why have you not asked yourself why this dirty old man is still alive? Thats right....now you are beginning to understand. You see, I absorbed some of Jenova into my OWN body! I am immortal!! Do you understand yet?! YOU ARE NOT COMPLETE!! NOR WILL YOU EVER BE, FOR THIS IS WHERE YOU MEET YOUR END!!"

In Honjos right hand, a sword similar to Sephiroths own Honjo Masamune formed, with its blade almost as long. He released his own spiritual power, and charged towards Sephiroth with immense speed....but this was nothing. Sephiroth simply....vanished into thin air. In less than a second, he appeared behind Honjo, and formed his sword straight through Honjos chest. Blood shot out of the wound, spraying in Honjos own face. He knew it was over before it even began, though this is what he wanted from the start. He was smiling as his spirit began to fade from existence.

"Sephiroth...take my power....so that I may live on forever...UGH!!"

Honjos body turned into lime green energy, making his form disappear. The spiritual essence of the old man began to poor into Sephiroths body and soul alike. Sephiroths chest lifted towards the sky, with his legs, arms, and head being pulled downwards....and it stopped as quick ass it had started. Sephiroth had now completely absorbed every remnant of the ancient Iramasha, Jenova. He let his power flow from his body, feeling the new found strength bubble up inside of himself, His mind, however, was split between him and Jenova, though with that last bit of her power from Honjo, she now had the means to completely take over his body. He was no longer Sephiroth....no, he was something else entirely . He........had finally obtained god-status. He charged Chaos energy into both of his hands, and began to float higher and higher, until he was a mere speck above Midgar. He let the Chaos energy fall downwards towards Midgar. Then they hit the ground.......and in a dead-silent second, wind pushed everything away from the impact areas. In a millisecond, the energy shot into every direction, combing to form a giant dome 5 times the size of the city itself. Then the extremely loud roar from the explosion began, it itself being deafening. After the explosion reached its maximum size, it shrunk back down until it simply disappeared. What was left in the aftermath of this tremendous attack? Nothing. Absolutely nothing. Not even ash was left from the city, with every atom of what was once a mighty empire, gone. Not a single trace was left. Nobody would be able to guess a massive city once existed here. Sephiroth reverted back to his normal state, his wing disappearing. Or thats what he WOULD have done, if he even could. His power was now so high, he couldnt leave his Hybrid stage 1 mode, or in other words, his wing would now stay there forever, unless he transformed that is. Energy covered his body, as he Chaos Warped to his new destination....