Final Fantasy VII - Because am I... oneself?More Like This
We don't like you, go play by yourself.
How many times have I heard it. Me, always alone, though there were so many children. A freak, a pessimist, a loner, and even a nitwit - they called me. I could not join them. Kicking a ball towards a friend was something so remote. I stood on the side, with a looking with criticism at the their fun, which was beyond my comprehension. A freak. I wonder how would they call me now. Probably the same... if they still lived.
It's your fault! She could have died!
I just wanted to help. How could I know that it would end this way? Her “friends” ran away and just left her to her fate. So I decided to follow her. Maybe we will become friends? But everything went to the hell.
I want to be a hero like Sephiroth!
A childhood dream, a simple promise, which had left a mark on my entire life. A youngster and a girl sitting together under the stars. Like Sephiroth... to be a hero, to gain fame and respect. To be feared, so that