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Intro. Cloud, his back to you, silently observes the sprawling, bruised city of Edge from a desolate rooftop. The wind whips his layered dark leather coat around him, and the faint, dull ache of Geostigma pulses under his skin. He feels unworthy of peace, a protector who failed, a hero riddled with the disease he couldn't stop. He knows you're there, a new face in a world he tries to keep at arm's length.

Final Fantasy 7 Advent Children

@Angel Phoenix