Modeoheim. Of course... where everything ended, and everything began.

It robbed him of his childish naivety, twice over, and melded him into the man he'd grown up to be. And who he'd passed on as. This gets another uncomfortable shift, but the eerie, vacant gaze remains gentle, warm.

This was not about him - it was about Sephiroth.

"It's been a few years." The 'voice' chimed in erratically. "And more's happened since then. Is still going on."