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Chapter 10 by haileytraynor haileytraynor

What's next?

About an hour later

"Hello...?"

Cloud could barely hear a feminine voice coming from somewhere. "Hey, uh... who are you?" he asked, both to the effeminate voice as well as to the one he had been answering to.

"Who are you?!" he asked again, this time with a bit more intensity.

Then, a third voice. A cold, cunning, and malicious one. One that Cloud recognized all too well.

"I am your everything."

The void he was sitting in seemed to get brighter as he heard the feminine voice again. "Hello in there~!" came the voice with a bit of a musical wilt to it.

As the void became overpowering, he heard the cold voice one last time:

"Oh, Cloud. There's still so much to be done."

Cloud finally opened his eyes, albeit slowly, to the sight of a hole in a wooden ceiling, wooden beams standing strong, with a chandelier hangin overhead. His body ached, but nothing felt broken or dislocated. He quickly turned his head to the left, getting a better sense of where he had landed.

'Am I... in a church?' Cloud wondered silently. He registered the presence of near ceiling-high stain-glass multi-colored windows, and a few racks strewn about here and there. He turned his head to the right... and found himself looking into the eyes of a young woman.

"Maybe you're not okay..." she muttered sweetly, the hint of a blush on her face as she looked from his eyes to further down his body.

Cloud winced as he wondered what she meant by that. He started to feel the ground beneath him as it felt... soft . He lifted his head up off the ground and looked down. He was laying in a flower bed, filled with petals of all sorts of differing shapes, sizes and colors.

But he also felt... lighter? Unencumbered? He could feel the air on his body in ways that he wasn't used to. "What the...?" he muttered as he lifted his head further and looked down, only to be met with the familiar sight of his bare chest, unclothed legs, and black boxer briefs.

His worst fears were true. Cloud Strife had somehow found himself in a church that he didn't recognize... wearing nothing but his underwear... in front of a beautiful woman.

What's next?

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