Visions, Good and Bad

"Welcome to the Visual Entertainment Hall, where we showcase Shinra's cutting-edge technology… through an immersive visual and audio experience. Please relax and enjoy the show!"

It was a bait and switch, Cloud thought. Just an empty auditorium. But right as they resolved to push through, a metallic pole raised in the center of the room, with a green beam emitting to scan them.

"The hell—?" Barret grunted. It was an illusion, Cloud knew, but he could really feel the wind in his hair as they were cast to another world, a green, verdant place filled with people.

"In the distant past, our planet was home to a people we call the Ancients. Many millennia before we discovered mako, these precursors were already pioneering its use. Somehow they learned of the great reservoir of energy pulsing beneath their feet. And once they had… the Ancients developed the means to harness this bountiful energy and bend it to their will. The fruits of their labors have survived to this very day in the form of certain kinds of materia. Their scripture, too, has endured: "We who are born of the planet, with her we speak. Her flesh we shape. Onto her promised land shall we one day return. By her loving grace and providence may we take our place in paradise." Alas, the Ancients themselves are long gone. Two thousand years ago, a meteor brought an end to their civilization. But before their fiery end, did the Ancients find their promised land? Even now, we have only to wonder. Times have changed—and the Shinra Electric Power Company is committed to changing and evolving with them. Like the Ancients, we have harnessed the power of mako. Are they out there, watching us? Waiting for us to join them in some blessed corner of the world—a green and verdant land where boundless mako energy will provide for our very need? Shinra is working for you, to fulfill the hope of the Ancients and lead us to that promised land. We shall not rest until our dream is realized."

The verdant vision began to fade. The floral overtones in Cloud's nostrils were replaced with the sterility of Shinra Tower and then ... acrid smoke and flame. Cloud looked up to see the blinding sight of a meteor above, slowly plunging towards the earth, the gravity from it practically sucking up the structures around the heroes, the Shinra Tower above them collapsing amid the chaos. The people around them fled, as a hooded figure floated downward, serene and placid. It was Sephiroth.

He moved faster than Cloud could perceive, only seeing Tifa and Barret collapse to the ground under his ****. Cloud cried out, pulling out his sword, only to find Sephiroth behind him. His slender, but enormously long cock pushed against Cloud's ass, coaxing memories long buried.

"Sephiroth," Cloud said pitifully, collapsing onto his knees. And then it was gone.