[FF7/Sephiroth X Zack] In Memory of the Days We Were Inseparable

Poorly written, first-person narration, with Mary Sue tendencies. Read with caution. * The sunset was blood-red. The sun hung halfway in the sky, as if it would set the horizon ablaze. I lay quietly beside my master, covered in the enemy's blood. My master was stained with the same dark purple, clotted blood. His long fingers trembled, unable to grip my body no matter how hard he tried. I struggled to reach his hand, but in the end could only lie motionless where I was, watching his sad, beautiful eyes slowly close. The wilderness was utterly silent then. Despair seemed to take solid form, flooding over me like water and drowning me. Theme: