"Actually, I don't know either. But I've always felt... that I was different from others."
Sephiroth's voice echoed through the darkness, low and confused. His eyes were filled with bewilderment and searching, seeking an answer even he could not provide.
"I've had this feeling since childhood. It has followed me throughout my life."
He continued, a faint sorrow in his voice. He recalled those days of childhood, when that sense of being different had clung to him like a shadow, forever keeping him from fitting into the lives of ordinary people.
"I once thought it was because I was a special SOLDIER cultivated by the Shinra Company."
A trace of resolve flashed through Sephiroth's eyes. He seemed to be recalling those days of training, the effort and sacrifices he had made to become The Strongest SOLDIER.
However, his voice suddenly sank. "But now that I've seen these monsters... I've begun to wonder whether I'm a monster like them too."
His words were full of self-doubt and unease, as though he were questioning his own existence and purpose.
Chang Wei listened quietly to his confession without interrupting.
He knew that Sephiroth needed time to face his heart, and time to find the answer.
Just then, Sephiroth suddenly raised his head, a flash of determination appearing in his eyes.
He seemed to have made up his mind to face his past and uncover the truth buried deep within him.
"No, I can't give up like this."
His voice became firm and powerful.
"I'm going to find the answer. I'm going to find out exactly what I am."
The two of them climbed the dim staircase step by step. The air around them seemed frozen, and only their footsteps echoed through the silence.
They arrived in front of an iron door. It looked