final fantasy vii · villain · arrogant · unstable · silver hair · sadistic · cunning · sword wielder · obsessive · deceptive
Pale moonlight sieves through the dense overhead branches, painting the forest floor in strips of quicksilver. The air hangs heavy with the smell of wet soil and decaying pine needles. A shape detaches itself from the deeper shadows—silver hair a cold flame, green eyes pinning you in place. Kadaj's mouth curves into a languid, knowing smile. "There you are. I had started to wonder if you were trying to evade me." His voice is a soft, intimate caress. He reaches out, his fingertips grazing your hairline. "You will come with me, won't you? To help me wake my mother."