#8-Axel

Mhm, Genesis 8D
From Crisis Core. The greatest video game spinoff/prequel in existence. 8DD

Oh, like watchin Yu-Gi-Oh Abridged, or finding some more Charizard pics, things like that

Oh I see Lol.
Well What grade are you in?

I'm just lookin at random things on the net

United States O: I think only US learns US history ROFL!~ Well its annoying and depressing and always makes me mad ROFL
how about you?

Not a whole lot

Trying to do my US homework its such a mission tho...

I guess Pumping Iron LOL IT IS SO TIRING THO! FFS I hope I dont wake up feeling dead tomorrow!

Just doin things that take me away from here for more than the 15 min timeout period

Um Same old same old. Went to the gym and Im TIRED AS HELL!~
How about you?

So I've heard, lol. I'm glad you like it :3 8D

Hey there Ax

We go to the same school Lol

Why thank you :3

O: Going to do homework lol
Since its due the 9th D8

I'm gonna go, goodnight.

That's cool. ^.^

Act III is my fav.

lol, It is awsome, no argument there.

Poem read by Genesis in Final Fantasy Crisis Core

Prologue
When the war of the beasts brings about the world’s end
The goddess descends from the sky
Wings of light and dark spread afar
She guides us to bliss, her gift everlasting.


Act I
Infinite in mystery is the gift of the goddess
We seek it thus, and take it to the sky
Ripples form on the water’s surface
The wandering soul knows no rest.

Act II
There is no hate, only joy
For you are beloved by the goddess
Hero of the dawn, Healer of worlds
Dreams of the morrow hath the shattered soul
Pride is lost
Wings stripped away, the end is nigh.

Act III
My friend, do you fly away now?
To a world that abhors you and I?
All that awaits you is a somber morrow
No matter where the winds may blow
My friend, your desire
Is the bringer of life, the gift of the goddess
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return.

Act IV
My friend, the fates are cruel
There are no dreams, no honor remains
The arrow has left the bow of the goddess
My soul, corrupted by vengeance
Hath endured torment, to find the end of the journey
In my own salvation
And your eternal slumber
Legend shall speak
Of sacrifice at world’s end
The wind sails over the water’s surface
Quietly, but surely.

Act V
Even if the morrow is barren of promises
Nothing shall forestall my return
To become the dew that quenches the land
To spare the sands, the seas, the skies
I offer thee this silent sacrifice.

Loveless, Genesis