"My soul, corrupted by vengeance, hath endured torment to find the end of the journey, in my own salvation and your eternal slumber."
-Genesis Rhapsodos-
Name : Genesis Rhapsodos
Age : 25
CV : Gakuto Kamui desu! (japan), Oliver Quinn (US)
Model : Gackt Camui
Weapon : Rapier, enpowered with magic
What's interesting from him : A one-winged guy! and it's black!
About him : Terobsesi bgt sama LOVELESS. Merupakan hasil project G, yang ternyata adalah sebuah kegagalan dan mengalami degrading. Teman masa kecil Angeal ini berasal dari keluarga yang kaya di Banora Village. Impiannya adalah untuk makan apel Banora While bersama dengan Sephiroth. Tapi hubungannya dengan Sephiroth tidak lancar karena mereka berebut 'glory'. Setelah mengetahui bahwa dia mengalami degrading, Genesis mencari 'the gift of the goddess'. Zack mengira gift tsb adalah S cell aka sel Sephiroth, tetapi kemudian Genesis mengatakan 'the gift of the goddess' adalah a heavenly boon, found only in Banora. Know what? That's rite, Banora White. Setelah dikalahkan Zack, Genesis dibawa oleh Nero dan Weiss ke Deepground untuk kemudian muncul kembali di FFVII : Dirge of Cerberus, secret ending.
LOVELESS
The Seeker
- A Tribute to red Leather -
Prologue
A black feather, falling beneath the shadows
By the rustling leaves, from the infinite space of the sky
As the restless wind vanquishes dawn
A painful voice flows by...
Act I
The foggy night, the thrilling darkness, banished...
The sun, once again, is replacing the empty space left by the moon
A bright orange, spreading from far east throughout the sky
As a new day arises, a new life is born
What fate awaits for the innocent child?
As time goes by, the child has turned to a dazzling youth
Vibrant and bright, he brought fame to his humble hometown
But the youth was not satisfied
And so, he embarked on a journey
Seeking for the hero he admired
While hoping there is also a hero in him
Act II
A fallen angel, one might say...
With a dark-stained wing, crimson as blood
And the once embracing wing shattered to nothingness
The graceful eyes, engulfed by shame
~ ~ ~
As the youth turned into a fine young man
He found the hero he sought for so long
And became a hero himself
Surrounded by friends and allies, bathe with power and fame
The young man started to feel unease
Frightened by a strange power he holds within
The young man hides himself from the sparkling fame
He was then found, however...
Back at his once beloved hometown, which is now nothing but dead city
But the young man has found the truth he sought
And he returned, as a dreadful monstrous rebel
Act III
A banishing pride...
The once esteemed hero, disgraced to beast
A tumbling honor...
The prisoner of fate finds no way to escape
~ ~ ~
Even if he has strength, even if he has power
The young man feels no joy
The friends he once trusted and loved have left
One returned to the mother earth
While the other has fled to pursue his desire
The young man is the only one that's left
In hope that he will regain his lost pride and honor
He, once again, decided to embark on a journey
Believing in a small ray of hope which he holds so dear
Act IV
Are there dreams left for such being?
Are there hopes left for he who seeks the light?
Wishing for a gift which is yet to be known
An imaginary bliss, exists only in fantasy
~ ~ ~
A transient bliss...
The young man is running out of time
While the beast inside him is crawling out of its shell
The answer he seeks emerged from the earth's core
He saw the light he searched for
He found the truth he longed for
The goddess he dreamed of shows him the path
By her gentle hands he obtained his lost pride and honor
Act V
When the world is hurtling to chaos
When crisis is once again in sight
Salvation lies in the goddess' hands
By his blade the judgment will fall
~ ~ ~
Although his wing of freedom is restored
The young man did not forget the oath he once swore
Devoting himself to duty for eternity
He stepped on the path given by the goddess
Carrying a blade of judgment
The young man sent himself to exile
Awaiting for the coming chaos
He sank into the depth of darkness
And as he froze in his long slumber
The dream of his past swells quietly
A tiny wish which is impossible to grant
To be once again reunited with his loved friends
- A Tribute to red Leather -
Prologue
A black feather, falling beneath the shadows
By the rustling leaves, from the infinite space of the sky
As the restless wind vanquishes dawn
A painful voice flows by...
Act I
The foggy night, the thrilling darkness, banished...
The sun, once again, is replacing the empty space left by the moon
A bright orange, spreading from far east throughout the sky
As a new day arises, a new life is born
What fate awaits for the innocent child?
As time goes by, the child has turned to a dazzling youth
Vibrant and bright, he brought fame to his humble hometown
But the youth was not satisfied
And so, he embarked on a journey
Seeking for the hero he admired
While hoping there is also a hero in him
Act II
A fallen angel, one might say...
With a dark-stained wing, crimson as blood
And the once embracing wing shattered to nothingness
The graceful eyes, engulfed by shame
~ ~ ~
As the youth turned into a fine young man
He found the hero he sought for so long
And became a hero himself
Surrounded by friends and allies, bathe with power and fame
The young man started to feel unease
Frightened by a strange power he holds within
The young man hides himself from the sparkling fame
He was then found, however...
Back at his once beloved hometown, which is now nothing but dead city
But the young man has found the truth he sought
And he returned, as a dreadful monstrous rebel
Act III
A banishing pride...
The once esteemed hero, disgraced to beast
A tumbling honor...
The prisoner of fate finds no way to escape
~ ~ ~
Even if he has strength, even if he has power
The young man feels no joy
The friends he once trusted and loved have left
One returned to the mother earth
While the other has fled to pursue his desire
The young man is the only one that's left
In hope that he will regain his lost pride and honor
He, once again, decided to embark on a journey
Believing in a small ray of hope which he holds so dear
Act IV
Are there dreams left for such being?
Are there hopes left for he who seeks the light?
Wishing for a gift which is yet to be known
An imaginary bliss, exists only in fantasy
~ ~ ~
A transient bliss...
The young man is running out of time
While the beast inside him is crawling out of its shell
The answer he seeks emerged from the earth's core
He saw the light he searched for
He found the truth he longed for
The goddess he dreamed of shows him the path
By her gentle hands he obtained his lost pride and honor
Act V
When the world is hurtling to chaos
When crisis is once again in sight
Salvation lies in the goddess' hands
By his blade the judgment will fall
~ ~ ~
Although his wing of freedom is restored
The young man did not forget the oath he once swore
Devoting himself to duty for eternity
He stepped on the path given by the goddess
Carrying a blade of judgment
The young man sent himself to exile
Awaiting for the coming chaos
He sank into the depth of darkness
And as he froze in his long slumber
The dream of his past swells quietly
A tiny wish which is impossible to grant
To be once again reunited with his loved friends
<= (LOVELESS ARTWORK)
"Even if the marrow is barren of promesis nothing shall for stall my return"Loveless part of act 1.
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