Nalia was dumbfounded. The moment he mentioned Vincent’s name as being described as his teacher, a mentor, during his youth, all of her mental files were tossed to the wind in a hurricane of confusion. That can’t be right. Vincent was locked in his coffin for nearly twenty years. Cloud and his team were the first time find him since locking himself away. Vincent? Really? Vincent Valentine? The guy that half the fandom would rather say is Sephiroth’s real father, and the other half would instead just ship-......<br/><br/>“oh my god...” Nalia muttered under her breath to herself. By this point Sephiroth had already walked away from her, leaving her in a daze, staring into nothing. How could she be so stupid? She and her sister have lived in the Convergence for who knows how long now and have been visited by numerous people from all over the cosmos, all from not just different planets, but also from different universes. She’s got the damned songbooks organized as such, for goodness sake.  The multiverse theory, partly states that there are an infinite number of earths, upon which there are an infinite number of ourselves, living out our lives, likely very differently from our own. Of course, Gaia would fit that bill as well. Sure, as far as she knew there was only one Gaia, and it’s fictional. But if that Gaia exists, then why wouldn’t his Gaia exist too? It would. He might be a fan-fiction version of the character on her own world, but on another Earth his story could be the real one people are playing. And so Gaia exists as well in multitudes across the multiverse.<br/><br/>As she mused over all these thoughts, she mechanically walked over to her bar, taking her usual place on the stool behind the counter. “Fuck.” She groaned as she let her head drop down onto the bar.<a class="username" data-user-id="3012" data-username="@Norden" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/3012/">@Norden</a>“Axle can you pour me a drink?” She said while holding a hand out to him while she remained faceplanted on the smooth wooden surface. Suddenly another lightbulb flashed in her mind. That’s right. Her memory power gained by the Convergence. “Axle!” She exclaimed again, lifting her head this time to look at him. “You said talking to me made you remember things. When exactly would you say did you feel your flashbacks most strongly? Where were we? Or, rather, where was I? What was I doing?” She fucked up, she recognized that, but she wasn’t going to just sit tight and do nothing about it. She needs to apologize and help him. She couldn’t be sure why he’d forget everything, but at the very least she’d be sure to try to help him remember. Clearly he lived a better life than the Sephiroth she knows. One thing changed in his past and it was a butterfly effect to something much brighter from what he’s explained so far. Maybe this Sephiroth defeats Jenova and the world is happy, well, at least until Shinra fucks it all up again. Either way, she had to try.