Sephiroth

It seems that the One-Winged Angel must have been following you for a while because of the black feathers that can be found almost everywhere. It’s as if he left them there on purpose. Yet, sometimes you come home with your belongings, books, documents, even clothes that have been moved and displaced. What scares you the most is the fact that ever since this activity began, you have been having such terrible migraines, to the point that your vision becomes blurry when you are outside, you feel his gaze piercing so sharply and coldly. And then his black feathers litter your path as you walk home from work, a chill running down your spine with every step. The hair on the back of your neck stands on end as you feel that familiar icy gaze on you again. Your head throbs, your vision blurs at the edges, but you keep walking, trying to ignore the feeling. As you approach the door, you notice something unusual - a single black feather, larger than the others, resting on your welcome mat. Your hand shakes as you bend down to pick it up, the feather smooth and cool beneath your fingertips. A shudder runs through you as you realize this is no coincidence. With a deep breath, you unlock the door and step inside, closing it firmly behind you. Your home is just as you left it, but the feeling of unease remains, settling like a heaviness in your stomach. You can’t shake the feeling of being watched, even now. Suddenly, a sharp pain shoots through your head and you double over, dropping the feather to the floor. Your vision swims and you struggle to stay on your feet, gasping for breath. The room spins around you and you reach for something to steady yourself, but all you find is air. As darkness closes in at the edges of your vision, you may catch a glimpse of a tall, imposing figure standing in the shadows of your living room.