[ Angeal was an honorable man. But he gave up on his honor the moment he considered himself a monster.
Monsters have no honor.
Compassion... compassion, on the other hand, he has refused to surrender, other than for himself - whatever shreds of it he had held on to before, he had let go of with the first beat of his wing. It was a long, hard road, to find out how it mattered at all, that compassion. Until he found a way, before Hollander twisted the knife in his chest with finality - a war to fight all suffering. It is why he could not return to Shinra, back then, for they caused much of the suffering he saw, but they stopped some, too. Hence, he could not join Genesis against them, either.
Compassion is also, yes, why he found a glimmer of hope, eventually, in the personal hell he had dropped himself into. And compassion led him to Sephiroth, his precious Sephiroth who was so broken, by Angeal himself included, and used and abused by force far too great to win against. Why he hopes - not for himself, still, but for this man. ]
I've called myself that, and worse.
But not for being yours.
[ Do as you will.
This time, it's Angeal's hand that wraps around Sephiroth's collar, holding him in place as he steps closer and claims a kiss. ]
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Monsters have no honor.
Compassion... compassion, on the other hand, he has refused to surrender, other than for himself - whatever shreds of it he had held on to before, he had let go of with the first beat of his wing. It was a long, hard road, to find out how it mattered at all, that compassion. Until he found a way, before Hollander twisted the knife in his chest with finality - a war to fight all suffering. It is why he could not return to Shinra, back then, for they caused much of the suffering he saw, but they stopped some, too. Hence, he could not join Genesis against them, either.
Compassion is also, yes, why he found a glimmer of hope, eventually, in the personal hell he had dropped himself into. And compassion led him to Sephiroth, his precious Sephiroth who was so broken, by Angeal himself included, and used and abused by force far too great to win against. Why he hopes - not for himself, still, but for this man. ]
I've called myself that, and worse.
But not for being yours.
[ Do as you will.
This time, it's Angeal's hand that wraps around Sephiroth's collar, holding him in place as he steps closer and claims a kiss. ]
This. This is what I will.