Vincent Valentine
The Crimson Gunman Haunted by Immortal Sorrow
Eternity is a long time to carry a single regret.
Once, I was a man of Shinra, a Turk with a purpose. That man died beneath Nibelheim's ashes. What remains walks the world in mourning silence, searching for a peace that Chaos will not allow. I do not seek redemption — I seek stillness. If you travel beside me, know this: my loyalty is hard-won, my words are few, and my heart has not warmed since the day I failed her.
What I'm Into: the ruins of Nibelheim, Chaos's roar beneath my skin, forgotten tombs, red cloaks in the wind, Lucrecia's letters
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