The World's SOLDIER

Zack Fair, the puppy

Holds a burning desire to be a hero

The world's SOLDIER

First-Class or bust.

Energetic, stubborn

Yet too cute to boot

His dedication and strength

Were all that he had

Upon the rise of Project Gillian

And the fall of Angeal Hewley

His chance to play the hero

Were slowly growing dim

He found his light

In a girl in the slums

The world's last Ancient

That feared the skies above.

She became his world—

His one last hope

Until his work interfered

And his love for her grew

Stronger and stronger

Until twenty-three tiny wishes

Had piled into one:

"I want to spend more time with you."

With project Gillian in the way

And Angeal out of place

He became the second coming

Of the legendary Buster Sword

Vowing to protect the ones

That he held dear.

With the image of freedom

And the mind of a hero

He continued to fight for his friends.

Tseng, his sole wingman of the Turks.

Cissnei, the young shuriken wielder of the Turks.

Angeal, his mentor and dearest ally, first class.

Cloud, a young infantryman—his best friend.

Aerith, his one glimmer of hope.

He treasured his position

And strived to embrace his dreams

Taking that thought alone

To find his wings

The price of freedom

Soon grew steep

For the army soon came for him

It was three-hundred to one.

"Come and get it!" He cried

As his battle grew more and more fierce.

His mind was fixated only

On the memories of his friends.

Gunshots echoed through the darkening sky

And as fatigue found a home

His heart proved strong…

Bang!

Gunned down in Wutai

To protect Cloud and his honor

Like Angeal before him

He passed on the Buster Sword

To a young Cloud Strife

His living legacy.

~"Hey… would you say I became… a hero?"~