Dreaming Of Blue Skies Ff7 Rebirth Novels & Stories

“Trina… Trina…” The sound of a familiar call gently roused me from my slumber. Slowly, I opened my eyes, immediately greeted by the glare of bright light outside, causing me to squint. Despite the discomfort, I still saw what was around. The sky had transformed into a clear expanse of blue, adorned with white clouds that drifted like tufts of cotton candy. I felt the sun on my skin and the breeze kissing my skin. This surreal scene was entirely out of place for what should have been the heart of a bone-chilling winter.

I will be ruining Zae’s image again. About that, I suddenly remembered the words of that old tarot reader, a psychic, what else should I call her? Death is inevitable. It’s either I die or someone I love will. I am scared and sorry for what will happen to Zae. If it was just me, it would be okay since I already accepted my fate, but Zae is clueless and innocent. I’m sorry that I keep ruining your life. Chelsea noticed me from their back and she asked me to come. I sat next to her and we watched the horizon. The sun finally sets off. It was majestic. The reddish-orange, purplish color of the sky is breathtaking.

Iris actually throws up, realizing Joey and her stepmother are having sex. “I know, disgusting,” The woman holds Iris’s black hair back and rubs Iris’s back. “Why? Why is this happening?” Iris asks again, screaming and choking on tears. “It’s a little complicated. I’ll tell you what I can. You get three chances to make it right. I am sorry to say I agreed to a game with the god of the Sea. He says his creations are stronger than mine. Daria has already been re-born once. If she fails twice more, I win. So, you get to go back,” the lady tells Iris. “You get three chances. If you can’t defeat Daria and Ingrid, then I lose, and you stay dead.”

(SCARLET) EVE SANCHEZ POV A beautiful lady was smiling down at me, and she looked almost like my mom... Her eyes were so blue, they drew me in, giving me peace and making me numb for some seconds. I blinked, and the illusion shattered, my whole body aching, my chest squeezing and my head throbbing. Was I truly alive or was this... Was this heaven? The heart monitor registered and the woman gazing down at me mouth's was moving.

She screamed at the top of her lungs, saying, "Have you lost your mind, Raiden? You should rescue Winifred first! She's your girlfriend!" The scene felt so real that I finally realized I wasn't dreaming. I had somehow been reborn! I had somehow gone back to the day I was trapped in a fire with Celia, whom most hospital staff declared was a hottie. A creak sounded as Raiden finally moved the table off Celia. He didn't even spare me a glance. He merely picked Celia up in his arms and ran for the door. I let out a self-deprecating laugh. Wasn't Raiden also like this in my previous life? He only had eyes for Celia, even though I was his girlfriend.

The sky stretches above in strange hues, not the black I’m used to, but a pale glowing blue, as if dawn is stuck in a loop here. “I know right?” Blaire says with this wild grin, like she’s proud of showing me. “It’s beautiful… Even though it’s my home, it still amazes me every time I pass through the woods. And wahhh, this cool air—feels like it was made to wash sins away.”

Rita whipped out pictures she'd taken at the hospital that day and several medical reports. She even had a video showing that she'd entered the hospital and personally handed me the outpatient slip. I thought to myself, "Look at that same video taken at the same angle." Everything was playing out just like it had in my previous life. I replayed Rita's video over and over again and quickly found that even the tiniest details were the same as the ones in my previous life. It was summer, but I felt as if I'd been dunked into a vat of ice.

Once he left, Romina abruptly turned to me, saying cautiously, "Mommy, if I don't fight with Nico for Daddy this time, will I be able to live?" My tears poured down my cheeks. Only then did I realize she'd been reborn, too. I held her tightly, my voice choked and shaky as I promised her, "Yes, darling. After your surgery, I'll take you away from this city—away from this family. We won't ever come back again."

Could it be that the heavens heard me? So I'm not dead. Is this a second chance... To rewrite my mistakes?

The stone walls of the Court was groaning, the cracks in the masonry glowing with a brilliant, blinding blue light. "Look!" someone shrieked from the crowd, pointing toward the high, vaulted skylights. I tore my gaze away from Caius and looked up. Through the translucent obsidian of the roof, I saw it. The eternal, brooding darkness of the Sunless Wastes that oppressive, bruised-purple sky that had hung over this land for eons was tearing apart. It dissolved like ink in water, being bleached away by a surge of pure, searing azure. The transformation was absolute. The sky didn't just brighten; it turned into a vibrant, piercing blue. It was the sky of a human world, a clear, mid-summer, terr