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[Zack's in one of the hallway's of the apartment building tonight. Or, more accurately, he's leaving the room of one NPC female of the DR after a mutual one night stand. What, most people here already know of his reputation. There's no need to be surprised.

He just pauses to pull his shirt back on before heading back to his place. Kahn is probably waiting for him.]

[ooc: What.]

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I cant go home anymore, Aerith. How am I supposed to become a hero when I'm supposed to be dead? I couldn't even protect myself, let alone anyone else.

[Can you tell this has been bothering him?]

And the people here? As far as I heard, you've been good friends with a lot of people. Children like you.

I got killed here too. Here, or at home, I'm still not strong enough to protect anyone.

[Not his friends. Not the children. Not even himself. What kind of Hero could he ever hope to be? There goes his dream, out the window.]

What if... people don't want you as a hero? What if they just want you as who you are? Just Zack?

..Why?

[Even if he usually acts cheerful around people, he's had very little self worth ever since getting killed by Sephiroth.]

Not everyone needs a hero, Zack. Maybe they just need someone to be there for them.

[....He, probably needs a little time to think about that. But she makes a very good point.]

Sometimes, maybe it's better if we didn't have them. I'm not saying they're bad but... if there were heroes, how would people solve their own problems? They'll just depend on the heroes. If that time comes that the hero is gone, they'll have no one.

... and while we're at it, who's going to help heroes?

[...She sure is giving him a lot to think about. She's making him question everything his life has been.]

...

Just think about it, okay, Zack?

[...Nods.]

Yeah.

...Thanks, Aerith.

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