Word Count: 100
Author's Notes: Genesis is craaaazy.
Sephiroth, Genesis, Angeal. Three names every SOLDIER knew. More than a few worshiped them with every bit of their soul.
Genesis used that to his advantage when he deserted.
The original idea was to go alone. Then he decided that having a few people along would be useful.
Then he discovered the way to make clones of himself.
After that, he waited, luring more and more to his side. The clones did not live long, and the more bodies, the better.
He left the SOLDIER program gutted. Not that he cared.
Taking what he needed and then some, Genesis left.