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If you were to ask Cloud about his life, he'd go on to talk about a small mountain town in the country where he was born and raised in a very modest single-parent household. Growing up, Cloud was never really one of the favorites among his peers, shunned from the rest and left out of games and social activities that took place. That as he grew older, he developed a keen interest in the men of the law and military ranks and left for Reggio Calabria to join the ranks of the Anti-Mafia Commission where he would succeed in getting in, excel in their ranks, and eventually leave of his own free will.

Yet as believable as the story of his life is, all of this is nothing more then an elaborate tale put together to fill the empty void that comes up whenever Cloud reflects back on his past. In truth, Cloud's life really began in a laboratory with strange instruments, needles, and tubes of every kind. He was bred with the purpose to prove that it was possible to create perfect fighters, a theory that one scientist was determined to demonstrate by any means necessary. Since he was only a clone of someone else, there was hardly any sympathy given for his existence, so scientists had complete free roam to do as they wish without any of the emotional repercussions of knowing that this was a member of society. His original name was File B: Specimen #25403, but later was given a name so that it was easier to remember who he was cloned from—Cloud Strife. Under the surveillance of an unknown head scientist, he spent around three years of his life suffering while undergoing traumatizing experiments. While the testing of creating a drug that would enhance strength was a success, it came with the severe risk of head trauma and amnesia. Sadly, he was labeled as a failed product, but was kept in the labs for further testing to figure out the reasons behind why he was suffering from the effects of the tonics used on him.

On one faithful morning, luck had manifested in the form of a neglectful scientist who had left him unattended while fetching a few things, allowing him to break free from his confinements with his new inhuman strength and escape. With his memory completely washed away from the experience of his existence and creation, Cloud didn't have anything to return to nor knew where to begin. The only thing he could do was take the name given to him by the scientist and continue from there. Recovery was slow and grueling processes that lead to survival from the kindness of strangers. With no memories to label himself with, he was left with no other choice but to adopt a story for himself, one that he could easily present to others so that he didn't come off suspicious to anyone that asked of his experiences. Yet even while he was able to create a believable history where even he thought it to be true, there were still many things left unexplained like his strength to the slight glow to his eyes.

One year later, Cloud now roams the streets of Reggio Calabria keeping a very low profile as a mercenary for hire, taking on whatever jobs are offered while remaining neutral to the on goings circulating the city. While his opinions on this may beg to differ on his stance on everything, he remains completely uninvolved in any of the affairs, choosing his battles wisely before jumping in. His primary goal at the moment is simply finding answers about his life, his past, and the meaning behind his abilities. All of this will unfold as his story plays out in Onorata.

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