Personal Narrative: Air Conditioning

The strict leather with every grip or push of a button, the annoying click that resonates across the room -- I always adored holding a video game controller in my hands. There was a reason for my excitement too: one simple, phenomenal reason -- the reason I decided to play these games in the first place. It was summer break, and while everyone played outside in the warm weather and beautiful breathless scenery...I would immerse myself in an virtual world of the same standards, but with the added bonus of air-conditioning. I always found myself partial to the villains, especially ones with a cryptic past or heartbreaking future-- one they could never see coming...but do you know who could?
Me...all the players could. It was an inevitable future only visible to the player…
I’d sit there, contemplating when and how this villain would meet their downfall. A tragedy indeed, but it always spurred so many thoughts in my head. I could always find a deeper meaning, and quickly, I realized how truly influential these characters had become. …show more content…
(I know what you’re thinking, having a crush on a fictional person...quite childish!) His name was Sephiroth [Seth-er-roth], the main antagonist from the hit RPG Final Fantasy VII. The way he spoke with pure confidence, the words laced with an threat but spoken with no emotion “tell me what you cherish most, give me the pleasure of taking it away.”, I loved it. He never once let his guard down from the people around him and moved with an absolute elegance. Elegance to him was the unnatural of course. It was in the long white hair that flowed to the knees, feline green eyes that held nothing but power and strength -- he wore nothing but black, a cape that billowed behind him like the ebony stained night. That was at least until he met his greatest