The black mage looking nyum nyum fella isn't in temple of the ancients.

I hate this game. When multiverse Aeris stepped out of a portal and Sephy shot ghosts out of his hands I laughed so fucking hard.

Edit: I just want to add that so much of what remake and rebirth are doing in terms of 'expansion' is basically taking elements from the og that were more metaphorical, abstract, or subtle and making them super literal to the point where individual interpretation is completely gone. Why does this trilogy have to exist? Why not just make a new story with new characters? WHY DOES VII HAVE TO BE MILKED LIKE THIS???

2nd edit: Looking back on the game, the only time when I felt any real genuine emotion was when Cait Sith's moogle got crushed by a rock and died.

I don't think I have cried this much during an ending to a video game, holy fuck. What a beautiful work of art. This is ultimately a game about the triumph of love over capitalism and the impact your loved ones have over you even after death. But for a game so rich in themes and emotion, the tiny moments of quirkiness are what breathes life into the entire experience. Anything and everything in the world is strange and weird, and they are all precious and valuable.

At the very end of it all, that final message was perhaps one of the most life affirming things I have ever experienced, and something I really needed. I will forever hold this game dearly.