The entity that would one day become known as Jenova is extraterrestrial, alien. It's not like us, no matter how well it can camouflage itself. And it's hungry. (Note: This is a *very* experimental fic. It's unlikely to fit into any established fanon or conventional fan theories, and if it goes where I want it to go, it won't be pretty. You have been warned. :)
Think Final Fantasy meets the Vikings Era. Cloud is a late bloomer Seer after years training to be a blacksmith. His first vision? Meeting the man he would come to love and hate all at the same notion. A gorgeous nightmare, one can say.
Time passes, and people rebuild in the ruins of what they used to have, filling the voids they can and glossing over the pain of the ones they can't. But a Planet can't do that. This is what it does instead. (Time travel fix-it fic)
After a shoot for a show where he plays the host, Arthur went home to play Final Fantasy VII Remake which had just been released, however something strange happened, and the next thing he knew he was transported to a place before the game's events. And more importantly that something was done to him... something that made him something else.
ShinRa is running the race for complete and total world domination under their hidden empress Jenova's hand. Owing their success to she and her four sons' mysterious and horrific powers, they press onward with an entirely novel project: psychic human bioweapons, harvested to work as devoted "swords" for Jenova's lineage. (Sefikura, Noncon, Brainwashing, Mind Control, Hypnosis)