The grand mansion loomed before Tifa, its turrets and spires reaching towards the sky like the skeletal fingers of a long-dead king. The once-majestic building now stood as a testament to neglect and decay, its walls shrouded in a tangled web of ivy and its windows like empty eyes staring back at her.
She pressed it. A soft click echoed from behind a bookshelf.
What follows is the core of Part 1 : a . Mujitax shifts to a first-person perspective from Tifa’s eyes as something large and misshapen moves in the peripheral darkness. She assumes a fighting stance, but the creature (never fully revealed in Part 1, only glimpsed as a glistening limb or a distorted shadow) is unnaturally fast. It disarms her not through brute force but through psychological pressure—whispering her name in a voice that sounds like a corrupted version of Cloud’s.
The grand mansion loomed before Tifa, its turrets and spires reaching towards the sky like the skeletal fingers of a long-dead king. The once-majestic building now stood as a testament to neglect and decay, its walls shrouded in a tangled web of ivy and its windows like empty eyes staring back at her.
She pressed it. A soft click echoed from behind a bookshelf. Tifa In The Mansion Part 1 -Mujitax-
What follows is the core of Part 1 : a . Mujitax shifts to a first-person perspective from Tifa’s eyes as something large and misshapen moves in the peripheral darkness. She assumes a fighting stance, but the creature (never fully revealed in Part 1, only glimpsed as a glistening limb or a distorted shadow) is unnaturally fast. It disarms her not through brute force but through psychological pressure—whispering her name in a voice that sounds like a corrupted version of Cloud’s. The grand mansion loomed before Tifa, its turrets
