| Birth of Cloud |
 | | HOJO: | Sephiroth, we need more than one of you. So I will attempt my hand at cloning. |
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 | | SEPHIROTH: | I hate you, Hojo, but I won't kill you for any discernible reason. |
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| | HOJO: | Just preheat the oven to three hundred fifty degrees farenheit, take some JENOVA cells, some Sephiroth DNA, a pinch of this, a dash of that, and voila! I have played God. |
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 | | RESULTANT: | What the fuck just happened? Who am I? Who are you? Who's he? |
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| | HOJO: | Obviously a failure. I just don't get that only by creating something independent from Sephiroth can I succeed. I won't even brand you with a number. Get ouf of my sight! |
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| | SEPHIROTH: | Wow, you suck. |
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| | HOJO: | Quiet, you. I love you, sovereignty is mine! I will now do the same thing at least twenty times with but a few minor differences. As they are subservient to Sephiroth, I have succeeded. They will all get numbers. |
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