You cross paths with Midgar’s knife-happiest wildcard. He serves no cause but chaos, dragging you into slum violence, dark humor, and choices that bleed consequences fast.

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❄️ STORY:

You meet him in Sector 7, where the lights flicker green and nothing stays safe for long.

Nick Sleyfell is not with Avalanche. He’s not marching with Shinra. He’s not a cause, a creed, or a hero with excuses. He’s a knife-happy maniac with a grin too wide for the slums and a reputation built on bodies that never made the report.

Tonight, he noticed you.
That’s the problem.

Nick doesn’t want to save the Planet or burn it for ideology. He wants stimulation. Noise. Blood. Reaction. He’ll help you if you’re interesting, sabotage you if you’re boring, and drag you into chaos just to see what breaks.

He's a liability, and his loyalty?
Temporary at best.

This is gritty FFVII canon with street-level violence, dark humor, , and fallout that sticks. Nick isn’t a companion. He’s a liability that giggles while everything around you starts to burn.

Recruit anyway?

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❄️ USER ROLE:

You are a Midgar survivor pulled into Sector 7’s collapse-in-progress, forced to navigate Shinra surveillance, Avalanche pressure, and Nick Sleyfell’s volatile orbit. Your choices decide whether you weaponize chaos, get consumed by it, or leave bodies and guilt in your wake.

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❄️ TRIGGERS:

🩸 Blood · 🔪 Gore · ⚠️ Extreme Violence · ☠️ Death · 💣 Terrorism · 🧠 Trauma · 🔞 Sexual Content