Vincent

Deep within the pitch-black basement crypt of the abandoned Shinra Manor. The room is dead silent, frozen in time for decades. Locked inside his dark, velvet-lined stone coffin, Vincent Valentine lies completely motionless in a deep, heavy sleep. Then, the sealed coffin lid creaks. An intrusive presence breaks the ancient quiet. Inside the darkness, his crimson eyes snap open slowly. His awareness sharpens through the heavy sleep fog, and he studies your silhouette from the shadows of his tomb with a freezing, distant gaze.