"And you never go far enough," Genesis replied, biting off the words as his eyes narrowed. Oh he recognized the look on his face, the narrowed way he held his gaze. Sephiroth had decided to ignore one fact to go after something he felt was just another dig at him. Genesis just wanted to scream, shaking his former friend and let him know that he was wrong.

How could anyone grow up inside of a lab and not accept that they were just another experiment? That all of SOLDIER, for everything they were told, was nothing more than test subjects in the mind of scientists and administrators who were only looking towards their own greed. If he could get his hands on the files, he would probably flung them at Sephiroth, even though he knew that those files were what pushed him over the edge.

Because they were still altered to make him fall.

"Hojo did not get his place because he perfected mako infusion. That was something they already could do. He got his position because of you, because Gast saw what they had thought was a Cetra was actually Heaven's Dark Harbinger and ran to keep from being eaten by it. Hojo allowed it to eat at him, and he infected others with it, though none as great as you. We are the Calanmity's get even if it's through science and not through biology."