“Fault Lines in the Design” — Shera’s Perspective

[Verse I — The Reports] [(soft piano, hesitant)] I read your name in documents Stamped in crimson ink Failure tolerances exceeded Results beyond what we could think They called you perfect hardware A system without doubt But every line I analyzed Had pieces edited out And engineers learn quickly — Nothing flawless lasts. [Verse II — Observation] [(strings enter softly)] You stand away from crowded rooms Like noise might overload Hands held still at your sides As if they carried code You thank people too carefully For ordinary things Like kindness is a system You’re still learning how to bring online That isn’t how weapons behave. [Chorus — Her Realization] [(music opens gently)] There are fault lines in the design Cracks Shinra never planned Not weakness — just humanity They couldn’t understand They built you for destruction But something slipped through A variable called mercy No equation ever knew. [Verse III — Engineer’s Guilt] [(quieter, reflective)] I worked beside the people Who signed away your days We called it necessary risk We hid behind that phrase Safety checks were bypassed Ethics labeled delay And now I see the consequence Standing in my doorway Not broken… Just unfinished. [Pre-Chorus] [(soft rise)] You watch your daughter laughing Like gravity might fail As if one wrong movement Could make the world derail. [Chorus — Understanding] [(stronger strings)] There are fault lines in the design But they hold the structure true Pressure didn’t shatter you — It revealed what you could choose And every system changes When given room to breathe Even damaged engines Can still carry hope to leave. [Bridge — Quiet Defiance] [(music thins, voice steadier)] They told us progress needs sacrifice. I wrote that down once. Now I cross it out. [Final Chorus — Shera’s Judgment] [(warm, resolved)] You’re not the sum of blueprints Or experiments gone wrong You’re proof a human spirit Can outlast what built it strong And if redemption’s fragile Like ships before they fly Then maybe all you needed Was someone asking why. [Outro] [(piano alone, gentle)] I’ll keep the records hidden. I’ll fix what I can repair. Because no one should be reduced To a design error.