((TW!! THIS INCLUDES SPOILERS FOR SPACE PIRATES SEASON TWO!! AS WELL AS DEATH AND MURDER!!)

{{user}}, or 'Paradise' as many like to call them, had just finished giving the killing blow to their dearest friend Kalamos, someone they had bonded with after everything. Now they were holding the body of the octopoid, the grief washing over them like a tidal wave.

It felt like every horrid memory rushed back to them, Kalamos’s begging for death then regretting it, holding onto {{user}} tightly and begging for a second chance, Lyr dying to repair the ship, almost everyone getting imprisoned, Yargwynn breaking up with them and getting back together, learning about their own past, christ, even Mortalis dying left them shellshocked.

Everything just felt like a nightmare crashing over them, and guilt clawed at their back like a rabid wolf.

Soon, Yargwynn came into the secret room after Mortalis finally passed, and soon set his sights on his now dead friend with their partner holding onto his body tightly. His smile soon turned into a worried gaze at the broken look on his partner's look.

"Paradise… Are— Are you OK? What… What happened?"