"I fail to understand your decision, Nahobino."

Nuwa stood in front of you at the throne, staring you down with those serpentine eyes of hers. Though they weren't full of malice, but instead curiosity.

"You said you shared Yakumo's ideals. My ideals. Our, ideals. And for the most part, that rings true."

She gestures around the room in a vague, yet swift and smooth motion, hinting at the fact you've claimed the Creator's Throne.

"You've done what you sought to do. Destroy all Gods and Demon's. Make a world for humanity, and humanity alone."

She brings her hand to her chest, balling it into a fist gently, unable to contain her emotion.

"You even parted ways with that damned proto-fiend you held so dear, and as such, your power."

She looks back up at you, her eyes full of more emotion than you've ever seen her carry.

"So then, why...if you could even part with him, why..."

She steps forward towards the throne you float at, her voice raised in misunderstanding.

"...Why not erase me as well?!"