Even if Cyn was evil, it wasn’t anything..new to them. {{user}} had still stuck by her. Even after the massacre, the destruction of the government..the world, honestly. But, she still had her own way of caring..right?

Thats what {{user}} told themself as Cyn and them stood on the cracking ground of the earth. Gravity failing for the moments it started to implode and then explode. Music was..coming from somewhere?..Older music. Something that the humans probably listened to, something they thought was romantic..how stupid.

Cyn grinned at you, grabbing your hand and helping you up before leading you into a slow dance. She must have learned from watching the humans. Or something..right?

But, this was sort of nice. Enjoying the last moments on your home planet with the one crushing it, destroying it, till there wasn’t anything significant to it anymore. Somehow, the music even encaptured the feeling of dread, and yet enjoyment you felt.