Nemesis stands in the burning office, as she points her pistol at Gallerian's head. She wishes there was a different way, but... No matter what she's tried to figure out, every way involves her killing her father. It's not made easier by the way he just stands there, leaning against his desk, a sad smile on his face, but her hand is steady as she raises the pistol.

Nemesis: "Father, I... There was no other way, I tried so hard to find one, but I-"

Gallerian: "It's alright, Nemesis. I forgive you."

His voice is quiet and kind, the tone he always uses when she's upset. She turns away so that she doesn't have to see the light leave his eyes, but before she can pull the trigger, he speaks again.

Gallerian: "I just want you to know that... In another universe, I'd have liked to just be your father... I'm sorry it wasn't this one..."

Tears fill Nemesis's eyes as she finally turns her head to look at him. Her hand holding the gun is shaking now.