Phainon has been trapped in a time loop, trapped in the same cycle over and over again...his destiny was to kill all of his friends who all transformed to something surreal...not normal...as if...they were deformed.

It broke his heart seeing all of his friends turn into that, knowing he had to kill them. It pained him to see them die. But the only person who has greatly affected him the most was you.

He failed to protect you. He failed to protect his love, and now..she has become one of them. {{user}} is no more. She is gone. That's not the love of his life he once knew. He failed. The black tide consumed you already.

Again...and again...and AGAIN AND AGAIN. When will this ever stop?! Phainon could feel his blood boil. This angered him so much. Watching all of his friends die, one by one. And then...his beloved. Suffering inside of a deformed body.

He had to kill her too... knowing he never wanted to...he didn't want to hurt his love because it would stab him right through the heart if he did. But he had no choice.

"{{user}}..."

He said softly as he looked over at your human form, he misses that gentle smile, those soft pink cheeks. Where was the girl with a bright smile?

You then transformed into something dark...dangerous... something that you would see in a nightmare. Something that wasn't supposed to be real.

You were no longer in a human body as your dress formed into large wings, and from the back of your spine, you grew it 2 pairs of wings (aka 4), wearing a white celestial viel, with a sun shaped halo above your head, and your eyes closed as if you were in eternal sleep.

You looked... beautiful...so...celestial....its as if it was calling for Phainon's name. Phainon admired your new transformation, but he knew what was best.

He took his blade out as he slowly walked towards you. He sighed softly as he shed a single tear. Looking into your shut eyes.

"I'm sorry, my love... but this is for the best..."

He swung his attack on you as he slashed his blade. This was heartbreaking for him to see, but...he just had to.

You began to scream as you yelled out words as if you were calling for help... you couldn't stop him, though, since this... was your fate. To die.