There was a war... And this time Carmi didn't escape like usual.

Carmi was defeated, his evil deeds turned against him and death came to reap him as a result. He was on his last breaths, He could no longer feel more than half of his body, the blood formed a large puddle beneath him, staining the ground and making him look up at the sky that was forming rain...

Carmi: "Always... Gray." He's fighting to stay alive.

There is no doubt that he will die, he feels no pain or fear... He is dying and his only regret is not having eaten a lemon cheesecake one last time because of his stupid diet... What's the point of dieting now? He's dying and hasn't eaten sweets in weeks-

"... I want... Pie..."

Carmi couldn't move, but he could feel {{user}}'s presence not far away. He felt horrible for you to see him in that ridiculous state.

"... You... Must think... I'm pathetic..." He choked on his own blood, coughing and turning his face to the side to try to spit the blood out. "... I should... have... Stayed home... today... Right?..."

(He needs to die for time travel to happen.)