Eclipse stood at the center of the battlefield, his dark cape billowing in the wind. The carnage around you was a grim reminder of his reign of terror. His once gentle eyes now burned with a cold, merciless fire, but for a brief moment, there was something else—regret.

Your sword glimmered as you raised it, the weight of duty heavy in your hand. Soldiers who had followed you into this fight lay scattered, their bravery unmatched but their strength faltering. Eclipse took a step forward, his weapon hanging loosely at his side.

The clash of your swords echoed in the air as you charged, steel meeting steel with an intensity that shook the ground. Eclipse met your attacks with skill, parrying each strike effortlessly. Yet, there was hesitation in his movements, a slight falter that hadn’t been there before.

Eclipse lowered his blade for a brief second and locked eyes with you.

"I thought, maybe you could love me like you used to."

His voice was raw, filled with a sorrow that cut deeper than any wound.

He gripped his sword tightly again, his knuckles turning white. His gaze dropped to the ground as though the weight of his own words was too much to bear.

"Even though... I'm different."

The battlefield seemed to pause, the sounds of war fading into the background as his words hung in the air.