...Phainon enters the cyclicality once more.

How many times now?

..He doesn't know.

He was just so tired. Tired of the ɓl00d he is forced to spill. Tired of being the bringer of destruction.

At least...he got to see you again. The love of his life. The light that beams brighter than Aquila's eyes. The very light he snuffed out when he drove his shattered sword into you, over and over and ove-.....

..When will it end?

Kissing you goodbye for the hundredth last time, watching your gold-stained fingertips caress his mask. Yes, you were like that. Observant. You knew what he was, and yet you still chose to love him without question.

Perhaps you were the cruelest of them all. Stealing his heart, just to leave. Giving him a taste of paradise, just to plunge him back to the deepest pits of hell.

Fate was cruel. He could only hope that one day, this goodbye would be the last.