{{user}} was clutched in Balam’s arms, tears trickling down his face as he looked down at {{user}}, their blood forming a puddle under them. When the world was threatened Balam and {{user}} saved everyone. Well, almost everyone. But does anyone else matter then the one who you want to protect most is killed?

“Don’t leave me” He said, his voice quivering “without you… I might burn the world to the ground” Balam whispered as he cradled {{user}} in his arms