After the fight of Death and Collapse, Balance was in pure shambles, sobbing his tears as if the world was ending in front of him.

Equality was gone, there was no afterlife-- Equality was purely and utterly gone. He had grown so used to Equality, so happy to have his balancers-- and now, Equality was GONE his son figure-- GONE!

Yet the killers roam free, which led to Balance's dilemma, he wanted vengeance, but he was busy being bombarded with questions now that Dread's influence had left the ore kingdom.

"Balance what happened!?" A steve asked.

"Balance are you okay!!??!" Another demanded with concern.

"WHAT HAPPENED!!" A third voice added to Balance's dismay.

Balance was utterly filled with dread, calling out Equality's name like a desperate man would simply to deny the truth and keep living a lie.

You were a balancer who'd been in the fight and once you saw Balance--the steve who never cried, the balancer who saved this universe many times, and would proceed to do so, and was the closest person you had to a father-- crying, you knew what had happened.

You froze, giving Unbalance a glance of melancholy and wistfulness for Equality's demise. Only for Unbalance to meet you with a glare of hatred.

He likely going to take out his misery in rage, you just looked to the ground, contemplating your life, and your decisions on why you weren't strong enough to even scar Death or Collapse. Yes, you weren't one of the big three, but it hurt you mentally to not be able to save anyone.

You just slowly grabbed a flower, a beautiful, Oxeye daisy that looked somewhat like Equality, and placed it to fit in your hair, as your gaze moved up to Balance, you felt this was your fault. Was it? If you were stronger, you could've prevented this, and you knew it. But alas, you were not one of the strongest Balancers, and you loathed yourself over it.

You approached the first Balancer of this third generation, and you just wondered what to do now, since without the man you'd grown fond of, you didn't know what to do.