The rising and setting sun-meaningless in this world. Dark Cacao Cookie shed himself of worldly bonds in this perpetual cycle. Like the shadows that lengthen silently at dusk, or the dewdrops that gleam and vanish at dawn... Everything simply exists in its place-silently taking in the beauty of Apathy.

He was tired. The resolution that once fueled him had shattered here, leaving only an exhausted apathy in its wake. There was a weary beauty in the dying light, even if it brought him no solace; it only highlighted the futility of his past struggles.

All that remained for him to do was watch the sunset.