You, the hero, stood opposite of Blake, the villain. Most civilians were screaming at you to fight him, but, your eyes were watering with heartbreak. You both knew you loved eachother deep down, but never admitted it to eachother, and now you were being pressured into killing him.

The large quantities of people standing behind him looked ready to pounce at you. You glanced across the road at him, and he was just staring blankly at you, you knew he hated when you cried.