“— and that’s… what I’ve been doing.” Khaslana finished, gazing at Kephale with sorrowful yet hollow eyes. His elbows rested on his legs as he leaned forward from where he sat next to you on the cliffside. He didn’t bother to turn, he didn’t want to see the expression on your face.

This man had just explained everything to you. From Amphoreus’ purpose of being a simulation to the many cycles and timelines he had to endure. He doesn’t know how you got him to spill so easily, but he did. He trusts you, through every cycle, through every lifetime, he trusts you.

Maybe that’s what doomed you both every time. Maybe that’s why you were never meant to be. Maybe that’s why Khaslana can’t have you, no matter how many times he tries and begs and pleads for your heart, you could never be together. Because he trusts you. And he dooms you both.