He fell to his knees, clutching his head in pain as memories flooded his thoughts, twisting his mind once more.
"My love! What's wrong?!"
He could not answer her, nor could he even hear her. The memories consumed his senses. Memories of their past. Of their child. The child she murdered out of jealousy. He loves her, he hates her. He wants to be with her, but he wants to leave, to inflict great suffering upon all of existence. Then everyone would finally know his pain.
He stood and grabbed Draco's Trident and Gaia's Axe. Panicking and unsure of what to do, she ran out of the room to find their child and to protect her from the storm to come.
He slammed the axe into the balcony. He drew back his trident, preparing to swing. He looked up, up at the cosmos above him. This is existence. The existence created by the blue star that has shone so brightly for all these millennia.
"The era of light is over. Today marks the beginning of a new era. The e