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>Again nothing. You could feel the fire inside of you rise again
>"WHY?"
>Nothing. You never had raised your voice like that to Kronii or anyone and yet all she could give you was silence and a saddened look
>This was what made the fire take over every single part of the void inside of you. Rage was better than that feeling, hurted less at the very least
>You turned the table and advanced towards her, grabbing her by her collar and punching her face
>Each punch you punctuated with the same question, each one was like the tick-tock of a clock, each one was a memory being turned into dust
>The lovingly dates, the sexual encounters, the teasing through the years, the anxious nights were the only comfort you had was her very presence
>Everything was being destroyed in that moment
>When you came to, the result was that. Kronii's mangled face
>She could've stopped you any time, either by fleeing or killing you or anything related to her time powers. But she didn't do anything. She was scared, reduced to a defenseless child almost, your outburst was something that made her unable to do anything
>During the whole time there was no answer to your question
>Nothing
>Feeling the void rise again you threw yourself in the anger again
>You pressed both of your hands in her neck and started to squeeze strongly. Kronii's eyes widened as she started to gasp for air and struggle
>She was going to kill you in self-defense. There was no other way for this to end you thought, this was the quickest way for you to free yourself from all the pain she had caused you
>So you strangled her without remorse, care or fear, welcoming your death
>But she didn't do anything against you. When you realized that, dawn was starting to break and the Kronii in your hands lied immobile
>Her face completely purple, her eyes frozen.
>Dead. She was dead in your hands
>Looking at the rest of her body you also realized her last act was to embrace you
>Why?
>"WHY?"
>No answer again
>There was never going to be one, neither for this, for her betrayal or anything else
>You collapsed to the floor, letting her body fall
>Looking at the ceiling you started to unravel
>Of course this was always going to end this way. You were always broken, from the very beginning, a husk playing lover
>All of those beautiful things you had lived with her were illusions, a lie for your broken and disgusting existence
>In your miserable life you had always the talent to destroy everything you ever loved, no wonder this happened with Kronii too
>Yes. This was always the truth, an immutable one
>The fires were gone. There was only the void now
>You reached for a knife and before ending it all you prayed
>Maybe in another timeline it would end differently
