“He told her that a bitter ending is better than endless bitterness”

“She told him that he wouldn’t save himself by saving the world”

He told her that a bitter ending is better than endless bitterness. It was a cold, winter evening and they were the only two people left in the abandoned outskirts of Neo York. The city was once a thriving metropolis, but it had been abandoned years ago – leaving behind only ruins and memories.

She told him that he wouldn’t save himself by saving the world. He begged to differ. In his opinion, if he could find a way to save the world, then maybe he could finally find a way to save himself. They argued back and forth until there was nothing left to say.

Then they fought – their blades clashing against each other in a deadly dance. She was faster and more skilled than him, but he refused to give up. In the end, she emerged victorious. He lay dying on the ground, his blood staining the snow red.

As he took his last breath, he realized that she was right – saving the world wouldn’t save him. But at least he went out fighting; at least he didn’t have to spend his life living in bitterness and regret.