I feel as if my life is just a film for people to watch and enjoy. I have no power to change my fate, and yet whenever I saw her. Freedom filled me and the thick air suffocating me vanished, yet she doesn't seem real. Like a petal in the wind I feel as if she could disappear from my touch at any second.

I'm sorry Yuuki

From high above the tree yuuki looked at the land. It was full of life and yet not a single soul inhabits the green beauty.

Right under lays the last remains of what humanity had done to earth, a lab with one singular pod large enough to store a human.

Yuuki let's out a single tear, "No, thank you, for... everything you did."

Yuuki clutches a small photograph, pulls out a gun, and with one swift bang to close it out.

An endless abyss is the only thing to be found at the end of my film, no sequels. And to be frank I'm fine with that. If she was my last memory I would have no regrets, for she was my world.