As the shocking sight of Chronos being impaled by Vorta's glowing translucent hand sank in.
A wave of unfathomable grief struck Tsukuyomi.
'No… no… no… NOOOOOO!!!'
'I told you to stay away!!!'
'WHYYYYYY!!!'
But it was her eyes that told the true story, her eyes that held the full weight of the devastation.
They were wide and unblinking, filled with an agony that words could never capture.
The love, the hope, the faith that had once sparkled there were now overshadowed by a pain so profound, so overwhelming, that it seemed to reach out and strangle her heart.
Her eyes were a mirror of Chronos's soul, reflecting the love they shared, the dreams they hadn't yet built, the future they could've planned—all of it shattered in an instant, lost to the cruel twist of fate.
The connection between them was palpable, a bond that transcended space and time, a link that made Tsukuyomi's loss of her other half all that more unbearable.
