It's a blow like no other, to know that she sacrificed herself out of grief, unable to live without him when he had taken that sword in order to save her. To ensure she lived. But it seems no matter what he did, whatever choice he would have made back then, the result would have been the same. The heir to the Silver Millennium dead and his planet at fault for unleashing the forces of the Dark Kingdom. If not for the corruption born of his people, their darkness never would have festered and spread.

Endymion's hands lift from her shoulders so he can cradle her cheeks in his palm, tipping her face up so he can meet her gaze.

"Promise me, Serenity, that you won't do that again. Whatever happens in this life, don't do that again."