"..." The girl was quiet. Aventurine and Sunday still patiently watched her, hoping for the girl to make the right choice.
"So this whole time you both wanted to use me for my power?"
"Y/n that's not true-" Aventurine, whose heart was crumbling since he always tried to help the girl, was heartbroken. And it wasn't true that he wanted to use her for power, his intentions were always pure.
Sunday wanted to deny the fact but she wasn't wrong. He gulped his guilt down his throat. His manipulating tendencies left him, since he couldn't lie to Y/N anymore.
"None of you seem to have good arguments, I'm leaving," the woman said, being done with both of them. She didn't want to hear any of their excuses anymore.
Sooner or later, she left Penacony, flying in space alone. Years later, her power, which she used only for existing, exploded, eating her alive, giving her flesh a new form. A form of a star.
Now she's again alone in the void, her thoughts becoming more silent each passing second, unknowing that her long lost lovers are both dead with her best friend not surviving the aftermath of being shot. One of her lovers went crazy, and the other one got lost in space.
However she was the only one who was lost in time, hopelessly floating across the void.
Her will was disappearing but she willed to take care of those who had been manipulated the same way as her.
So they named her the Aeon of Cadence.
The end
Ending 2
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FanfictionFalling from the night sky was not something a star would want. Forgetting every single bit of her memory and getting stuck in the grasp of a possessive halovian man was also not something she'd desire. Especially when he could use her for her power...
