A/N: I'm sorry to say this fantasy has reached its end. Thank you for everybody who supported me since chapter one! Thanks again for your wonderful comments and encouragement. None of this could have happened without your loyalty and support. For those who PMed me, you know you're special, you know that? Thanks again! I hope we meet again :)

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Summary: The battle had not begun yet it was already over. Crimson streams slid off Lightning's once polished armor of silver now stained with grotesque scars. Waiting for this misery to end, a hand extended out to her welcoming her to a new hell.

Nothing to Lose (Part 5 - EPILOGUE)

Listen to the sound of the sinister seas sinfully speaking into your ears. Listen to the sound of the whispering winds reminding you of agonizing moments. Listen to the sounds of your thoughts crashing against the shoreline forcing you to remember the terror.

"My bride, my beautiful bride stained in a sea of crimson never to be washed away by time. Only you will stand by my side watching the lives of countless innocents through time die by my hands."

Hugging herself, Lightning continued to stare at falling debris from floating platforms, crashing into the sea. Ripples danced across the surface of the water then spilling across her feet. Mesmerized by the ocean blue, her mind was on repeat remembering venom drenched words and actions. She no longer was a pure maiden. Lightning was appalled, repulsed and disgusted; she was touched by a man whom she did not love.

Love? What was love? Was it a feeling that stirred from within gazing into the eyes of the one you believed you would spend the rest of your life with? Was it? Or was it a planted idea from a world devoured in illusions? Reaching to her dried lips, she lost count on how many times her lips were touched. Moving her hand to her hair, she moved it behind her ear and rested her fingers against it. The words he spoke to here were none of affection or emotion; they were words encased in poison, slowly killing away every ounce of hope Lightning may have had. Her aspirations and dreams of returning back to her own time—to her own family and friends were diminished. Everybody was dead. Pursing her lips, Lightning dropped her arms against her side thinking of her new reality: Caius.

"My bride. My beautiful bride. Will you not spend the rest of eternity by my side watching the world fall?"

Most, if not all her feelings vanished the moment she was claimed. All the anger, sorrow, joy—everything was gone. Lightning knew she was nothing more than a hollow shell. The thought of spending the rest of her life in eternity with him did not please nor disgust her. The thought of living forever never once crossed her mind. Closing her eyes, Lightning listened to the wind whispering her name. Falling back into the soaked black sands, she landed with a thud and opened her eyes. Droplets from the sky landed on her face and slid off the side of her once stunning blue eyes. Pushing her fingers through the sand, Lightning watched the blackened soil stain the once shimmering silver black ring.

"My bride. My beautiful bride. You shall live in a world where I will be your only world. Live in a realm reign only with despair and solitude."

Rain drops seeped through the gown, sliding off Lightning's skin. Her eyes were no longer visible to the world. Sleeping through the sounds of the rain, she let herself go. For the first time in her life, Lightning cried; she cried with the rain. Balling her fist, nails sank into her flesh, breaking skin. Tiny red rivers slipped into the grooves of her palm mixing with black sand.

"All is lost…" Lightning whispered.

Falling into a symphony of silence, Lightning's mind took her down a path she dared not to think. Only time will tell what may happen. Perhaps only time will tell if another life would be born into a world lost in time, deemed to be forgotten.