I waved my hand, and the shadow shattered and disappeared. All that was left was the cold, turbulent air of the world.
Turns out I never got to know you.
As a result, I found you only after I was abandoned by the world.
As a result, my hand finally penetrated the illusion and touched you, but you died.
As a result, it wasn't until after I killed you, until after so long, that I fell in love with you again.
Conception: