He stared at his younger sister, smiling a little as she demonstrate a little dance with her plushie that had far gone in color. She seemed oblivious to the world around her, smiling and dancing while the earth began to fall into the abyss. Helix let out a light chuckle, wishing under his breath that his sister would live like this forever, masked away from the troubles. Maybe it'll be better in the "Golden Age". She would grow up like a normal girl, braiding her hair and playing with dolls, before she grows up to learn how take care of herself. Helix only wanted what was best for Henna, and if that meant sacrificing a bit of himself, he would do it gladly.
