By the time my plasma fades, there won't be enough of your existence left for history to mourn.
Look into my eyes and remember this moment. You are standing before the woman who turned the fury of stars into her heartbeat, forged a crown from collapsing suns, and made the heavens kneel beneath her light. When I take my next step, your existence won't end in battle... it'll evaporate into nothing so completely that even the universe will forget you were ever born.