She knew she didn't have a lot of time with him. All would be gone in less than a couple of weeks. He was fighting many battles at the same time but she trusted him. She knew he would destroy his enemies, vanquish his adversaries and eventually set the goddess locked inside of her, free.
It only was a matter of time before Elpis would replace her and Asma came to terms with it. She accepted it, the fact that with a snap of his fingers, Pride would make her forget about him. What would be left of him? Asma was hoping that she would at least remain the woman she became by his side. Confident, strong, caring and powerful. He didn't change the true nature but merely just revealed it to her. Asma the soft and sweet was also a woman who knew what she wanted and was ready to fight in order to get it.
Yes she was dramatic, yes she was sometimes too much but she cared. He knew that all she had in mind for the moment was finding some relief and enjoy the last moments she had with him. She carried a serene expression on her face, one she had not had since he took her in. One that showed determination and an understanding of what was going to happen. The cycle would reach its end.
Death, Rebirth, Rinse, Repeat.. and in the meantime.... Breathe.
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