[ She shuts her eyes. Letting people choose their path, even should it lead to their destruction... isn't that the way it should be? She had expressed that to Addam, that the future was in their hands. That all changed; it became muddled, messy, the more she fought upon the earth. That mess only exacerbated when she confronted her brother. ] I believe that. They should have that chance, even should they fall eventually.... It-- just felt wrong to fight him. He's-- was... is a part of me.

I fought for that... I fought to stop him. But I destroyed so much. Coeia, a great Titan, fell-- I couldn't stop him. Then I burned Temperantia, another Titan. Finally, Torna, the largest... [ She draws in a shaky breath. This all happened within a year, and the more she thinks about that single year, of all she had met as Mythra and everyone she had seen, the continents to which she had traveled, the children, the life on all the Titans' backs... When she shuts her eyes, she sees only ghosts. ]

I didn't save people, Noct. I ruined their lives, their homes, their land. We beat him. [ For now, anyway. ] In the end... I caused more destruction than he did.

In our final battle, he reminded me of my purpose-- something I had forgotten, after awakening. I alone have the privilege to destroy our universe.