You open your eyelids, they feel awfully heavy.
You look around rays of sunshine touching your skin.
Why do you feel so strange.
You try to turn your neck, it takes you great effort to do so, why?
You get your answer when you look at the mirror in front of you.
It's you.
You're a disheveled husk of a human being, a barely sapient mass of wrinkled skin and brittle bone.
Is that really you.
"Oh anon, you have guests." You swing your head towards the voice, it's a woman wearing a nursing uniform.
Her face is a blur, you can't register it at all.
"Hey honey." Your dry old eyes widened.
It's her.
Kronii.
She looks exactly the same, as youthful and beautiful as you first met her.
Next to her is someone a little shorter, a splitting reflection of the woman you loved.
"Hey dad. "She says while waving, both of them smiling, why did it feel so fake?
They're so young, they'll outlive you.
You will never be with them in any meaningful amount of time.
You wake up completely drenched in sweat.
Your chest heaving up and down in labored breaths.
A nightmare.
"Babe?" Kronii gets up groggily, wiping her face.
"N-Nothing, just a dream. Go back to sleep." You control your breaths, your heartrate returning to normal.
Kronii is too tired to notice how panicked you really are, she lies back down.
She lazily guides your hand to her abdomen, you can feel the bump.
Your heart rate picks up again.
Alone.
You don't want to leave the both of them alone.