"I don't age. I regenerate. But humans decay. You wither and you die. Imagine watching that happen to someone who you -"


The void was sucking at them.

And then it stopped.


Her first grey hair had been decades ago. Her second and third and fourth not long after. She had been smiling when she decided to keep dyeing her white hair blonde. He'd always loved that smile.

He had said that he loved her.

But Rose Tyler had already died.


The Time Lord Victorious.

He never should have turned into that. Never should have become so selfish and arrogant.

Rose would never have recognized him.


He was on fire. He was burning and he was dying and it didn't matter.

Because he had seen Rose smile. One last time, he had seen her smile.


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