Wasteland
One hour after the fall of The Worldbreaker
Eveything is burned. Nothing in sight but dust and piles of burned ashes. A figure emerges from the ash.
"Ugh...Pan..Pandora? Have you survived the impact?"
The man gets no response.
"Please, God. Don't let my sister be dead."
"Prometheus?"
"Pandora!"
A female stands up and the two embrace in a hug.
"Prometheus...your body..my body..we are no longer in our Mega Man state.."
"Yeah. I guess Model W is finally destroyed!"
"What do we do now?"
"I guess we just move on. Seeing as how there's nothing left to do anymore."
"Prometheus, what about our weapons?"
"We don't need them anymore. Leave them."
The two reploids look onto the horizon. Dawn is starting, and so is a new life.