His words kept ringing in my ears. How his eyes had softened when he spoke to me, how his voice was like velvet. The love and devotion within him.

Avalon had meant it, right? Or was he just pulling my leg?

No, even he could never be that cruel.

He meant it. He chose me over Bloom. This last thought sent thrill over me. but then I got a strange sensation in my head, close to pain, but not quite.

"Yeah, keep talking, nasty witch!", an acid voice in my mind, exactly like mine.

Bloom.

We could communicate? Really, like telepathy?

"Oh, Bloom. I am so happy that you are okay. I hope you can live with…. Prince Charming happily. I am glad you spoke to me one last time. Goodbye Bloom", I tried to blink away tears. she could have anything she ever wanted. Why should I be the one to slave with Darkar, deal with dumb, lame brain witches and never love in my life? How was this fair?

Bloom easily got everything she ever wanted; I got them for her. She now had loving friends, a beautiful place to live and learn and…. She had Avalon.

I would be killed in the sacrifice, my dragon flame would be absorbed by Darkar, the mirror would help him rule the world, the trix would also get a happy ending.

But what about me?

Did I ever come into the 'being happy' scenario?

No, I obviously did not. That was because I was not real. I was just a creation. Dark energy and the flame of life together; and that was me. I was just in Bloom's body. She had now, got a new body.

I didn't exist. So how could I have the right to happiness? How could I be allowed to live? I was just a tool, a medium.

I didn't matter to anyone. I had nothing worth living. I just wanted to die, right then. I would gladly give up my powers if I could just die quickly and painlessly.

You maybe wondering, if I was so evil, why did I care about Bloom? Why did I help her, to the extent of losing everything I had.

Good question. The answer is because, however mean and evil you are, you still care about yourself. You'll always want yourself to be happy.

And Bloom was me. So, out of basic self preservation, I helped her. Helped myself. And I have to love her, whatever happened, because I loved myself.

Sucks, right?

Well, there's the living for you.

I knew I had to end this, I was suffering which meant Bloom would suffer. And I didn't want her to suffer because it would mean I wanted myself to suffer. And I didn't want to suffer.

Got that? I didn't think so. Read it again….

We had to stop suffering and I saw the only way I could end this. Suicide.

If I died, I knew Bloom would be unaffected because her body would still be alive. Okay, I know I am confusing you all. But I don't really care.

Because I am dying. Leaving this troubled world.

Drifting off like a free bird. Carefree and happy, at last.

And I didn't care what Bloom felt about it, it was my decision. Of course I knew she wouldn't care. She hated my guts since I loved HER man.

Gosh. I was escaping such a lot of troubles! How amazing!

I spent my last day with Darkar; I didn't tell him anything, I knew he couldn't care less. He loved my power not me. but I still loved him, so I stayed with him and peanut head and bird brain. Know- it- all was there too, I guess. (the trix)

I had to go to Alfea before dying. I had to say goodbye, to Stella, Musa, Techna, Avalon and… Bloom. Leaving her was like leaving my body. Our body.

I got there late at night.

I snuck into their room and woke them all up, calling them to Avalon's office. There had clearly, been celebrations on Bloom's safe return. I felt a stab of sorrow. "Well, uh, I have made a decision. I am going to kill myself", I spoke coldly, in order to detach myself; it never worked. "So, uh, Goodbye, good luck, enjoy life, I guess", I looked at each one, avoiding Bloom's face.

"What? No, you can't. stop. No way", I could hear shouts of horror but I tuned them out. I really didn't need this now. I just wanted to die!

I looked Bloom in the eyes and whispered, "Take care, Bloom. I hope my death can never affect you. Hope you live a long and happy life…. I love you", my voice broke. I turned away, wishing that they wouldn't come closer to console me. in vain.

I was enveloped in hugs and I could hear voices begging and pleading me. but all I could see was hurt in Bloom's eyes. She came to me, "Is it because I gave you headaches?", she was inwardly killing herself and it hurt me as well. "No, I deserved those. I was getting close to your love. I am sorry", I glanced at Avalon who had frozen, not reacting to anything.

Bloom shook her head, "No, I know you couldn't help it. you're me. if you die, won't I as well?", she knew her pawn well.

She wasn't asking about that for her welfare, but because she knew I could never hurt her, by extension, hurt myself. Oh, Bloom.

"No. you'll be fine. I promise. I am doing this for you. I am doing this for me, Bloom. You can't stop me", I knew I couldn't control myself any longer. I had to die. Now!

I backed off form them, towards the window and looked at Avalon, "I am sorry, sir. I really am. I ruined everything. So I want you to do this", I handed him a bag of poison, it burned when it hit me. I wanted him to throw it over me as I set myself on dark fire. But he never did.

I jumped out the window as my own fire crushed my frame. I made no attempt to stop it as it scorched me. this was how it all ended.

The end for Rozacia.

I barely acknowledged the fairies who begged for me to stop as the struggled to control the fire. I was laying on the Alfea yard, dying. Avalon flew to me, his angel wings spread out into the night, "Roze, please stop it. Please. For me. for your friends. Please don't. for all your worth, please", Damn Avalon! He almost convinced me! but it was too late.

A part of me cried. No I don't want to die, help me!

Oh, too late. It was over.

Good bye world.