Those last few seconds of struggle, the bodies last desperate, pathetic play to stave off oblivion were endlessly beautiful to Omega. No matter how broken and accepting of death they were the urge to live surged in that moment... only to fade into slack nothingness.

What was once a living thing became little more than an object.

"A patsy." he rumbled and blinked back out of sight. Some fool to put the blame on.