"Wei Ying"

"Lan Zhan"

The world is silent, only for rustling clothes from the lasts

Most of the proof that there was humanity has been wiped out

The bright sun has shunned out.

The world is dark and cold

On the road, there stand two people, wearing robes from the ancient China dynasty, swords on their hips.

The last of their kind

The last two standing

Saying their last goodbye,

In each other's arm

Lips to lips, sharing their last embrace

Surrounding them, fire has engulfed structures and roads as they relieve their memories

Thousands of shared memories flow through them as they kiss,

Retelling each up and down moment

They part their kiss for a moment

"Do you remember the first time we fall to each other, Lan Zhan?"

"Mn. On the roof, you were holding 2 jars of Tianzi Xiao"

"My husband has such a great memory. How can this wife compete to reach equality to his husband?"

"Wei Ying is already equal to me"

A crack appeared on the ground where they stand

"Hey Lan Zhan"

"Mn?"

"I'm grateful, you know"

"I'm grateful too"

"Let me finish- You were there from the first time I was scrutinised by the world, and you stand with me until now"

An explosion is heard, the ground cracks more

The temperature is rising, tornadoes have lifted another building, crushing it to dust.

Then, it rains, and the wind blows harder, swaying the two figures' hair

A paper umbrella with cloud motifs opened by the person in white.

The one in black and red goes closer to the person in white, hugging his waist, face on the chest.

"Lan Zhan"

"Mn"

"Sometimes I keep wondering if there wasn't you"

The person in white strokes the person in black and red robes' long hair.

"I am here"

"I know"

A building near them explodes, dust flies and one of the shards tore through the umbrella.

"Just toss it, Lan Zhan"

The figure in white throws the now broken umbrella into somewhere unknown.

Rain falls on them and engulfs them wet

"I miss A-Yuan"

"Me too"

"But he chose to not be immortal with us and live to his content with Jin Ling, and I respect his choice"

"Mn"

"Jiang Cheng too, he decided that after the era of great sects have over, it is time for him to be done"

"Do you miss your brother?"

"I do! And I'm glad we made up and share our last hug after we reminiscing our childhood!"

"Mn. I miss Huan-Gege too"

"It is a pity Jiang Cheng hasn't tasted my   decent cook!"

"Mn"

The person in white nods. The one in black whines

"I'm cold Lan Zhan"

"I'm holding you"

"Hold me closer"

The person in white sighs before he pulls the person in black and red robes closer.

"Even after thousands of years, you still smell good, Lan Zhan"

A smile is plastered on the person in white's face

The static of a broken TV, warning of volcanoes eruption, flood warning, tornadoes and a huge meteorite has breached the atmosphere.

"Lan Zhan"

"Mn?"

The gap on their feet has cracked bigger, the meteorite can be seen above them, shooting through the sky, lighting up the sky, and stopping the rain with the heat.

The two embrace each other, their lips meet each other, sharing their last gentle moment.

Then they part, their hands on each other's waist, eyes lovingly stare each other.

Then a crash

A wave of impact fastly creeping, destroying everything on its path.

The two says each of their last words to each other.

An explosion.

Then,

there is nothing

'Thank you

'I'm sorry

'We shall meet again'

'May our fate be intertwined once more'

"Wei Ying"

"Lan Zhan"

"I love you"
"I love you"

~
Don't mind me

Just tearing up in the corner of the room while writing this and listening to 'Goodbye To A World'

This idea came from a discussion in my head.

'If one is immortal, then they'll live till the end of the world'

Immortals live forever, till it's the end.

I've seen a lot of Immortal WangXian but don't find one when they face the end of the world, so I made one :3

If you guys didn't notice, I don't put any of their names in the narration, only in their dialogue.

To those who want to write further based on this, you are free to do that, make sure to tag me so I can read 'em!

Peace out,

Reyn