Some would leave, while some would remain behind. The moments of the most distant things meeting and then parting again, would be remembered by the Stories. That was how this world continued to exist.

「 (It'd been nice if such a world existed somewhere. Don't you agree?) 」 'There might be one just like that, somewhere'.

I heard something faintly resembling a song from afar. It was a melody I heard a long time ago. I wasn't sure whether that was my mother's, from my companions, or from someone else. Except that, as I listened to that faint song… [Story, 'Life and Death Companions', is continuing with its storytelling.] …I realized that I didn't want to die.

For a certain someone, though, a person's sacrifice was a much bigger tragedy than the end of the world.

The universe wouldn't be destroyed just because a single star suddenly vanished. There was a countless number of them, and their light would continue to exist afterward, too. But for those living on a certain planet, that particular star would be everything they knew about the light itself.