A sky filled with red. It looks almost artistic as pieces of something (you can't quite tell from this distance) breaks apart in Earth's atmosphere. While beautiful, it's also destructive. In the far, far distance, you know Earth is being ravaged by parts that didn't burn up in the atmosphere. The ocean around you is wild, caused by impacts in the ocean a long ways away.
The view pans down to the ocean before turning and focusing on the pink haired songstress accompanying you. An urge overcomes you (protection?) and the future is no longer as bright as you wished it to be. She speaks up, almost feeling your pain.
"....Kira."
"Mm," you barely manage to reply. You step back, prepared to-
Ah-!
...the protection didn't work. I'll need a new program...
[beep]