Last Moments
There they were. The steps of this city's government. And the bomb was ready. It'd be a quick job. Just had to set the bomb and leave. Then make sure to call as much attention to the area as possible and click the remote from a safe distance. But life was never that easy. Damn the fucker, Murphy, and his law. The loud siren to bring people in was working, but the remote? No signal.
Of course. They build a bomb and don't make it right... That's fantastic. But he remembers the failsafe at that moment. It's designed to activate if he gives it his Chthonic fragment. And what better way to be remembered than to be a martyr for the cause? So he rushed back to the bomb, cutting down anyone regardless of whether they'd been friend to him over the last three years or not, yelling as he went.
More powerful supernaturals began to swarm him in an attempt to overpower him, slay him, or otherwise. But he was too quick for them because of the other bombs across the city or being just out of range.
He looks up the Dominion steps as those who would try to foolishly slay or capture him leaped at him then to his last ever attackers. He then tears into his own chest and grabbing that dark shard of his existence as he yells to the sky, “For the glory of Northern Light City!” Even more attention is brought to him for that brief moment before he falls into the rip in reality as the contents of the pocket dimension burst forth.
In that space, for but the briefest of moments, he smiles while his heart gives out. He has done well and will be remembered. Then everything goes dark.