Kira’sThe gates slam shut behind me.The sound echoes getting louder, deep and final, like the closing of a tomb. The heat rises from the arena floor, thick with dust, blood, and a thousand old battles. I walk forward slowly, shoulders high, chin up, just like Alpha Elric taught me.The crowd screams my name—“Kira! Kira of Fenrath! Heiress of the Flame!”—but it all sounds far away. Distant. Hollow. Like I’m watching this moment from the bottom of a well.All I can hear is his voice.All I can see is his blood.And my hand holding the blade that ended him.I did that. I ended the only man who ever truly loved me.And I told myself it was worth it. That this pain would fade once Alyssa fell.The plan had better work. It has to.Because there's no going back now.Across the arena, she stands—tall, proud, perfect.Alyssa.White armor catching the sunlight, hair braided in that annoyingly regal way, posture flawless like she’s the portrait of every heroic tale sung to pups at bedtime. She
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