The Return of the Emperor
He stood motionless, jaw clenched, hands curled into fists by his side, as if holding himself back from something—he wasn’t sure what.
"No human can be a god," she whispered, her voice soft yet unflinching. "And neither can you. But I see you as something more than a man who gave me food or shelter. You didn’t just save my life, Mr. Kang… you gave me a reason to live it. And that’s enough of a reason for me to die for you.”
Her voice trembled at the end, and still, she bowed her head, wiping her tears. That final act—so simple, so human—pierced through the armor he had worn for years.
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