He's finally reached
the top.
He's got his
place in the world.
...
Nothing's ever
hurt
quite as much as
victory.
Nothing's ever
tasted
quite as toxic as
revenge.
...
Everyone is
dead.
His mother,
his Magi,
his best friend.
And in a way,
himself.
...
He's banished his cousin
betrayed his family
and now he's
here.
...
The top is
lonely,
and cold.
...
He walks
and talks.
He breathes
and eats and
sleeps.
...
He is a
shell,
adrift in the lonely void
between
life
and
death.
...
He can't even
kill himself,
because you can't kill things
that are already
dead.
...
And so now
he simply floats by,
drifting.
Somewhere in his mind
he has ideas,
of his Empire
and how to better it.
He puts those ideas into action,
without thought,
without conscience.
...
It's been a
long journey
to the top.
It's a tale of heartbreak,
of betrayal,
of death.
...
And there's
no one
left for him to tell it to.
...
...
...
It's only
Hakuryuu.
Broken,
cracked.
...
This is not what I wanted.