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Mainne apna khoon bahaaya United Empire ke liye.
Emperor Ragnar ke liye—mera dost, mera comrade.
Aakhir mein mujhe sirf ek cheez chahiye thi—peace.
Wapas ghar lautna, chup-chaap jeena… aur apne paapon ka prayashchit karna.
Lekin Ragnar ne mujhe dost nahi, ek threat ke roop mein dekha.
“Tu ek 8th Class Magician hai… itna powerful ki tu mujhe aur empire dono ko mita sakta hai. Main kaise ek monster jaise tujhe zinda chhod sakta hoon?”
Aur yeh kehkar, usne mujhe chhuri ghopa—ek dagger jisme tha time magic.
Maut ke bilkul edge par, maine usse curse nahi diya.
Maine ek promise kiya—
“Agar redemption naam ki koi cheez hoti hai…
Main wapas aaoonga.
Aur sab kuch theek kar dunga.”