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He sought to become the necessary evil, bringing all the country’s corruption together in one place. A role that could never be rewarded, for which he would never be celebrated.

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Rumors can have long tails, and the farther and wider they spread, the more they diverge from reality. Sometimes they cease to be rumors entirely. These expanded stories become shared lore or even myths.

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To turn a lie into fact was the prerogative of the powerful.

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For every beautiful blossom faded in time. The blossoms of the rear palace had to bear fruit, or they were worthless. As familiar as this logic was to Maomao by now, it never ceased to remind her that the palace was also a prison.

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Sound on to hear the water running through pebbles

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Hate was a funny thing. It gnawed at her insides like poison. It made every muscle in her body tense, made her veins boil so hot she thought her head might split in half, and yet it fueled everything she did. Hate was its own kind of fire and if you had nothing else, it kept you warm.

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Our dead don’t leave us. They’ll haunt you as long as you let them.

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You asked how large my sorrow is

And I answered, like a river in spring flowing east.

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This was not a world of men. It was a world of gods, a time of great powers. It was the era of divinity walking in man, of wind and water and fire. And in warfare, she who held the power asymmetry was the inevitable victor.

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If nothing lasted and the world did not exist, all that meant was that reality was not fixed. The illusion she lived in was fluid and mutable, and could be easily altered by someone willing to rewrite the script of reality.

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𝔳𝔞𝔫𝔦𝔩𝔩𝔞 𝔩𝔞𝔱𝔱𝔢

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The only difference between us is that I can suffer pain, and you’re still a fucking coward.

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Rage and grief were so different. Rage gave her the power to burn down countries. Grief only exhausted her.