“Everything starts over.” Lu Mingze gave the order, and the world bowed before him.
“This time, with Senior Sister gone, I'm the only one left on your side.”
“I told you it could be undone, didn't I, brother? As the price, I'll take this last quarter.” Lu Mingze forced a smile. With every slight bend of his charred lips, flakes crumbled to the ground. The broken king swung his final blade.
“Don't die! Don't die! Don't die!” Lu Mingfei became that powerless, pathetic boy once more. The claws he'd gained by trading with the devil would ultimately pierce his own heart. Grief ripped open the boy's belly, and all that spilled out were two or three memories of regret.
