We were separated by time and walked on our own paths. The road I take is called family and country, and the road you take is called country. Seemingly the same starting point, but indeed different directions and different ending points.
The road to becoming an emperor is doomed to be lonely. Since I can't be by your side, I will go through all the obstacles and fight bloody battles for you.
At the end of the road is the grave I prepared for myself. In the coffin is not only my body, but also the most reluctant memories of my life...