That lotus blade: did it cut down the martial world you wanted, or did it destroy my love, trampling it underfoot until it crumbled into dust and ash?
I loved you like a madwoman and helped you achieve your dream of unifying the realm.
Then you ran me through with your sword, without shedding a single tear.
You were as cold as the hem of your white robe.
Should I have listened to Father? You are righteous, and I am evil.
At least the introduction piqued my interest, I think. On the long stairs, this must be the first time he met her.