"Brother!"
The thick dust covered all lights around us, the darkness overwhelming even the sound of my voice. Each graze of the rough particles on my skin made me wince at the pain it brought. It made it hard for me to see and move as I like and wanted to. The fire around me weakened by a slight degree as a response to my physical exhaustion but I have to get to my brother, he needs me,
"He needs me."
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The puppet prince who grew up in a household surrounded by artificial love and care, subjected to political manipulation and used to everyone's benefits finally found the light that he was waiting for- a light that pushed him out of this self-created bubble in his mind, his brother.
This thought alone encourage the young prince to endure this pain and not give up. He had only met his brother, and he must not lose him again. Not again. Never again.