[Some of the what ifs hurt. Some of them are impossible. And some of them aren't. Yuan wouldn't have made it this far if he didn't wonder; he can still, some days, feel that moment, balanced on his blade's edge, seeing his reflection in the new-made weapon and wanting and wondering so much it ached.]
[Nettled, Yuan goes on.]
You're fortunate the situation required a surrender. Like this, you'd never have managed to defeat me.
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[Some of the what ifs hurt. Some of them are impossible. And some of them aren't. Yuan wouldn't have made it this far if he didn't wonder; he can still, some days, feel that moment, balanced on his blade's edge, seeing his reflection in the new-made weapon and wanting and wondering so much it ached.]
[Nettled, Yuan goes on.]
You're fortunate the situation required a surrender. Like this, you'd never have managed to defeat me.