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π child born from fortune , the empire's saint - blessed with power that was more akin to a curse then a blessing .
One tragic incident leads it all tumbling down.
He, who brought joy-laughter, admiration, relief-across the entire lands of his empire with his power,
he, who once felt joy and warmth-as his hands glowed, healing the hearts and bodies of his people.
now, reduced to a trembling child-who would stare at his hands in anger , and disgust.
Then.. they met.
Unloved, neglected, and thrown away-this young girl finds a way to interest him in every way,
Deciding to follow her along on her journey , he wouldn't have believed it even if God told him - she would be the very person that would hold his hands warmly.
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