His expression.
Tears and smiles that seemed like relief.
It was the first time in her life that she felt envy...
When the idea of wanting to swap places with him appeared in her mind, she already realized she could no longer be her father's good child.
Unable to understand the fear she felt every time she saw her father's gentle smile. Despite such admiration and respect, why did hatred gradually grow in her heart?
It wasn't until later, when she saw the same devotion and expectation on the faces of the followers, identical to her former self, that she understood what she had worshipped and believed in was merely her own imagined idol and illusion.
What difference does it make, after all?
"..."
She walked silently through the crowd, no longer looking at those humble praying expressions, unable to fulfill their wishes.
No, even if it were possible to fulfill them...
Wen Wen, could you really do it?
When she asked herself, mocking laughter echoed inside her.
