Imperial Crown Ruins – High Tower Observation Deck
The sun rose crimson over the shattered empire, bathing the ruins in a haunting glow, as if the very city mourned the cost of its survival.
Selina stood at the highest point of the broken observation deck, the cold wind whipping through her torn dress, bloodstains dried against her pale skin.
Her fists tightened at her sides, her shoulders trembling as the weight of the world threatened to crush her once again.
But this time… she stood tall.
Her eyes—red, raw, but blazing—locked onto the final figure approaching through the smoke.
Adrian Jiang.
Alive. Smirking. Unharmed.
So it ends here. All the blood. All the pain. It was always going to end with him.
Behind her, Damian lay unconscious, fighting for every breath, his life hanging by the thinnest of threads.
Their son hid nearby, his tiny hands covering his ears, trembling.
Selina turned to face her brother—the man who had destroyed everything.
"It's over, Adrian."
Adrian's smile deepened, pulling a gleaming gun from his coat.
"You're right, sister. But not in the way you think."
The moment felt like standing on the edge of a crumbling cliff, the abyss below promising either freedom… or certain death.
Selina took a slow, deliberate step forward, her eyes never leaving the barrel of the gun pointed directly at her heart.
"If you want to end this…" Her voice cracked but held steady. "…you'll have to kill me yourself."
Adrian's finger tightened on the trigger.
A single shot echoed through the ruins.
But it wasn't Adrian who fired.
From the shadows behind him, a gun fell to the floor.
Adrian staggered, his eyes wide with shock.
Slowly, he turned to see who had betrayed him—
And standing there, tears streaming down her face, holding the smoking gun…
Was their mother.
"I'm sorry… Adrian… But I choose my daughter."
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