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(K POV)
Under the hot sun reflecting on K's tan skin.
He stood there, over Blank's limp body. His golden gaze— scanned Blank thoroughly.
'He doesn't look bad at all.' He thought to himself as he examined Blank's body.
"I never expected to encounter a child with such massive potential in this Empire. But, this kid.. he could be the end to my grieve, and the one to carry the future of my legacy. This body of his.. even Emperor Delarus didn't have this kind of sturdy body when he was his age." He muttered to himself, slowly carressing his long, white beard.
His heart which was normally steady, and stable began to beat out of rhythm.
The mere thought of raising someone who'd be able to stand toe-to-toe against Delarus made his skin tingle with an electric zap.
K crouched low. And his hands stretched toward Blank's mask. "Let's see what he's hiding behind this mask of his. The mercs say he's always hiding a hideous scar." And he took of the mask.
