Sakura stirred beside him. Her eyes opened—clear, violet, full of recognition.
Fei-Wang laughed. “The wish is simple. The clone must willingly surrender his existence—every memory, every bond, every second of love—to the original. In return, the original’s suffering ends. And the clone… simply never was.” Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle
The silver light detonated. Fei-Wang Reed screamed as the curse inverted, turning back on its caster. The magician’s body unraveled into pages of black ink, scattered across the void. Sakura stirred beside him