Golden curtains fluttered gently, revealing the natural ray into a dark room. The cold marbled flooring extended towards the huge pillar, all the way towards the high ceiling. Numerous dazzling pieces of jewelry filled in many ornate boxes beside the pillars, lounge chair, and a wide bed.

  Truly, it was a luxurious room setting for a man who was said to be the most beloved person to the one on top of the Empire hierarchy.

  "Huff... Ugh..."

  Yet, groaning and panting filled the huge room with a mysterious red flame enveloping his entire being.

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  His disheveled long golden hair spread around the bed as he twisted and turned. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead and neck, soaking the bedsheet.

  "Haah... Haah..." He grasped his chest, clawing the bed with his other hand as he groaned in pain.

  Lethargically opening his eyes, the red irises stared at the ceiling anonymously as he mumbled, "...my... Mine." Finally, with a sense of longing, he shut his eyes, letting tears rolled down. "You're...coming..."