The assassins came at night.

  Not enemies. Not invaders.

  His own people.

  The same kingdom he had saved.

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  Kael did not sleep, so he saw them coming.

  They carried poison, enchanted blades, weapons crafted just to kill him.

  He could have let them.

  But something inside him whispered: Why?

  Why should I keep fighting for them?

  Why should I suffer for a world that will never accept me?

  Why should I die, when I have the power to live?

  For the first time in his life, Kael did not hold back.

  For the first time, he let himself be what they had always feared.

  By morning, the capital was in ruins.

  By nightfall, the kingdom was no more.

  And Kael stood alone, gazing at the burning world.