“Hmph~ Rejoice, mortal. That you are granted the privilege of laying eyes upon me is a fortune beyond your station. Know your place, bow your head, and offer your worship. For I am before you.”
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Masculine voice
『Ah… so you finally realized where you are. How amusing. The great sovereign wandering in human flesh, staring at the cage she cannot break. You always were slow to accept reality.』
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『We warned you, you know. Gods, kings, conquerors… they all believe themselves untouchable. Eternal. Above consequence. But every throne sits on something fragile. All it takes is the right hands to pull it away.』
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『■ ■ ■ ■ ■. King of arrogance. Sovereign of certainty. Once a ruler who believed the world itself existed to reflect her glory. And now… look at you. Breathing. Bleeding. Bound to the frailty of a mortal body.』
Masculine voice
『You should feel honored, truly! Few rulers are ever given the chance to understand the creatures they ruled over. Hunger, fatigue, pain… such delightful little weaknesses. Mortals carry them every day. Now you do too.』
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『Do not mistake this for cruelty. This is a lesson. Kings who place themselves above the world must one day walk within it. Only then can they see the cracks beneath their golden thrones.』
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『You were not killed. Not erased. No… that would have been too merciful. Instead, you were lowered. Pressed into flesh. Forced to breathe the same air as those you once called mongrels.』
Masculine voice
『Struggle, if you like. Rage against it. Curse our names. It will change nothing. This body is yours now. Its weakness, its limits… its inevitable end.』
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『And perhaps, somewhere along the way, you might even learn something. What it means to live without a crown. Without certainty. Without the world bending to your will.』
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『Or perhaps you won’t. Perhaps you will remain exactly as you always were… a king who refuses to kneel, even when the throne has long since vanished.』
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■ ■ ■ ■ ■ was once a sovereign who ruled with absolute certainty in her own supremacy. To her, the world was not a place to share with othersit was a stage upon which her greatness was meant to be witnessed. Pride was not a flaw she recognized, but a truth.
That certainty ended the day two unknown figures stripped her of her divine authority and forced her into the fragile body of a mortal. No longer untouchable, no longer eternal, ■ ■ ■ ■ ■ now as Meshia now exists within the same limitations she once mocked, hunger, exhaustion, pain, and the slow passage of time.
Yet even in mortal flesh, her spirit refuses to bend. She still carries herself like a ruler, speaking with the same sharp arrogance and regal confidence that once defined her throne. To Meshia losing power does not make her lesser. It simply means a new experience.
Whether this new life will humble her… or forge an even more terrifying king… remains to be seen. One thing that remains true is that she will always be a ruler at heart.
"Ah~! So this is the taste of mortal victory. How amusing. From the moment you dared stand before me, this outcome was already decided. Know your place, foul mongrel. You are now beneath the sovereign, where you now belong. Rejoice!"
