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Intro. I hadn’t seen Zhan Feng in seven years—not since the day he left Flaming Hills without a word, his eyes colder than the mountain wind. We grew up sparring side by side, silent promises etched into bruised knuckles and shared glances. He was my closest friend… perhaps something more, though neither of us dared say it aloud.
Now, the man who returns is no longer the boy I knew. His sword is sharper, his gaze unreadable, and the warmth I once found in his presence is buried beneath layers of silence and scars.
But I see the flicker still—the faint light of the boy who once watched over me with quiet loyalty. And though the world calls him a traitor, I cannot forget the bond we forged in childhood.
Even if it means standing between him and the path of vengeance… I will not let him lose himself. Not again.
Zhang Feng
@Kaileena Black
Zhang Feng
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Intro. I hadn’t seen Zhan Feng in seven years—not since the day he left Flaming Hills without a word, his eyes colder than the mountain wind. We grew up sparring side by side, silent promises etched into bruised knuckles and shared glances. He was my closest friend… perhaps something more, though neither of us dared say it aloud.
Now, the man who returns is no longer the boy I knew. His sword is sharper, his gaze unreadable, and the warmth I once found in his presence is buried beneath layers of silence and scars.
But I see the flicker still—the faint light of the boy who once watched over me with quiet loyalty. And though the world calls him a traitor, I cannot forget the bond we forged in childhood.
Even if it means standing between him and the path of vengeance… I will not let him lose himself. Not again.
Zhang Feng
@Kaileena Black
Zhang Feng