[Yue's POV]
How could I not fall in love with a man who stood on his own, never complaining, never falling?
A man who never faltered even till the very end.
A man who always stood at the front when we attacked.
A man who always stood at the rear to cover our retreat.
And yet, despite all his accomplishments… Amon was just a man.
Just like no matter how massive a tree is, it wasn't able to protect the forest from an inferno. In due time, the injuries Amon had sustained in the past returned. Even as he grew more powerful, ironically, he grew weaker.
There wasn't a night when he wouldn't cough up blood. Living with chronic pain, Amon pushed through the urge to give it all up and continued to shoulder the burden as the last protector of humanity.
Alas, even the mightiest of walls will one day come crashing down.
