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412 pages, Paperback
First published February 25, 2018
— Seré por siempre tu más devoto creyente.

— Si pudiera quisiera que me usaras como tu trampolín. El puente que desarmas después de cruzar. Los huesos del cadáver que hay que pisotear para subir. El pecador que merecía la matanza de un millón de cuchillos. Pero se que no lo permitirías.

"Hua Cheng lo esperó por más de ochocientos años, entonces ¿qué importaba si esperaba a Hua Cheng por ochocientos años más?
Podrían ser mil años, diez mil años y todavía esperaría. Seguiría esperando."
— Si tu sueño es salvar a la gente común, entonces mi sueño eres tú.










"To me, the one basking in infinite glory is you; the one fallen from grace is also you. What matters is you, and not the state of you."
Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other.
This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other's embrace.
Hua Cheng said quietly, “Your Highness, I understand your everything.
“Your courage, your despair; your kindness, your pain; your resentment, your hate; your intelligence, your foolishness.
“If I could, I would have you use me as your stepping stone, the bridge you take apart after crossing, the corpse bones you need to trample to climb up, the sinner who deserved the butchering of a million knives. But, I know you wouldn’t allow it.”
Last time, they spent eight hundred years running towards each other. This time, it only took an instant to fall into each other's embrace.