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What do you mean he’s dead 😭😭😭😭

“Should have understood that Venka was trying to save her life.”

Deserved better

“She couldn’t get past how bizarre this was; how they had suddenly stopped trying to kill each other; how they were, of all things, fighting again on the same side. She couldn’t fathom why Nezha had saved her. Nor could she understand the way her heart twisted as she watched him walk forth, arms spread and vulnerable, offering himself to the beast.”

Whiplash

“You left.” She couldn’t keep her voice from breaking. “You left me alone”

“how their animosity and partnership had both felt like such a natural fit, like slipping on a lost glove, like finding her other half.”

Literally why

“The thought repeated in her mind over and over, the only salve against her new and terrifying reality.

I wish I were dead.

I wish I were dead.

I wish—”

Poor baby

“She’s the only divine thing he’s ever believed in. The only creature in this vast, cruel land who could kill him. And sometimes, in his loveliest dreams, he imagines she does”

“Let Nezha come for us,” she said. “I’m going to burn his heart out of his chest.”

“Don’t try to speak,” Nezha murmured, and he brushed his lips against her forehead as he drove the knife deeper into her back.”

WTHHHHHHH

“You think that he’s invincible, but he is more fragile than you think. Yes, I know he’s a prick. But I also know that he’d throw himself off a cliff for you. Please stop trying to break him.”

STOPPPP

“I love you,” she said.

Kitay gave her a tired smile. “I know.”

The first time she’s said that

“Please,” he said. “Stay.”

“All right,” she said, and returned to his side. She took his hand in hers. “I’m right here.”

“What’s happening to me?” he murmured.”

🥺🥺🥺

“Nezha stood beneath the Griffon’s mast, arms stretched out to the tower of water as if reaching for something.

He met Rin’s gaze, and her heart skipped a beat.
His eyes were shot through with streaks of ocean blue—not the eerie cerulean gleam of Feylen’s glare, but a darker cobalt, the color of old gems.

“You too?” she whispered”

WHAT THE HELL?!

“She needed to do this because she deserved this. This was, in some horrible way that made complete sense, atonement. She knew she was monstrous. She couldn’t keep denying that. This was self-flagellation for what she’d become.”

Poor rin

“He looked pleased. Proud. And somehow, the jolt of satisfaction that gave her felt better than anything she’d smoked in months”

She craves academic validation more the literal opium fgs

“You don’t have to suffer alone, you know.” Suni gave her one of his rare, slow smiles. “You’re not the only one”

Suni is so soft and gentle 🥺🥺

“Can’t I be happy? I’ve missed you.”

They’re going to break my heart

“She couldn’t help but stare at his face while he talked. Up close his scars weren’t so unsettling, but rather oddly compelling.
She wondered if it hurt him to talk.
“What is it?” Nezha asked. He touched his cheek. “Ugly, isn’t it? I can put the mask back on, if it’s bothering you.”
“It’s not that,” she said hastily”

Poor baby

“porcelain, features finer than any sculptor could carve, delicately arched eyebrows that conveyed precisely that mixture of condescension and vulnerability that Nikara poets had been trying to describe for centuries.

Nezha wasn’t beautiful anymore.”

HESSS BACKKKK

“She shook her head frantically. “No, I’m not, it’s you, I need you—

Someone’s got to destroy that research facility, Rin.”

“He had been so good at following orders. They told him to jump and he flew. They told him to fight and he destroyed.
But here at the end, without a purpose and without a ruler, Altan Trengsin was broken.”

This is so sad

“But Rin was looking past the flag at a face in the ranks—a boy, a beautiful boy with the palest skin and lovely almond eyes, walking on his own two legs as if his spine had never been severed. As if he had never been impaled on a general’s halberd.
As if he could sense her gaze, Nezha looked up.
Their eyes met under the moonlight. Rin’s heart leaped.”

OH MY GOD

“She began to burn herself again. She found release in the pain; it was comforting, familiar. It was a trade-off she was well
used to. Success required sacrifice. Sacrifice meant pain. Pain meant success.”

I’ve seen this quote before 😔😔

“The apprentice tightened his grip. “Name?” he asked again.

“Yin Nezha,” the boy spat.

“Yin?” The apprentice let him go. “And what is the well-bred heir to the House of Yin doing brawling in a hallway?”

Hmmm the name sounds familiar

“The apprentice tightened his grip. “Name?” he asked again.

“Yin Nezha,” the boy spat.

“Yin?” The apprentice let him go. “And what is the well-bred heir to the House of Yin doing brawling in a hallway?”

Hmmmm the name sounds familiar