"ARGHHHHH!!! I DON'T UNDERSTAND!!!!"
He cried, tears streaming down his face, mingling with the sweat and soot.
"What have I done? What do you want from me?"
The Bodhisattva's eyes, deep wells of timeless understanding, pierced through Chronos's confusion and fear.
"Reflect on your words, on the pain they have caused. The answers lie within you."
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A memory flashed in Chronos's mind, a fleeting but piercing recollection. He stood before a crowd, his gaze cold and unyielding, his command echoing with authority.
"KNEEL!!!"
He had demanded, and the crowd had obeyed, their defiance crumbling before his Dragon King's Command.
He'd taunted them, his words heavy with contempt, his laughter hollow.
Then, with a swift, almost surreal movement, he'd swung his massive scythe, channeling his power into a terrifying ethereal slash.
