The Undying Star
A star? I wasn't even close to being something as beautiful. But... undying? Yes. I was. Since death never ever accepted me into its embrace. So what if I live this story to its end one more time? Just one last time. I want to feel it, living, rather than death. Only once. What awaits me at the end of this never-finished draft, I wonder... Is it the cure to my curse, or yet another rebirth?
Mother
It was a spacious, luxurious room. The walls were all adorned with broad floor-to-ceiling windows, enabling sunlight to fully illuminate the room, making it one of the brightest spots in the imperial castle. It created a cozy and relaxing atmosphere no matter what kind of topic was being discussed.
"Is this everything?"
A piece of paper was put down upon a pile of the others. Sitting at the table, the middle-aged, silver-haired emperor leaned closer to clasp his hands.
"Yes, father. That's all that happened in my expedition."
The events were listed all in order, recorded with great detail, starting from them stepping out of the castle until they once again, returned to it.
"We clashed with The Resistance a few times, but they weren't easy targets. With my unit mostly specialized in battling monsters, it was hard and too risky to go against those seasoned warriors. I'm ashamed to admit it, but we didn't manage to capture any of them.