Comfort.

Yuna was gazing outwards the wind softly hitting her face.

Kiyomi urgently, "Princess! He's awake, the lord is awake."

Yuna jumped up, elation spreading on her face, "Really!"

Kiyomi nodded and tears ran down her face.

Yuna similar cried.

Yuna touched her chest, "As long as you are alive everything is fine."

Yuna turned to Kiyomi and said, "Kiyomi I have something to ask."

Kiyomi wiped the tears away and said, "Please ask Princess."

Yuna asked, "You have feelings for Won don't you."

Kiyomi blushed and waved her hands, "Of course not."

Yuna said, "Please tell me."

Kiyomi reluctantly nodded.

"Can you... Can you tell me what he's really like Princess."

Yuna laughed and said, "Hm. Won is rather simple. He's not someone with a wide variety of expression, he'll either love you or hate you. He's cunning and sometimes excessively greedy. He's someone who will love you with all his heart or hate you with all his heart. He's not easy to forgiveness and mercy. He might allow others to do as they like but he rarely accepts others."

Yuna looked seriously at Kiyomi and said, "But Kiyomi if you are to act on your feelings know this. The Won I know is exceedingly talented and will live a long life, I will probably as well because I'm married to him. He may become the Immortal of legends that means he'll never die, for all of time he'll be alive. Are you willing to stick by him for all of that time and never falter. Won is many things, but not a forgiving person. He's also someone who will never allow what is his to be taken, if you were to leave he would most probably accept but if you were to ever betray him a horrible fate exists for you. So think carefully before you choose, such a desicion should never be made on half hearted affection."

Kiyomi stood in standstill, lamenting before nodding slowly.

...

Won appeared in front of a large crowd. His long hair gently falling down. His red robe dancing in the wind.

The crowds spread out like long rivers of flesh, the amount of people was over a million. Most were from Ito with a smaller proportion from Ying and Suzaku.

Won looked at everyone and said, "Those of Ito I first wish to thank everyone for their aid. I promise to recompensate the ones who helped me. Of course I know many would deny that recommendation, if I had to die to protect all of you I too wouldn't need any payment. Yet my people those who many deny the money or other form of payment, please remember your family and those you love. Of course it sounds a bit like I'm bragging. Haha."

Won then said, "Very often good people are sacrificed by bad people's intentions, in the end the world is left full of bad people. The line between Good and bad is so muddled it's hard to differentiate, so I will not say I will be a good Ruler or a bad one. Instead I shall say this come chilling winters or Blazing flames, even if the sky were to fall and even if I was the demon God as long as my people prosper and are happy I am content. We will go to war so much that I will be called a horrible Demon in our history most probably, I will fight till the last moment that our descendants will laugh at our exaggeration. Even if I must die for those I must protect, for those I love I shall die for them to live happily."

Won stood silently, with closed eyes. The silence was haunting and only the beating of his heart entered his ear.

It was then a cacophony of sound erupted outwards.

Won's clear eyes showed warmth as he saw his people pump their fists into the air, in solidarity.

Won turned around and flashed a soft smile at Ozaris.

Ozaris bowed.

Ozaris loudly said, "Introducing his Majesty The Flower Emperor Won!"

The loud cheer silenced and all the citizens looked over their shoulders. They showed mutual confusion.

There were many times words held great significance, much more so than great passages and tales. Words that cut deeper than knives and were as good as the Heavens blessing.

For example Calling someone a turtle could be both an insult or a compliment. If you told it to an Immortal Cultivator he would be thankful considered Turtles were figures of vitality and long lifespans. Sometimes Immortals would be so thankful they'd give great aid, but it could also bring death threats. A turtle is seen as a passive and weak animal, meant to simply sit in defence. Never the hunter.

Similarly Flower had a meaning. Being called a flower meant to hold beauty and softness that was expected of an ideal feminine character. Yet it was a compliment only if one liked being called weak and a man's woman. If one was a man and called a woman it was shameful, it meant the man was weak and dainty easy to pluck, unable to do anything as others trample on them.

So everyone was in shock considered their Great Emperor's name was the Flower Emperor.

Won's enemies began to chortle and snicker.

Yet when they raised their heads they shuddered.

A cold gaze, a indifferent and uncaring Godly gaze passed them.

Two Heterochromic eyes that glowed in a faint purple light, with a demonic and horrible chill stabbed them in their hearts.

It was as if a Great Demon was holding them in it's hand. Slowly it's gigantic pillar like fingers enclosed on them, trapping them in endless painful darkness.

In fact a great and majestic Tiger seemed to roll around Won, as if complementing his predatory nature.

It wasn't the eyes of a human who showed naive benevolence and kindness, no it was of a Predator toying with his prey. One unforgiving and spiteful Predator.

Won laughed, "My people you may be dissatisfied with my title, but... I like it. An ordinary and beautiful flower who will comfort every single one of my people, yet when touched will become the most rueful poison, the most cruel and vile poison who will burn everything to ash. An Emperor's role is to bring his Empire up, but I will never do it at the sacrifice and suffering of those of Ito."

An electric feeling raced through everyone present. It wasn't easy to care about others. Many times profit was seen over human life, it was accepted that sacrifice was needed. Even those who protested war rarely fought for those who fought, but rather those like citizens brought into the warfare. They inheritly never thought about the solider's and Warriors who sacrificed everything, because they thought that was their job. They never remembered that War wasn't done by them, but their cold hearted leaders.

An Emperor was a being who some Empires said were Heavens Mandate or gift. They were the Heavens right and everything belonged to them.

Few Emperor's have been fine sullying their name for their people. An Emperor was a dignified existence and others were meant to sacrifice themselves to protect it. Yet here was an Emperor who genuinely said that he would instead protect them even if he was to be rebuked. One could say they were empty words or false impression's, yet it wasn't like that. The air seemed to twist and tighten, and the hard to impress hearts of the weak and broken began to vibrate with a strange heat. Those who have seen the darkness rarely are embraced by the light. Yet for the first time, a warmth filled their scars. It was as if for the first time their was someone lending them a hand. That in the indifferent and passive world, there was a single person who cared when he had no need to.

Life was a difficult thing that would be hard, and brutal. Men would die and break. Rarely did someone do something for no reason. The Heavens were indifferent and world squeezed out all the good in a man. Often times to make anything of yourself, you had to stand by yourself tumbling down and scraping your knee. You had to endure the thorns and beatings alone.

It was easy to be cold and indifferent.

Yet for the first time... For the first time someone stood for them, he cared.

Perhaps it was naive and foolish, yet every single person wanted to stand similarly tall for that man. They knew how hard life was and how dark the Heavens were. They knew how beautiful things were often sullied, so they stood grasping on to the warmth shown to them. They wished to stand tall and protect this man the same way he wished to stand tall and protect them. This wasn't some great world where a man could stand up alone, they all knew that all too well. So they would be his comfort and peace.