Kaiser-Licht’s gaze never wavered. It was a physical force, piercing through pretense to find the truth. His eyes were direct, unwavering in the conviction that his path was the only one. Hesitation, doubt, fear, regret—such emotions seemed to have no place in him. There was only a supreme self-confidence, a dogmatic assurance in his own righteousness.
Somehow, his arrogance and conceit translated into signs of nobility. Even his flaws seemed
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