With the overseer out of the way, Han Xin turned his attention to someone else. He was drawn to a hidden safe room within the palace. There, he found Peng Xiu, the bride promised to him before. She huddled in the corner, fear etched on her face.
"I am here to take what was promised to me," he murmured, a gentleness breaking through the darkness. He dragged her from the confines of the room, the chaos of the city swirling around them, the flames consuming what was left of their world.
As the territories burned, the power of the undead swept like wildfire, more formidable than ever. Han Xin became a haunting ruler in this newly forged darkness, leading the savage horde that feasted upon the remnants of the old world.
In a quiet ceremony amidst the chaos, Peng Xiu wed Han Xin. With the sky dark and the city a smouldering ruin, they stood united, their fates intertwined.
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