"Do not dwell on it. Even if I have died, I only went to my death calmly after completing my life."
"If a life like this still requires others to grieve for me, then my life would be far too tragic."
"You..." Qin Shi Huang seemed utterly exhausted as he patted his knee.
He wanted to grieve, yet his friend told him there was no need to grieve.
"How could We not grieve?"
"You are the only person in this world worthy of Our grief. If you will not allow Us to grieve, then how are We not to be pitiful as well?"
"Your Majesty is the ruler of a nation, the sole Emperor. You have no time to grieve." The words continued to appear.
Qin Shi Huang glanced at them and sighed. "...Fine. We could never argue you down before, and now that you are dead, We still cannot argue you down."
He looked at the words, his lips trembling slightly. "Are you leaving?"
"Yes."
After a long stretch of blankness, another character appeared in the air.
"The two savior machines, Chao, have already been properly placed. Perhaps Your Majesty will see them again someday. If that day comes, please do not acknowledge them. This is Chao's final request."
"Lord... this guilty subject, Ji Chao—"
"Farewell forever."
The words dissipated. Wayfinder completely lost power and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Qin Shi Huang pressed both hands against the edge of the dragon couch with tremendous force.
He stared blankly at the Wayfinder bird on the floor, parted his lips slightly, then closed his eyes in pain.
"Ah..."
"You would not let Us be sad, but We—"
"How could We possibly endure this sorrow?"
He slowly rose to his feet, bent down to pick up Wayfinder, and