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Sakura stirred beside him. Her eyes opened—clear, violet, full of recognition.

“You fool,” Fei-Wang hissed. “You’re giving up everything for a life you never truly had!” Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle

Syaoran stared at the sleeping form of Sakura, which floated nearby, still incomplete, still waiting. If he refused, the real Syaoran would remain trapped forever, and the timeline would collapse. If he agreed, he would vanish. Sakura would wake to a stranger wearing his face. Fai and Kurogane would forget him. Mokona would chirp for a master who never was. Sakura stirred beside him

In the library of Clow Country, years later, Sakura would find a pressed flower in an old book. She would not remember who put it there. But her heart would ache with a sweetness she could never name. “You’re giving up everything for a life you