[There's still humor here, but it's dark, morbid, black enough to lose yourself in. Mark has his darkness and Gregor has his own, a pit that's swallowed him before but he's recently crawled out of. He has enough self-control to only show the bare tip of that.
He doesn't need to mention Serg to make his point here. He already feels his shame, doesn't need to grind that in.
I'm an Emperor whose succession is so weak, a clone could threaten it. When I said my life is not my own, I was speaking literally. My death or abdication would mean the death of thousands. I've never had a chance to be anyone else-- I took immense pleasure in offering one to you.]
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He doesn't need to mention Serg to make his point here. He already feels his shame, doesn't need to grind that in.
I'm an Emperor whose succession is so weak, a clone could threaten it. When I said my life is not my own, I was speaking literally. My death or abdication would mean the death of thousands. I've never had a chance to be anyone else-- I took immense pleasure in offering one to you.]