Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle <EASY · MANUAL>

Fei-Wang laughed. “The wish is simple. The clone must willingly surrender his existence—every memory, every bond, every second of love—to the original. In return, the original’s suffering ends. And the clone… simply never was.”

He took her hand anyway. “I’m here.” Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle

Behind Fei-Wang, a rift tore open. A coffin of crystallized time descended. Inside lay another Syaoran—older, wearier, his clothes torn, his right arm a stump of bandages. The real one. His eyes fluttered open. Fei-Wang laughed

“The price for my wish was my existence. But the price for his freedom was this eye. You made it a vessel for your curse. But you forgot—a curse is just a wish that was never fulfilled. And I wish… for you to stop.” In return, the original’s suffering ends

He reached out and pressed his palm to the crystal coffin.

“I accept the price.”

He looked directly at the magician. His left eye, the one that held the curse, blazed silver.