Po, my dear brother:
Learning that you are still alive in this world, I wept tears of absolute joy. Seeing your bearing today, you have truly become the great hero we both envisioned in our youth: every stance and every strike is exactly as we once hoped.
The moment you drew your sword that day, I recognized you... I know not what wondrous encounters you had after escaping the Shengle Sect all those years ago, or if some divine physician altered your features too...
We were born as twin branches, sharing one heart and one face, yet now our paths have split, separated forever like the morning and evening stars.
...Your brother was foolish. Driven by selfish desires, I dared to wear the face of our sworn enemy. Now altered beyond recognition, how could I possibly have the face to meet you!
This letter will never reach your eyes... I only wish for the rest of your life to be smooth and peaceful. Just pretend your brother died in those years past, and think of me no more.
From beneath the yellow springs, I shall pray for you, blessing my little brother with a life free of sorrow.
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