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softer, more mentoring. “Do you really not see how incredible that type of power is? How can you choose this shameful state in life when you can have all the power in the world?”
    “I do not yearn for power.”
    Jung Min grinned, gesturing a hand to the throne. “Sit on the throne.”
    Yoori shook her head, refusing to budge even though deep down she wanted nothing more than to sit on that throne.
    “It’s not for me,” she said with difficulty.
    “It doesn’t belong to anyone right now. Sit.”
    Yoori could no longer deny herself. The throne was beckoning her and she no longer had the strength to deny its enticing call. Slowly, she moved towards it and sat. At once, this surge of euphoria came over her. The tightness that once plagued her body eased. After weeks of feeling like a lost soul—like a pathetic soul—everything in the world finally made sense.
    “Close your eyes.”
    She closed her eyes.
    “Imagine a room filled with the most powerful men and women in the world. Imagine the ones who have the power to control a city, dictate the laws of a country, and shift the fate of a world any which way they like. Imagine all of them packed into this room. Now imagine them falling to their knees when they see you sitting on this throne. Imagine how euphoric that feeling is, to know that the most powerful Kings and Queens in the world are kneeling before you because you are their God—because you are their Lord. There is no feeling greater than power; there is nothing more desirable than this throne.”
    Yoori agreed.
    As much as she hated to admit it, she agreed.
    It did not matter how much she had fallen in life, how pathetic she had become. It did not matter how badly she had been treated. None of that mattered, for everything had led her back to this throne, to this blissful state. This was her remedy from all the problems in the human world. No one could touch her on this throne. When she sat here, she was above all the troubles of the world. She was better than human; she was finally a God again—
    “Tae Hyun.”
    Yoori broke out of her trance when she heard his name.
    She unsteadily stared out at the world below. Her eyes immediately fixated on the coffin.
    Jung Min continued, relentlessly spewing poison into her mind. “Imagine all that divine power and imagine Tae Hyun wanting that power too. Imagine him fighting you for your throne.”
    Territorial anger sparked inside her.
    She clenched her hands on the arm handles.
    Jung Min fed off this territorial emotion. “You have played dead for long enough. There is only room for one God on this throne, just as there is only room for one failed God in that coffin. Would you really choose to lay in that coffin for Tae Hyun?”
    Yoori stood abruptly. The conflicting emotions were suffocating her. She no longer had time, or strength, for this. She moved past him. “Let me out of here.”
    “I know that right now, you do not want to fight him,” Jung Min persisted, slowing her in her tracks. “I know that you still have feelings for him, but do you remember what you said to me when you were younger?”
    Yoori stopped by the landing on the stairs and awaited his answer.
    “I asked Soo Jin why she kept fighting, and she told me that she was fighting for the one who would be worth all this hell. She was fighting for the one who would make her an immortal God. She spent her life training and perfecting her skills to prepare for her war against another God who would immortalize her in this world.” He walked over to her on the landing. His eyes were piercing, poignant. “You have found him, Soo Jin. You have finally found the one you spent a lifetime training for. This is the epic war that you’ve always dreamed of; this is the moment you’ve been waiting for all your life. Wage a war against him, kill him, and only then will you finally know true immortality.”
    Yoori lost all semblance of control when Jung Min said, “kill him.”
    Akin to a monster