"Who I truly am doesn't matter, does it? Luo'er... what does matter is the title of the 'Star of Magic', and all the honor and status you've enjoyed, they were bestowed upon you by me."
"Now, it is simply a change in title. You can still be an assistant—no, perhaps bishop is a more fitting description..." August said enticingly.
In the time he had used this body, he had grown accustomed to this assistant who was quite efficient. August didn't mind putting in a little more effort in speaking.
However, Luo'er was staring at him in horror, continually murmuring to himself, "This is impossible..."
Luo'er couldn't accept that everything familiar to him was false; the so-called 'Star of Magic', the knowledgeable August who had taught him attentively, simply did not exist...
Seeing the distraught Luo'er before him, August shook his head, feeling that he might have overestimated the other's willpower and capacity for acceptance.