After the breakfast, Jamal came to take Emil. I could see the sadness in Emil's eyes as he said goodbye to me. It was the first time he was leaving my side, and I could tell it was difficult for him.

As they walked away, Jamal explained to Emil, "Alright, since you are coming to train under me, I should introduce myself. I am Jamal, also known as the Saber Demon Supreme."

Emil looked at him skeptically. I couldn't blame him - Jamal's claim was almost too grandiose to believe.

But as Jamal showed Emil his abilities, Emil's skepticism quickly turned into amazement. He couldn't deny that Jamal was a formidable cultivator.

Curious about how Jamal knew me, Emil asked him how he, a supreme one, knew his dad.

Jamal explained that he once traveled the world as a businessman, and that he had met me during his travels. At the time, I didn't know who he was, I simply treated him as a business partner, later on we parted as he decided to take on the cultivation path. Taking Emil as his disciple was his way of paying a debt, but he didn't specify what debt it is.

Of course, all of this was a lie to hide the fact that I was actually Jamal's master.

As they walked, Emil seemed lost in thought. I could see that he was struggling with the fact that he was leaving me behind. Eventually, he spoke up.

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"Will I ever get to see my dad again?" he asked.

Jamal paused before answering. "That depends on how much you want to succeed in your cultivation," he said. "If you work hard and become a powerful cultivator like me, you'll be able to visit your dad whenever you want."

Emil seemed to take comfort in those words, and his expression brightened. As they disappeared from my sight, I couldn't help but feel a mix of emotions. On the one hand, I was proud of Emil for embarking on this journey. On the other hand, I couldn't help but worry about what lay ahead for him. But I knew that he was in good hands with Jamal, and that he would do his best to make me proud.

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As I sit alone at the dinner table, I am already missing Emil. Memories of Emma flood my mind. She was the love of my life, the woman who made me feel complete. I can't help but feel a sense of regret and sorrow. How could I have let her slip away?

Her death was sudden and tragic, a cruel twist of fate that still haunts me to this day. I would do anything to have her back in my life, to hold her close and never let her go. But alas, she's gone, and all I have left are memories and a broken heart.

I tried to move on, to find new love and happiness, but nothing compares to the love I shared with Emma. She was the light of my life, the reason I woke up every morning with a smile on my face. Now, without her, everything seems dull and lifeless.

I wonder what could have been, what our life would have looked like if she was still here. Would we have raised Emil together? Would we have grown old and grey, hand in hand, never letting each other go?

These thoughts consume me, and I can't help but shed a tear for the love that I lost. Emma, my sweet Emma, you will always hold a special place in my heart.