The man completely fell in love with the battlefield, throwing himself into the combat with passion and love.
The battlefield is the fairest place in the world; luck and power are both parts of "strength." Only the strongest can survive until the end. He plunders flesh and weapons from the defeated, enhancing his power with each victory. From that day on, his laughter never ceased, and he was happy for his survival.
Gradually, he was no longer satisfied with mere victories. In the slaughter between two worlds, he saw many losers and weaklings, each one a former version of himself. The lives of those people had no meaning and found no satisfaction; isn't it pitiable for those who have never won even once in their lives?
He tried to make a change.
He shared his spoils with others.
—— You too can have wealth.
He began teaching his skills to the weak.
—— You too can become powerful.
He fought on the battlefield with his followers, celebrating victories together.
