In a world full of different stories and diverse races, many people live there who want to become heroes in their own stories.
??: "Sigh" with exhaustion.
In this strange world, he was not a hero with the traits of heroism.
He was not a righteous person who saves others.
But a hero who wants fame and reputation.
A hero who seeks the excitement of heroism and a grand entrance befitting heroes.
If saving others does not require these things, then why should he save them?
??: "Sigh" (a hateful and tired exhale escapes from his body).
The ground was stained with blood and corpses scattered everywhere.
He gripped his sword with his iron will.
??: "I must not surrender… I must kill that demon."
A knight in a steel armor, colored red by blood, knelt in weakness, exhaustion, and regret.
??: "Oh, William… I really thought you could escape from me. You are truly pathetic, man. You make me feel bad for you."
Amid this chaos, a figure emerged from among the ruins of destroyed buildings and their dust, walking with confidence and arrogance. His hair was black, his eyes were red, his armor was light, with some golden parts, and his golden sword shone like the stars.
William: "People like you and Cain… your mother should have killed you at birth."
With sarcasm, ?? replied: "My mother tried to kill me at some point in her life."
William: "Who do you think you are to attempt to control this world, you cursed scum of humanity?!"
??: "Scum of humanity? Me? What are you talking about? I am the winner here, and when all of this ends, I will become the hero of heroes, and my name will be immortalized in the world."
With a very confident and sadistic smile, he leaned his body forward, preparing to deliver the final decisive strike.
??: "And you and your companions are pathetic… you will disappear from history."
Waving his sword, ending everything.