Reincarnation of the Reformation Man

Chapter 1

A Man in a glorious battle attire that has many ornaments in it and has a sword on his shoulder on the right . Holding his scabbard in left, walking in the ground filled with rubbles, dust and falling trees everywhere.

Unnaturally there are bloody bodies lying everywhere he goes.

An exact total of seven bodies can be found in the ground, some were sliced in the neck and scattered bodies in the sideways.

A brutal killing none would know that the handsome man walking was the killer.

Around the centre of the man was heading into.

A clean area where another man in a state of kneeling position tattered clothes and dishevelled long blond hair is touching the ground that painted his hair brown on the edge. The sliced part of his right arm was blood dripping. But his right arm was healing at a rapid pace that seemed abnormal.

His situation was horrible.

His mouth was out of breath rapidly breathing and was moving and muttering a weak voice.

But the man walking in the distance filled with so much grace as he stood in front of the man who's kneeling with his arm recovering, looking at the man coldly. His cold attitude and demeanour changed when he started speaking sarcastically.

"Aiden von De quincux, man your name is so long and hard to pronounce that name you know? Well, the name of a Saint and a Protagonist is suitable for that kind of name, right? A Noble and handsome and stature of a hero but look at him now? But don't worry, no one will see you in that state because they're gone!" he pulled Aiden's face close to him and grinning said it while laughing.

Every word he said was filled with mockery and disgrace.

Hearing that mockery he flinches and looks at the man filled with no injury or even his clothes are fine while he's all filled with nothing but pathetically kneeling in the ground.

Aiden looks at the side distance and all he can see is that his comrade and his friends were dead every single one of them.

The feeling of regret and anger both mixed bitterly than Blood was even better than losing someone precious to you.

Aiden's mouth was dry as desert and could only mutter a voice that seemed filled with anger and despair.

"Why..?" Aiden asked the man  in front of him while he's still in his arms, holding him.

The man heard him and a wry smile appeared on his face before changing his expression.

"Seriously, you said,'' Why? Did I hear it right? Well if it's for a dying man I'll at least show you your sins you commit without even knowing it, living like the world revolves you but only you gaining it and not the others even if you're a Protagonist that makes this world complete. I will still kill you!"Aiden was dumbfounded. Why is he calling him a Protagonist? He even heard this before when they're fighting him. At that time, his handsome face looked like a demon in skin.

"Then I will show you what you did to make you tell me why and why I did these things!" The man standing in front of him filled with grace a minute ago was completely gone. Now the man was filled with anger.

Letting Aiden go on the ground he Also heard the groan Aiden due to his injury which he didn't care about and continued.

Aiden in a kneeling position looks up and sees what the man is doing in front of him.

The man made a projection of the battle that took Aiden and his comrades' adventure and made a history of their battle. Monster slaying in the dungeon, their first dead dragon slaying, and last but not least killing the demon king and gaining victory. At that time, they Celebrate to their heart's content that no one gets killed; it was a memory that Aiden can't get rid of through his own brain.