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˚ ༘♡·˚₊˚ˑ༄ؘ [10] 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘙𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘳𝘥𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘢 𝘔𝘦𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘺 🍙 Synopsis: He who wielded a sword, who fought day and night endlessly for the world that had endlessly neglected his implorations. The hatred that slowly becomes into a corruption for the human mind. Memories that do not belong to her come surging back to the top of that drowning lake.
It's too late to go back now. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ─── (8176 Words) (ENJOY!!)
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It was never me who called her. She was too naive to listen to my real warnings.
Peace can't be restored easily, not when your fate has already been set in stone. Heroes don't exist; they're just made-up stories for the world to believe in.
Then, why is she alive again? Was it because of me? This [Y/N] [Y/L/N]...
I'm sorry. I'm sorry for everything. I'm sorry for what you're about to experience.
I am not a hero; I'm a destroyer of dreams. I destroy everything I touch. The people who cared for me died because of me, and the only remaining part of my family turned against humanity because of me.
A few days later, after the entire "childhood best friend" incident, I was way more energized when practicing for the contest. Heck, even Amelie was surprised at me. It must've been for my instant recovery.
With 5 days remaining for the contest, I decided to give it my all for the remaining days and then mentally prepare myself for the showdown. Everyone was excited, especially Amelie, who wanted to see me wreck up Akira's winning record.