'Sigh, finally, it has ended...'
As the echoes of battle faded away, Daniel stood amidst the aftermath of his intense clash with the Chaotic Wyvern.
The ground around him bore the scars of the fierce struggle, a testament to the titanic forces that had clashed in that very spot.
Year after year, the accumulation of blood from slaying all kinds of monsters had taken its toll on Daniel's mind.
The weight of his vengeance, the thirst for retribution, had slowly eroded his thoughts, blurring the line between purpose and obsession.
But now, in the wake of his latest battle, he found himself reflecting on the journey he had undertaken.
His thirst for the monster's blood had been a driving force, fueled by both the burning desire for revenge and a strange, twisted enjoyment in the act of extermination.
He wasn't merely a bloodthirsty maniac with a singular focus on monsters.