A millennium had passed, and everything had lost its meaning in his eyes. Many heroes emerged from generation to generation, but he stood the test of time. That was his life, waiting for someone to come along and defeat him, but no one did. Nobody dared. Nobody tried. How can he allow this to happen? With the aid of his magic, he rose from his throne and set out into another world in search of excitement and, perhaps, a worthwhile adventure. What would happen if this last boss decided to venture into the human world for fun? PS: This novel has joined Fantasy Carnival
He was afraid. He was not confident. At first, he was determined to get stronger in order for him to meet his master again but when they met again, that desire disappeared. He would practice his magic once in a while but he couldn't improve which only added to his frustrations.
"Why are you being so reluctant? You've been using your magic well and when I asked you to do such a simple thing you said that you can't do it?" Cygnus was getting disappointed as the seconds passed by.
He didn't like this version of Ezio at all. He preferred the Ezio he first met and the Ezio who was cold, but this cowardice was something he couldn't tolerate. The people who stood beside him were not this meek and weak.
"Master, I just, just can't do it. I tried but I couldn't improve. I couldn't make a breakthrough!" He was ashamed. He wanted the ground to swallow him at that moment.