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
Cygnus badly wanted to refute his mother's words but he could already hear the enemy coming their way. The guards must have died too. He raised his head and nodded at his mother who gave her a smile. Cygnus picked up his unconscious sister and carried her in his arms.
He gritted his teeth as he left. The urge to look back was eating at him but he steeled his heart and continued to walk forward. There was no time for him to be crying or wiping his tears. He needed to find a safe place for him and his sister. They needed to survive. They needed to live.
"Stop right there!" A man's voice shouted from behind them but Cygnus did not stop.
He continued to walk forward despite the pain in his side and on his legs that was injured from the explosion. He was limping with only one thought in his mind, to save his little sister and leave that place. The voice became harsher as something hit him on the back but he managed to maintain his balance.