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
It was a cloudless night and the moon's silver glow gave the streets a magical feel to it. The streets were lively as carriages were simultaneously coming as if they were in a parade.
The Duchess of Ginehart would be having her birthday banquet and every noble from the land was invited. It was a joyous affair that happens only once a year, thus many people won't pass up the opportunity to attend and most importantly to make connections.
Single ladies from every household came while giggling and showing off their best dresses. They would whisper and compare their clothing then they would make fun of the ones they didn't like.
The men of each family would look for people they are acquainted with and ask them for an introduction to the other members of nobility. Even though the celebration hadn't started yet, the ball room was already buzzing with activity.