Bloodmancer: Hero of Ruin
To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life... And the world he helped to destroy. 'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'
Currency and dejection
"You…" Sarah muttered in a meek voice. "You didn't need to hold back because of me," she muttered, only to stuff her face with the thick soup.
Leon gave the girl a sideways look before moving his attention back to the meal at hand.
"She was pretty cute, wasn't she?" Sarah continued with a repulsed look on her face. She was clearly aware that she was digging her own grave, yet, just like one would play around with their wound despite the pain, she kept on going. "I bet it would feel nice to bed her…"
"Stop it," Leon said in a perfectly neutral voice. "There are many reasons why I refused her invitation," he claimed. Leon's spoon hit the surface of the soup once the bloodmancer dropped it and turned his head to face the girl. "And trust me, if it was only about you, then I would fuck her silly right in front of your eyes without the slightest care in the world."