If your only source of joy is taken away… If your friends’ turn their backs… If your family turned a blind eye… If you were deemed a traitor to all of mankind, despite your innocence, what would you do? Juan will show you what he did… Become the traitor they all wanted to see, but not give up… Use every asset left, to get your revenge…. (Actual Synopsis) Juan Mandeer was betrayed by the very people he fought for, and all whom he trusted turned away. At first, Juan tried to clear his name. But when his younger brother ‘mysteriously’ vanished from his home? Juan broke. And swore to enact vengeance… Even if he had to become the traitor he never wanted to be.
Imperial Capitol Loumon was silent… was it due to the rain? A form of respect perhaps?
No.
Loumon City had become a cemetery; continuous rivers of blood ran through the streets. The walkways coated in the gory remains of knights, Mages and innocent civilians alike.
High above, atop the towering palace stood a single man. Cloaked and cowled, a blank purple mask set on his face. But the strangest being the curved sword that the figure held.
In an age of magic?
Looking at the thousands of dead, all marked with slashes and cuts the truth could not be denied.
"…Was it worth it?" Above the city a light voice questioned as dozens of powerful magical auras appeared. "Juan the Mage Slayer?"
"…"
"You slaughtered anyone who stood in your way, men and women, boys and girls!"
"…"
"No mercy given to-"
"SHUT UP!" The masked figure suddenly erupted, "You dare to speak of mercy… the death I gave them was merciful compared to what I'll soon do to you!"
"Ignorance…"
Dazzling magic circles coated the sky as the lights formed into robed figures: Mages, each powerful enough to destroy a kingdom with a single spell prepared themselves against a lone man.
A weakling.
A commoner.
A mortal.
All these, yet a threat the world had never encountered… a man dedicated to killing magicians.
The Mage Slayer.