Past

(MC Thoughts)

I was once the greatest hero. Someone who saved the different ends of the world numerous times to the point, that I have surpassed the heroes of the other continents.

I was praised wherever I went and was even gifted daughters from nobility to be my wife....(of course, I refused).

I've acquired many treasures of the world, learnt many techniques and skills that enabled me to make my own god-tier equipment.

Being known as the God of heroes, where did it all go wrong?

The world I thought loved me, ended up fearing me. My friends that I thought were trustworthy, helped in my demise.

Through sacrifices of their own, they managed to summon a being of a true god who weakened me to a severe extent, so that anyone with a weapon of any kind could hurt me.

They took everything that belonged to me and stabbed me, leaving me in the middle of nowhere.....