The Battling Arena - Part 7
"Trying to look like a merciful and kind king? Trying to look cool with such big and useless words? Humph! One day I had such thoughts and ideals like you, but after all these years I can tell you… You are no better than any of us!"
His tone came in such despicable way while running away with what was left of his army.
"Hunt them until you reach the next post," I said to my monsters, "then come back here again."
For some reason, I felt somewhat depressed. For a reason, what he said seemed to resonate with something deep inside me.
It was a doubt, a doubt and little fear that I purposefully ignored.
I came here with one goal in mind, to just gain a class and live a normal life of a human. I aspired to live just like what I saw other humans in my time lived.
But right now? I wasn't even close to what I imagined! For a time, I started to see myself as a tyrant, someone with an endless threat for power that wouldn't get quenched by gallons of blood of his enemies and allies.