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
Ezio's eyes narrowed but his mood eased when he turned to look back at his master. He was speaking like he had known his mother. He saw the master's seemingly lonely visage as he sat on that chair.
"Have you known my mother?" He fully turned and waited for the master's answer.
"Elehiya Constantine, a name I would never forget," he mumbled. "Yes, I've met her. A barbaric woman who only knows how to go against me and sees everything in a colorful light."
To hear somebody else aside from his uncle who would talk about his mother, Ezio went back to his seat to listen carefully. He only knew his mother by her name and by the stories that his uncle would tell him every night when he was a child. Now that his uncle was gone and there's one other person who could tell him about her, he was happy.
"How did you know her?" Ezio asked with his focus all on Cygnus.