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?'
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"Here we are," Leon muttered as he stepped out from the gate's tunnel.
His eyes were instantly assaulted by an onslaught of light and vibrant images all around.
He was still on the very outskirts of the city… but it was already bustling with all sorts of activity.
Locals were going in every direction, all minding their own business and too busy to spare any excessive attention at the newcomer slowly spilling out of the gate.
Taking care of their businesses, deliveries and meetings were far more important than paying attention to some strangers, after all.
'This place feels… alive?' Leon thought, confused about his own perception of things.
It was a weird feeling for the bloodmancer to step inside a foreign city just like that.
After all, the only time he would step into a city different than the world's capital… was once he would bring said city down and step inside as its conqueror!
"So this is what this city looks like," Leon muttered, openly in awe of the sight.