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
The tower elder who was fighting the dark child stopped his attacks and looked at his opponent. His opponent was clearly a specimen from one of their laboratories but at the same time it was different. He could faintly feel that there was something different about the dark child.
He had participated in the initial stages of that experiment and no matter what they did, the experiment failed until this one remained. He withstood his mana core being filled with overflowing mana but as the experiment progressed, his body started to deteriorate. It showed signs of decay and the lines on his body were proof of it.
Now, he could tell that those cracks on his skin had disappeared and that the specimen was more stable. Even his mana core has stabilized and had a strange red glow surrounding it. Someone who could alleviate the symptoms of decay and strengthen a mana core, he had not encountered anyone like that before.