The Demon God Fucks Again (1)

Previously

Willow's mind raced as he considered his predicament. He had come to this tournament with a purpose, a wish he intended to make if he emerged victorious. The Sage's presence in his group complicated matters. The enigmatic figure was an unknown variable, a formidable opponent who had already demonstrated his strength.

But deep down, Willow knew he couldn't back down from this challenge. If he wanted to achieve his goal, he would have to face the Sage and every other challenger in Group 1 head-on. The semi-finals were a crucible, a test of his mettle and determination.

"Fuck it."

As the countdown to the semi-finals continued, Willow steeled himself for the battles to come. Group 1 was a crucible, and he was determined to emerge from it stronger than ever. The Sage may be an enigmatic rival, but Willow was ready to face him and anyone else who dared to stand in his way.