Walking down the streets, there is a 27 year old man with a sword on his back facing against 3 other people. "Hey. Give us that sword you have on your back and we won't pursue what you said earlier." The man sneered.

"Pfft"

"Huh" The 3 middle age guys were a little surprised that he didn't do we they asked.

The man with a sword started laughing. "You know, all I said before was a simple 4 words.

You better watch out. I mean maybe I get that you thought I targeted you when I said it a bit to late before you ran into that car but did you ever think it might be bc you weren't paying attention or I guess I mean you are pretty fat so your view must be blocked with things lower than you."

The fat man reddened after hearing those words. "KILL HIM!" The thing the fat man hated the most was people calling him fat.

The man with the sword started running and tried to get across the street. Who knew the moment he tried to cross, a truck that was driving swerved into the man and…..

He died

"Holy shit, that hurt so much. My body feels….small?" He started looking around and realized that his surroundings are different. " A baby, different surroundings, different people. Doesn't this all point a fucking reincarnation or something." He sighed but at the moment he sighed he realized his mother and father were using magic to make him more comfortable in his small crib

"Magic, there is actually magic. Phew, that's good. Instead of my past life of being alone all the time, I will strive for powerful and loyal companions and enjoy this world to its fullest.

47 years later

Everyone around the area can hear someone laughing loudly. "HAHAHAHAHAHA! Who knew that I, Phyer would become an enemy against the world because of a simple spatial technique!"

Phyer right now was standing next to 2 other people while he was in the middle and was facing millions of people because of a spatial technique that he created that allows people to travel across different realms.

"Give us that technique and we will all be on our merrily way. You don't need to waste your life like this!" The main who seemed to be the commander of the army of millions shouted.

"If you think I will ever give my technique to you traitors, I would rather die."

"Sigh, such a pity that the renowned Sword Mage God would fall like this."

"What make you think I'm going to fall. I have my comrades here and even if we fall, we would kill way more than half your army at least!" The moment Phyer said that, he felt a sword and a large ice crystal pierce his chest from behind.

"You…" He looked at the woman on the right.

Angelica, the woman that he has been with for over a decade. The couple that was known as the godly couple.

"I have never loved you. I have only loved Dirk"

She stated with cold eyes.

Dirk, his best friend that he has known since he was little and went through his journey with.

"You both betrayed me? Hah, it true what that old prophet said. It would be me against the world.

I'm not gonna die without giving you guys a present though!"

"NOT GOOD! HE IS USING HIS NUCLEAR MAGIC!! STOP HIM!!!" The commander shouted. However it was to late

Phyer place is palm and use all his magic core energy to overload the nuclear magic in his hand.

"HAHAHA IF IM GOING TO DIE, I WILL BE SURE TO TAKE ALL YOU BASTARDS WITH ME! NUCLEAR ATOMIC BOMB!"

The people where millions stood, were now all gone, including Phyer