From a very young age, the master hated the weak.
Why are you weak?
He could not comprehend the fact that the weak were still alive.
How the hell did you survive?
He had never had a proper answer to a question he had been asked thousands of times.
He was born into a wealthy aristocratic family, but he never felt his parents were strong.
'It would be a shame.'
It was strange to see people who deserved to die to move so far away.
No matter how weak his parents are, they are weak.
'I was born under those people?'
It couldn't be.
The master firmly believed that his biological parents would be separate. It was because his parents who raised him were far short of his standards.
He was so strong, but it made no sense that the parents who gave birth to him were so weak.
Even his soul must have been created by some transcendent being. For example, God.
'Am I abandoned?'
No.
The master could not admit it.
'I was chosen. It must be an ordeal from God to make me grow up in such a miserable environment.'
If he didn't think of it that way, he would have gone completely insane.
He always questioned him, but he never gave up his faith for a second.
He wonders if he felt that way. The master eventually found the answer.
It was in a religious book designated as a forbidden book.
[The weak exist for the strong.]
It was written in the book that praised the evil god.
On top of the black book, there was a label saying, "Reason For The Designation Of Prohibited Book: Very Twisted and Dangerous Thought", but the master didn't care.
He was shocked to see a sentence that simply defined strength and weakness. And he read it as if he indulged in the book that day.
[The weak exist to be the toy of the strong. One day, if the mind of the strong is twisted, the weak should die in the hands of the strong because he has done his utility. The weak should be very proud of the fact that the strong have taken their lives.]
The master liked the book very much.
There were too many people in the world who pretended to be nice. It's all fake. The concept spread by the weak to survive is just morality.
Morality was the language of the weak.
[The weak have to value only as a tool for the strong.]
Yes, they are not people.
The weak are all tools.
The master accepted the truth and trembled with joy.
One day, his noble family was destroyed, eventually losing to a political war. The master escaped and survived knowing the signs in advance, but his family and relatives were all dead.
But he was not sad.
'It's natural to die because you're weak.'
Rather, he felt relieved.
It was a pleasure to die on their own. They died first before he killed them, so he thought they were quite loyal.
The master was obsessed with power. He became stronger and stronger by any means.
After entering the magic tower, his ambition engulfed everyone.
He built up his power by pitting the weak against each other and making each other die and kill. In the end, he ascended to the highest position of power and position within the tower.
He had no one stronger than him.
'It is natural for the strong to rule.'
A wizard who has reached the transcendental state enjoys a semi-life.
He has lived as long as the history of the empire.
The magic tower was originally a meeting to study magic purely for academic purposes.
However, after the appearance of the master, the magic tower began to take on the character of a religious organization that worships the evil god.
At first, there were some rebels among the wizards, but they were all killed.
The tower belongs to him. No, it's the evil god. Why? Because he's strong.
'My decision is God's will.'
He performed forbidden magic and awakened the world's evil that had been sealed.
He used evil. With the power beyond mana, the magic tower gradually gained power.
Even the imperial family of the empire was affected and cooperated with the magic tower.
Now all that's left is to find a vessel to inhabit the evil god.
There was no remorse. It's conscience.
The strong do what they want. The weak are the garbage that exists to be used.
Rather, it was right to be proud of the fact that they would become a tool for the evil god to descend on the subject of the weak.
"Father's first follower, I am glad to finally see you."
A few hundred years later, the fruits were coming to fruition.
The evil god in the form of Kahu slowly opened his eyes.
Just a few minutes ago, he was a young duke who was screaming and howling in pain, but now his soul has been sealed upside down by the evil god.
His eyes, which were green as if they were embracing the beautiful sunlight, were now black.
An aura of the evil god resembling an abyss.
The evil god had an expressionless face, and his tongue licked his lips.
He raised his hands and moved clumsily as if trying to adapt to the human body.
The evil god clenched his fist and opened it, feeling a sensation. It was as hot as lava when he touched his irritating necklace, but it wasn't difficult to tear off.
The evil god was in Kahu, so he read all of the young duke's memories.
A necklace made by combining forces with Rapine and Alperier, along with the intense unrequited love for Charlize Ronan, Kiera, and his experiences before the return.
The master knelt down in front of him and trembled with joy.
"Father, I don't know how many hundreds of years I've been waiting for."
"You're the first…"
Said the evil god in a languid voice.
The master shuddered at the voice of the evil god he had finally heard.
Behind the master, the other wizards were also solemnly lying on the floor.
The evil god raised his head. The 'fixed space of Ehyrit', which is maintained by his energy, floated in the air like a video.
The master was thrilled once again by the unrealistic strength of the evil god.
He could see the space even though it was on a different level.
The video first showed the dead emperor Dylan, and then showed the sword-wielding Charlize.
"It is clever of you to sacrifice a real piece of Ehyrit to me."
"…"
The master did not understand the words of the evil god for a moment but soon noticed.
Dylan was also summoned with her, just to avoid Charlize's suspicion.
'Was the Emperor the real piece of Ehyrit?'
He didn't know. He was lucky enough to get him.
However, the master bowed his head without revealing the truth. What does it matter whether it was intended or not? Eventually, the myth came true.
The master was insane with joy.
"I've lived for my father."
"Do you have a wish?"
"Please give me a name."
It's been a long time since he threw away and forgot the names his weak parents gave him.
He waited for a new name from the evil god.
The name given by the evil god had great meaning. This is because the name that will be imprinted on the soul can easily use evil several times more than other wizards.
It is only then that the master has a strong power that has never been seen before among humans.
"…"
The evil god in the form of Kahu dropped his necklace on the floor. Being able to open up the memories of the young duke, so he just knew how to get rid of Rapine and Alperier.
Ruin. It was all the evil god wished for.
"Since you are my first follower, I will name you 'Won'."
*T/N: Won means to wish.
The evil was engraved on the master as if it were permeating into his soul.
At that moment, the master was immersed in extreme pleasure.
It's the moment he has been looking forward to and longed for.
Won. The only name is worthy of the most absolute self of all human beings except you.
Even the evil god acknowledged it. Everything went as planned. Patience and hard work have triumphed. Now, there was no obstruction to block Won.
God's first believer.
Won laughed out loud. He was so happy that he did not realize that Charlize in the video was unusual.
Without knowing that the wizards who were watching from behind were raising their heads for a second and then being freaked out. He was ecstatic, feeling like he had the whole world.
***
Charlize was on the rampage.
She had no emotion in her thoughts.
What are all these?
-Kill it.
How to kill it?
-Kill it.
What are your weaknesses?
-Kill it.
The monsters were in the way, so she had to get rid of them all. It was annoying to regenerate even after cutting and cutting.
But all that was left was time. No, she couldn't even recognize how time went by.
She picked one and experimented with that monster. She tried to cut his whole body into ten thousand pieces, and she continued to cut and try the cut parts of the body.
What should I do to make it disappear?
-Kill it.
Then she accidentally stabbed a sword into a certain area, and it was hard enough beyond her imagination.
A piece of Ehyrit.
-Kill it.
But for Charlize, nothing was impossible.
The piece is so hard that it can never be broken. It is a miracle that when Charlize ate and digested it, she never transformed in any way.
It is the experiment of a piece that even the magic tower failed.
However, the evil spirit that resided at the tip of Charlize's sword turned the pieces into powder.
Hwaash.
The monster that seemed impossible to kill has disappeared. The pieces flew into powder and were scattered everywhere.
This is it.
-Kill it.
From the moment she realized it, Charlize flew halfway and destroyed the monster.
It took a long time, of course, because all the monsters scattered all over the continent were in this space.
It was cumbersome to find the pieces because they were in different body parts for each monster, but they didn't feel any emotions. Stab and stab.
Let's kill them all at once.
Get rid of everything and think.
All the monsters who dared to put their teeth into Dylan should have been annihilated.
-Kill it.
The wizards who wanted to live cried from other places, but they could not come near Charlize.
They died in the most miserable way, dealing with monsters on their own.
The monster was not a living thing. Without the basic survival instinct felt by life, they rushed to Charlize endlessly even though all their companions were oxidized and scattered.
It was comfortable for Charlize.
If the monster had been frightened by Charlize and ran away, she would have had to deal with the annoyance of chasing after them and killing them.
She just ran to it.
It was enough to stand still in the same spot and use the sword.
At one point it became very quiet. It was a place where humans could not live, so all the wizards died. Even the monsters that ate all the corpses were annihilated by Charlize.
Charlize was the only living human being. All the monsters aimed at Charlize's flesh.
Time has passed. It flowed and flowed.
Since it was a fixed space, she wasn't hungry. Not even old. Dylan, protected by Charlize, was not even rotten. It was just that time had stopped.
Charlize was not hurt. It was just an unrealistic sword.
-Kill it.
It wasn't hard. She had no thoughts.
She cut at random as if only one command had been injected.
She had no idea how much time had passed. No, in fact, in the real world, time would not have passed at all.
This place was both eternity and fleeting at the same time.
All the pieces of Ehyrit held by the monster began to be scattered by Charlize's sword. Just as the 'real piece of Ehyrit' died and scattered its energy in the air as if giving off vitality.
The powder, which was a piece, was scattered and filled the space. The mysteriously dark blue powder was fine particles, but as they were collected and collected, they began to form a single form.
But Charlize didn't know.
She just cut down the monster in front of her.
Even though Ehyrit, which has been fragmented into hundreds of thousands of pieces, is merging in a fixed space.