At the current time, a brooding night storm began to encircle Hellsburg.
The former Hero faced the people who yearned to chase him away, broken.
His efforts and sacrifice were thrown away, an unnecessary deed that he had done.
He found himself to be a victim as well, but for the people who had suffered. His actions, and personality, had said otherwise.
He had the choice to do the right thing, yet, he was only human.
A Saint would only be the one capable of doing those things.
Gladysius: [Hero, huh...]
It was at this kind of sight that Maximilian was able to remember a quote from a movie.
[Either one, would die a hero, or live long enough to see themselves become, the villain.]
Gladysius: [——Screw being a Hero!]
BANG BANG
Lightning and thunderclaps had struck Gladysius.
Everyone's eyes were flashed by a bright light then quickly darkened, disorienting everyone as a loud crackling sound followed it.
