—Naht'n Land, Euro Continent.
My comrades don't know but… I've obtained a Forgotten Sword, they regarded it as a normal sword, which worked in my favor because… its magic isn't something greedy people like us must discover, but because of my nature, the greediness of my comrades never rubbed in me, well, maybe it did since I'm never letting them hold this sword.
The power to stop time the moment you released the sword out of its sheathe, continuing time when you put it back in, ever since I got this sword, my comrades never knew about its powers because it gave me Godlike speed.
But… my nightmare would soon come.
"Brother! Give that sword! We must sell that in order to pay our debt!"
They were persistent to the point that they'd point their swords at me, and I called them my comrades, I was very foolish.
And when they're now threatening me and coming close to me with their swords, I snapped.
