Aldwulf stood in front of a statue inside a gallery. The statue had a warm smile across his face, his thin eyebrows looked like tips of a sword, and his long hair dangled over his shoulders. Aldwulf looked at the statue that he had made himself and sighed.
It had been fifty years since he came to this world... for the second time. The first time he was a hero, a Bondsmith on Edion, fighting against the Chaoswielders, together with his companions. They defeated the enemy and saved the world, but he had died in the Chaos War.
[Note: Edion is the name of the world]
This time, however, fate wasn't too good to him. He reincarnated in the lower world and wasted most of his life like an ordinary person, unaware of the grand life that he had lived. When he remembered who he was, he embarked on a journey to gain strength, and finally he was able to cross the worlds, arriving on Edion.
