The rumble of thunder roared in the distance as darkness consumed the sky. It enclosed what little sunlight there is to brighten the battlefield as rainclouds clustered over the land, of which now remained demolished with numerous lifeless bodies and pools of dried up blood spread amongst the land.

One drop. Two drops. Three. Then four. Until more and more rain started to pour down, heavier and faster then the last.

As the rain hammered the broken up ground, the hero slowly stood and faced the dark figure.

"You think you've won? No matter how many times I fall, I will never give up. Not now. Not tomorrow. Not ever. I will protect the people and this world no matter the cost!" He bellowed. Silence filled the air.

"How heroic of you, truly. Such a heartwarming speech. I'm touched by your noble words," The figure retorted in a mocking tone, his voice emanated with coldness. "But do you honestly believe that you can protect not only the people but the world forever? Look at you, struggling to stand whilst being surrounded by the people who fought by your side. How much more do you think you'll be able to withstand before you perish, huh?"

"I will withstand anything in order to defeat you. It doesn't matter how much pain I'm in, I'll endure it for as long as I can. For the people. To protect and strive for the good of this world. That's what is means to use power for good. That's what it means to hold the faith and trust of the people. That's what it means, to be a hero. Not some power hungry pscho who doesn't give a damn about the damages he causes or the lives that has been ripped away by his own hands!"

"And you think you're any better? You blindly kill anyone that you are commanded to do which are deem unworthy of mercy. You let your judgement and obedience cloud your rationality. Your fixation on pleasing the people, of which you believe are worthy of being protected, is complete stupidity!

'Striving for the good of this world' my arse.

You have done nothing to benefit the lives of the unfortunate. Have you prevented families from being unjustly abused by the wealthy and powerful? Prevented people from being tossed aside by the nobles? Have you helped to rebuild villages after they've been injustly attacked? Have you even stood up for what's right!?

No. You've done none of that, yet you believe yourself to be a 'hero', the protector of the world. Pathetic. This world is too far gone. The government is corrupt, the people are controlled, and the world is going through the most immoral and utterly incompetent era. Yet you delude yourself into thinking it can be saved by you, hero. You are not worthy of the title. I will never acknowledge you as a true hero Zorion. Ever!"

"Shut up! I've heard enough of you Draegon, do not question me ever! I'm going to end you right here and now! You evil scum of this world!"

Zorion bolted towards Draegon, his sword unsheathed which quickly engulfed in flames. Draegon stepped back from the attack and shot off a flurry of fire balls, all homed on Zorion. He then casted a strong fire blast behind Zorion to trap him in between the two, which he noticed and created a barrier shield to block the fire blast. Zorion deflected and dodged the fire balls and hit two back towards Draegon, which he panicked and quickly formed a barrier.

Zorion took this opportunity to cast a multitude of shock bolts and fire arrows at him in hopes of penetrating his barrier, but it was too slow and Draegon managed to expand a force field which crashed into the shockwave and deflected the arrows back which hurdled towards Zorion. He casted a powerful wind barrier which knocked back and prevented the arrows from penetrating through him, however the zaps of hundreds of fire arrows grew behind him and he turned to see a ball of arrows shoot at him from designated casted magic circles.

"What!?" He exclaimed while he franticly shielded himself from death. He managed to defend himself, however an arrow struck his back like a bullet and Zorion cried out in pain.

He turned to see Draegon who scurried toward him and swung his sword at him, which Zorion blocked the attack before he slashed his torso and leaped back.

"You bastard! I'll kill you for that!."

"Not before I send you to hell demon."

Draegon lashed towards Zorion and aimed at his head, he blocked and swung for Draegon's legs. He jumped up and pounced his sword down narrowly missed Zorion, he then followed up with a barrage of attacks. Most of them Zorion blocked, however a few managed to hit and badly injure him. Draegon swung his sword which Zorion went to block however he unexpectedly pulled back and dashed right towards him in quick succession and the sword pierced him.

"ARHH!" He howled in complete agony. "Y-you monst-ARHHH!" The sword pierced deeper.

"This is the end for you. Now perish!"

Draegon twisted the sword and yanked it out, letting it slip out his hands in the process, as it splatted blood everywhere.

Zorion collapsed onto the floor.

"I-impossible. H-how did you-"

"Did you honestly think you could protect your deluded fantasy of this world forever? Seriously, what were you thinking?"

Draegon picked up his sword and raised it up above Zorion.

"This is the end."

He struck the sword down only for Zorion to grab it.

"What? How!?"

He struggled to push the sword down as Zorion raised up and casted a strong force of wind that knocked Draegon back.

"Gods o-of thy mighty world, I c-call upon the depth of hell to banish thy evil. Come t-to me, I call…the demons of this world to e-exile this evil sinner and make him perish in agony f-for eternity! HELLFIRE OF DAMNATION, DEMISE STRIKE!" Zorion chanted.

The sky darkened and a beam of flames that converged into a fire tornado struck down on Draegon like a powerful thunderbolt.

"Begone. You demonic psycho!" Zorion cried.

The ground split open below Draegon and fire spat out from it. He plummeted down below into the depth of hell as the burning flames consumed him and the hole sealed up. Zorion exhaled and collapsed on the floor, he stared up at the sky as the darkness subsided and the sun shined through the cracks.

"I did it. I managed to save the world. Are you proud of me, Arya?" Zorion uttered.

He exhaled and closed his eyes, for the last time.