The sword hits the ground, the man in armor on his knees gasping for a little respite of breath after the battle.

How many has it been this time? Maybe a hundred goblins, maybe there were two dragons in the middle of the ogre bodies on the left, did any of the Chimeras escape? No, probably not.

In the middle of the burning buildings, in the midst of the sound of flames eating wood and fabric alike, the sound of claps echoed, those dam claps.

"Well, you have improved quite well, I must say, but not enough." - That annoying voice echoed, almost indifferent and mocking at the same time.

"This is what you get, I told you next would be going to learn magic, you know, but you decided to stay here, in this pitiful town, you know. Heroes are supposed to adventure, brave new lands, find hot babes, form a party, kill the demon king, kill evil gods, save the world."

"..." - Not a word would be said back, this is what he wants isn't it? A show? I've been giving him shows for the past 50 or so years, this is enough, but I know it won't be enough, never is.

"Well, since now you have nothing again, family, dead, cute wife, dead, cozy house, burned, friends, dead, weird dog pet thing, dead, this should be enough motivation for now right? I think you remember well enough what your purpose is."

Coming down the corpse pile in front of the man, using the bodies as stairs like a diva coming down the stage, that smile mocking, every fiber of my being, those eyes, one of each color of the rainbow that every blink change to a new color but never the same color in both, those extravagant clothes, a mesh of old scrap and new sewed together in the most horrid of designs, that mesh of wild hair coming down his back too wild to be contained by a mortal brush.

The god of chaos, Kuka.

As Kuka's hands extend to take off the helmet of the exhausted man's face his fingers dig into the side of the helmet as he splits it in two just by touching, the front and the back of it crumbling down as his face approaches the man, uncomfortably close, still wearing that creepy smile.

"Come on Hero, you're supposed to kill me."