As I gazed into the eyes of Jhon, the Hero of Light, I felt an icy chill run down my spine. My instincts screamed at me to flee, but I steeled myself for a final stand. I grasped the Dragon Slaying Sword, ready to face my demise with honor.
But before I could even lift off the ground, a searing pain shot through my neck. My vision blurred, and I felt my head separate from my body. I tried to use my Skill, Light of Death, but the System mocked me, refusing to activate it.
"Hehehe, to think I'd die like this..." I thought, my mind racing with regret. "If only I had lived at the Academy, I would have been able to live peacefully, without being killed by the Hero... The Academy had a law, if a person kills a student, they will take revenge for them... Hehehe, I was weak, I neglected my cultivation..."
I remembered the words I once read in a novel: "If I have the strength, I will kill; if one person wants revenge, I will kill that person; if two people want revenge, I will kill both of them; if the world wants revenge, I will annihilate the whole world."
"If I get killed, it's because I'm weak... If God wants to kill me, it's because God is strong... If I were stronger than God, I would have killed God... Although, if I get another chance, I will cut the Hero and his angels into pieces and eat their meat until only their corpses remain... What's the use of saying this? I'm going to die anyway..."
My head rolled across the floor, and the Hero launched a beam of light, incinerating my skull and leaving nothing but smoldering remains.