The person giving the lecture was Kevin...
Of all the summoned heroes, all those insufferable classmates from college, Kevin was the absolute worst. The memories of his relentless bullying, the snide remarks, the shoves in the hallway, and the humiliating beatdown in the gym locker room – they all came flooding back, a torrent of resentment and anger.
And there he stood, basking in the adulation of the crowd, the savior of this world, the prodigy, the genius. William's fists clenched, his nails digging into his palms. He'd give anything to wipe that smug grin off Kevin's face, to see him toppled from his pedestal.
'Why him?' William seethed, his frustration mounting. Of all the people to be celebrated, why did it have to be the one who had made his life a living hell? It felt like a cruel cosmic joke.
