The Great Sword is not the Main Body!

My sister died and I became a loser.

I lived as a loser.

I claimed to be that way.

I developed my abilities to become stronger.

I gained strength and experience.

I was very lacking.

That's why.

I started by killing myself.

I threw away my pride and bowed my head at the feet of the noble.

I became a dog of a corrupt noble.

Next, I killed an animal.

Under the orders of my master, I killed all the beasts of the commoners.

The commoners who lost all their property became slaves of the nobles.

I killed a person.

Under the orders of Erden, the noble who ordered me to kill the beast.

I killed my master.

The noble's child who was left alone became a believer of Erden.

I killed an innocent person.

Likewise, it was Erden's order.

I killed a commoner who was said to have the seeds of corruption.

A man who had not yet committed a sin.

He killed him.

His family was all designated as heretics and executed.

He finally killed the demon.

A new type of demon.
A demon with a human body.
A demon that had taken away a human body.

That's why.
He cut him.

He screamed in a completely different way than a human.
He cut off his arm.

He shed tears similar to a human.
He tore his leg.

Human blood spurted out.
He cut open his stomach.

He cried out for his family.
He cut off his neck.

It was the master's order.
It was the only way to become stronger.

He was a demon.

That's why he killed him.

He gained Erden's recognition.

He was able to receive the promotion trials that could be received at Erden's temple.

Under the grace of the holy goddess, the trials began.

And there.

In my imaginary world.

The past Hablon was recreated.

The peaceful Hablon.

The Hablon where my sister lived was recreated.

The conditions for passage were.

To annihilate the villagers.

With my own hands.

With the sword my sister gave me as a gift.

To annihilate everyone, including my sister.

But.

I couldn't stop.

I had to become stronger.

I had to take revenge.

Touching my right eye.

I did it.

First of all, I killed the village gatekeeper.

I killed the first person who gave me bread.

Next, I killed the old man next door.

I killed the first person who gave me a job.

I killed the village adventurer.

I killed the person who taught me fighting skills.

I killed the village chief.

I killed the person who accepted me.

I killed the old man. My grandmother who always made me warm soup.

People.
People.
People.

People.

Killing.

In the end.

Even my sister.

With my own hands.

I killed her.

All at once.

So that she wouldn't feel pain.

I cut off her throat.

I didn't cry.

I didn't feel guilty.

I wasn't in pain.

The ordeal was over.

With the recognition of many people.

With cheers and applause.

I became a platinum adventurer.

I developed my unique ability.

Cutting what I see.

It was as if they were mocking me for having only one eye.

It was a truly annoying ability.

But I was happy.

For the first time since my sister died.

I laughed.

With the recognition of people.

Making my name known on the continent.

I lived.

In the meantime, Erden's true form.

I came to know a piece of the truth of this world.

I was betrayed by everything I had been expecting.

Abandon my humanity.

Abandon my past.

Abandon my heart.

Where I arrived.

There was no light.

There was no salvation.

It was the end of the abyss.

I fell into despair.

The path I had walked was denied.

Everything collapsed.

I, who had lost everything.

I filled my empty heart with revenge.

Towards Karpeng.

Towards Erden.

Towards this world.

I filled it with revenge.

But I.

was an infinitely small and weak being.

Erden was a power that could not be resisted.

The world was an existence that could not be looked at.

It could not be judged with words.

I lived in despair.

I waited for death that approached weakly.

Then I met Heinzel.

I met Hermilla.

I met people who had the same past as me.

Walked the same path.

And met the same ending.

A precious spark of hope was lit, even though it was very small.

Betrayed by Erden.

I saw a glimpse of the world.

The platinum adventurers gathered in 'Alba'.

And there.

I met a little girl who reminded me of my younger sister.

She was blind.

She had no magic.

Neither her physique nor her personality.

A girl who was completely unsuited to being an adventurer.

The only evidence that she could be called an adventurer was the greatsword she dragged around.

Even that was bigger than me.

I laughed.
Because I knew well what the adventurer's path was like.

I thought I would die soon.

I followed the girl.

In case of an unexpected situation, to save her.

But the girl was strong.

She cut down countless demons on her own.

She didn't care about minor wounds, and only cared about the demons' lives.

She killed demons for a day and a half, not caring about getting covered in blood.

Without even drinking a sip of water.

Without any expression.

She continued hunting.

A long time passed like that.

After the hunt was over, she noticed my presence.

She noticed a distance that she couldn't see with her eyes.

A distance that she couldn't feel with her senses.

But the girl quietly continued walking.

Did she know that I had no intention of attacking?

Or was she confident that I would win if I attacked?

Of course.

I thought it was the former.

I thought that way until yesterday.

And now.

My thoughts have changed.

I looked at the girl who was fighting Karpeng through the gigam.

Maybe.

If I didn't have my unique ability.

I thought I might have lost.

I focused my gigam and pictured the girl in my head.

I watched her 'hunting' Karpeng.

Then.

Blood splattered on my face along with a rough slap.

"Keuhp... Keu, ugh..."

I heard the voice of the priestess soaked in pain.

I opened my gigam.

Several arrows.

Simultaneously pierced the priestess' body.

The direction.

They were all directed at me.

While healing me.

They kept Karpeng in check.

They protected me.

I had to get up.
I had to pick up my sword.

However, my wretched body wouldn't allow it.

Instead of falling into self-loathing, I thought about the best I could do right now.

Finding the source.

I forced my senses to expand.

A pain that felt like it was going to burst from my head.

My whole body trembled.

I gritted my teeth and endured it.

And.

I found it.

I saw a woman with her robe turned inside out.

She was a woman who could freely control the wind.

She was a woman who controlled something other than magic.

An arrow was shot.

From the woman's hand.

From next to her.

From behind.

From above.

It was shot from all directions.

It was heading towards me.

It was aiming for a vital point.

However.

The priestess was hit.

The priestess was hit instead of me.

Seventeen arrows were stuck.

Blood poured out of the punctured stomach.
As if that hole wasn't enough, blood burst out from my mouth and nose.

I forced my body to squirm.

I filled my anger with the lost sense. Pain was forgotten with revenge.

He gathered his magic and sent it to his heart.

He made his blood flow faster.

He heated his body.

His fingertips began to move.

At the same time.

From the arms of the woman who was wearing a robe.

A familiar horn was pulled out.

In the past, the horn that had destroyed Hablon.

The horn that had put Loholan in danger.

A wide horn was pulled out.

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He put it to his mouth.

The movement of his fingertips spread throughout his entire body.

A sound as if the heavens were opening rang out.

Karpeng's ferocious cry rang out.

He got up and ran forward.

Karpeng's claws pierced the girl's stomach.

He pulled out the sword stuck in the ground.

His blood flowed out to tear the girl's body apart.

He spread his energy.

It was visible.

Then I can.

I swung my sword.

To kill Karpeng.

Gained by giving up everything.

My unique ability was revealed.

The blood that touched the sword dispersed.

Dark red blood burst out from the girl's mouth.

The sword broke.

Arrows shot from all directions were aiming at me.

They were aiming at the girl, at Heinzel.

I swung my half-sword again.

I deflected the arrow.

Karpeng's claws.
Blood.
Arrows.
The pile of stones.
Thick murderous intent.
Droplets of blood.

My life.

I swung them all.
I spurted them out.

I shook them off.

Karpeng's arm swung.

The distance was close.

I swung my sword and barely managed to knock them away. The blood that followed hit my body.

I rolled on the floor miserably.

I got up right away and swung my sword.

I deflected the arrow and protected the girl.

I swung again and protected Heinzel.

The sword broke.

It shattered.

Even the handle of the sword was turned to dust and scattered.

Karpen's attack.

Dozens of arrows.

Death came at me.

At the same time.

A warm energy enveloped my body.

I blocked everything.

I was a priestess.

Even though there were arrows all over my body.

I didn't care about my own body.

I poured my divine power over the girl, including me, and Heinzel's bodies.

The arrow.

It dug into the priestess's leg.

Stomach.

Back.

Arm.

Piercing my entire body.

Even so, the divine power that protected us was maintained.

The girl got up, trembling.

She poured the potion into her stomach.

Grabbing the greatsword.

She ran towards the woman wearing the robe.

In an instant, the woman's head flew off.

Without stopping.

She crushed the woman's body.
She burst it.
She tore it apart.

Karpeng's attack was directed at me.
His blood was directed at the priestess.

And the girl.

Ran towards Karpeng and deflected the attack.

Even if her flesh burst.
Even if her bones broke.

She got up again and faced Karpeng.

Even if her fingers were broken and she couldn't hold the greatsword.

She forced her fingers to bend by hitting the ground.

She grabbed the greatsword.

Even if she fell, got hit, and got trampled.

She got up.

She kept fighting.

Shouting.

She continued the battle.

He walked forward desperately.

However.

The battle did not last long.

The girl whose body was already broken.

No match.

He fell to the ground.

He rolled on the floor.

And yet he got up.

He got up, and blocked the attack that was aimed at the priestess.

He got up to protect.

To protect the priestess, pushing away death.

He kept getting up.

To protect.

Not out of revenge.

Only because he wanted to protect.

He got up.

"Because I wanted to protect..."

I had forgotten because I was consumed by revenge.

I thought about why I wanted to become strong.

I was stuck in a nightmare and couldn't get up.

I thought about why I wanted power.

Lux, who was hidden in the shadow of Karpeng,

came to mind.

I.

wanted to protect.

My property.

Hablon.

The world I lived in.

The warm spring.

My little sister.

That's why I became strong.

I wanted power.

“Kuuuuuuu...”

It was only when I reached the end.

I realized it.

If Lux had seen it, she would have laughed for a long time.

Hanging on my waist.

Old, ordinary.

I reached platinum and never pulled it out.

I killed beasts.

I killed people.

I killed villagers.

I killed my sister.

But in the end, I killed myself.

I once became a landmark.

I lit the path of an adventurer.

My sister smiled brightly and gave me a gift.

I pulled out the sword.

I redefined my world.

The past.

Everything.