Magic has power to know more about the world this is the story of a hero who sees freedom

In the past the world of hornasphere people ware used as slave, all the continent were ruled by the demon king.

Ares- it's so lame grandpa it just a story.

Grandpa - No, it not a story, it's reality.

Ares - Then why did not the demon king die.

Grandpa - What if I say the demon king had the power to reborn him.

Ares  -That's impossible, grandpa.

Grandpa - Then lesson what I'm saying, ok.

Ares - OK.

Grandpa - Where I was, ha. This made people have no hope in life for freedom or peace, But as the time pass there was a man named lunar rave who defeated the demon king with bow and arrow, he used rainfall light arrow, this was the heaven magic spell where it looks like the sky was filled with hope and freedom after the defeat of the demon king, The archer was at its last breath having many injuries this was the first time when the demon king was defeated, but there was still no hope because the demon king will be born once again, But the man said there will be a time when demons will never exist, even if I have to sacrifice everything, This was his last words, the man was full of mystery, having no history of who he was, But after his death, there were eight people who defeated the demon king, The people became a historical figure, but there was a person who was hated by everyone,  it was the fourth person.

Ares - Grandpa, why was the person hated.

Grandpa -  Are you interested, haha.

Ares - Tell me why was he being hated

Grandpa - Ok, When he was a child like you, he was a slave. People made him to kill the demon king for their freedom, it like there are using him like a tool, but the man was stronger than the seven figure. He was hated because he could not control his magic, where ever he goes people would be killed.

Ares - Grandpa is that man, still alive.

Grandpa - No one knows he is dead or alive, but one thing I know is he never had a life of his own where he could make his own choice. But everything happened in the past was for one reason, that's freedom Ares, let's have dinner and don't forget to wash your hand.

Ares - Ok

When I was born, my parents abandoned me and I was raised by my grandpa, he taught magic and swordsmanship. I was interested in knowing why my grandpa had stitched his eyes. But I was more interested In knowing what place are there out of this world.

Grandpa - Ares, you're a kind child, you know.

Ares - How am I kind, when I cannot even make friend.

Grandpa - That's not true, I can see in your eye.

Ares - What can you see in my eyes.

Grandpa- I see positive Ora like one drop of water that make ocean flow.

Ares - Ok, stop blabbering, grandpa.