Prologue

The air bore a foul and rusty stench, thick with the acrid scent of blood that seeped into every chilling gust. A poisonous haze, as thick as a shroud, enshrouded the vicinity. Even a single, timid breath inhaled by the frail could unleash an instant death.

Amid the eerie stillness, a soft, rhythmic 'tip-tap' echoed. Droplets of fresh, vivid purple fluid dripped steadily onto the blade of a gleaming silver sword. Before it, the gargantuan, two-horned head sprawled helplessly upon the polished, shimmering floor. Its sharp, vigilant eyes, fully awake and brimming with defiance, locked into an unwavering glare at the figure who loomed above, daring to step upon it.

"You who killed the Vessel, state your name."

The head, now severed from its main body, spoke with an eerie tone. Evidently, the High Rank on that side still maintained a connection.

"Kaiser," it responded nonchalantly.

"Kaiser, the human child who successfully slew the Demon King's vessel, shall be granted both a blessing and a curse—!"

Before the bodiless entity could continue, Kaiser plunged his blade once more, reducing it to smoldering ashes.

"You're too loud."

This person held no regard for blessings or curses. He firmly believed in one's mastery over their own destiny. Unwavering in his conviction that any challenges, be they from gods or demons, would succumb to his indomitable will.

"I have no time for your nonsense."

Kaiser promised to return within a few minutes; conversing with a monster was nothing but a waste of time.

Finally, without any impediments in his path, Kaiser walked freely toward the emperor. There was no one else in this chamber except for the two of them and the corpses.

As the saying goes, it's best to savor the best for last.

Hic

Albert the Emperor cried and trembled as he crawled away from the assassin. But before he could escape, a glint of silver met his face, just inches away.

"You look like a cockroach, Your Majesty."

"S-s-stay away from me, Kaiser!"

"Scared?" Kaiser nonchalantly drove his sword into the floor, then wiped away the remaining blood so meticulously, as if indicating you're next, heightening the Emperor 's fear.

With the creatures the Emperor had summoned now obliterated, he found himself with nowhere to escape. He bore a striking resemblance to a pitiful rat facing a carnivorous hawk.

"I heard you were going to kill me; where has your confidence gone? Hmm, Albert?"

"H-how dare you speak my name—!"

With a swift swing, Albert's head flew into the air.

"Ah, noisy..."

It was an apathetic remark, as if he had just killed an insect rather than a human. He felt nothing. This emperor does not deserve an ounce of sympathy, anger, or pity. Kaiser won't show any emotion for him.

The severed head of the emperor tumbled to the cold stone floor, and its jeweled crown clattered as it rolled to a stop at Kaiser's feet.

It's finally over.

The once-unshakable reign of tyrant has finally come to an end.

How long did it take?

How many people died for this to happen?

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