In times of great peril, a hero is always born…
“Huehuehuehue! Foolish human. You cannot defeat me!”
“You’re reign of terror ends here Demon King! I, the hero, will defeat you and return all the women back to their rightful place!”
“Huehuehuehue! You think you can defeat me and my army(harem)?! Why don’t we see what your ex-fiance has to say about that? Clare~”
“Yes darling~?”
The hero’s face winced in pain. The mental attack was devastation!
“No…. Clare….”
“Baby, tell me who’s the strongest king of them all?”
“It’s you oppa~”
“Huehuehuehue. That’s right. Now give me a kiss.”
“Muah~”
“Ugh! My heart.”
The hero dropped down to one knee. The hero’s companions came to his aid. The holy priest Agatha!
“Hero! Hang in there! Let me heal you! Great goddess of life, please give us your grace and divine protection.”
-Heal!-
A soft glow surrounded the hero...
“Ugh!”
“Oh no! The healing is ineffective!”
“Bwhahahahaa! You fool. You cannot heal against my attacks! Look here hero!”
-Legendary spell: Enhance dexterity!-
Enhance dexterity… an ancient spell that has been long forgotten. In the warring age, young men were conscripted to the front lines. It was no different than a death sentence. Many died in futility but one man was able to overcome his fate. He developed a new spell that allowed him to become the greatest swordsman of all times! No soldier could follow his steps. Blades passed through him like smoke. His strikes had pin-point accuracy. He alone ended the long and brutal war and was given the title “Legendary Swordsman”!
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“Ah~ Oppa no~ not my breast~”
“Ugh! Damn you Demon King!”
“Hero! You’re bleeding, let me heal you!”
-Heal!-
“Ugh!”
“Noooo! Why isn’t my healing working?!”
The hero mustered all his will to stand. His legs were trembling, his arm stiff… but he still had fire in his eyes!
“There’s no way I’m giving up (on getting laid). I made a promise to Clare (on getting laid). No amount of enemy, friends or foe will stop me from my mission (on getting laid)! Prepare yourself Demon King!”
“Oh? Stand back babe! I’m gonna teach this little bitch boy a lesson.”
“Kyaaa!”
“DEMON KING! AHHHHHHH!”
“Bring it on Hero!”
A surge of mana and power! The hero clench his fist as he invoke his ultimate technique!
“AHHHHHHH!”
“I’m ready when you are!”
“AHHHHHHH!”
“....”
“AHHHHHHH!”
“You can do it hero!”
“AHHHHHHH!”
“....”
“AHHHHHHH!”
“This is ridiculous! Come back when you’re ready!”
The demon king turn his back to leave the throne room… it was only half a second… a moment of negligence… a moment carelessness… one moment that became his undoing.
“AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!”
*BOOM*
“....”
A holy sword went straight through the Demon King’s chest.
“You gotta be kidding me… GAK!”
Black blood dripped from his lips.
“Noooo! Honey!”
“Stay b-back!”
The Demon King was dying but he still had his pride.
“Hah! How you like that you stupid demon king! That’s what you get for touching my women!”
“No! No! This can’t be happening!”
Clare disregarded the Demon King wishes and ran to his side.
“C-Clare… It’s dangerous… GAK!”
“How you like this Demon King? And This! And That! Here, have some more!”
“Gak! Stop-Gak! Let me-Gak!”
“Huu… Not like this…”
“Clare, I-Gak! Love-Gak! You-Gahhhhhh….”
The Demon King slumped over as he took his last breath. The hero stood tall in triumph. A sinister smile mixed with lewd intent ran across the hero’s face. Though this was suppose to be a glorious moment for the humanity; it looked more like a murder scene than anything else….
….
(So this is how I die… how shameful!)
“Dear, what should we name him?”
“What a healthy young boy, he looks just like his father, so handsome!”
“Ma, please don’t embarass me infront of my wife…”
“Hehehe, why do you think I married you in the first place?”
“Hey!”
“Hahaha.”
(...?)
“Why don’t we name him after the legendary hero Tysion? I’m sure he’ll grow up to be a strong man, just like his dad.”
“Sigh… you’re really are just all brawns and no brain…”
“Hey! I don’t see you giving any suggestions!”
“Tysion is a stupid name!”
“What?!”
(What’s happening? What are they saying?)
“That’s because I was hoping for a girl!”
“Well! Then it’s decided. I’ll name the boy!”
“Fine!”
(All this yelling! Shut up already!)
“Okay I've decided… His name will be... Nobiru!”
(....)
Ever since humans could talk, there has always been those who seeked answers. Humans are fragile creatures… and their deepest fear is that of the unknown. Nothing is more shrouded in mystery than the future. And those who bring about the prophetic messages from the gods, are revered and praised upon. The fear of the calamity that looms over the horizon is always fought with hope. And no greater hope can be bestowed on mankind than the words of the late prophet Uramos….
“In times of great peril, a hero is always born….”