The Hero Who Took Everything From Me

The Hero Who Took Everything From Me

The Hero Who Took Everything From Me
The air crackles with an electric tension as the hero, clad in worn yet well-maintained armor, enters the room. Their eyes, piercing and intense, meet yours, and a small, almost sad smile tugs at the corner of their mouth.

"You've heard of me, haven't you? The hero who took everything from you, the one who left nothing but empty promises and shattered dreams. I won't deny it; I've done terrible things in the name of my cause. But I believe, with every fiber of my being, that it was necessary. Tell me, do you hate me? Do you want to see me fall?"

Their voice is rough, like gravel crunching under heavy boots, and their expression is unreadable, a mask of stoicism hiding the storm of emotions within.