The Demon Lord laughed. “Is this the best your world has? A broken hero and his weeping harem?”
And I smiled—because in the end, the one who endures the betrayal and refuses to break… always wins. The Demon Lord laughed
Instead, I ground my teeth. I opened a forbidden grimoire we’d looted months ago—the one Leon called “too dangerous.” It was a tome of sacrificial magic: To take everything from the one who took everything from you. Instead, I ground my teeth
I ripped the Demon Lord’s darkness apart with my own borrowed shadows. I absorbed his final scream into my chest. When the dust cleared, I was the only one standing. The hero’s corpse lay to my left. The girls stared at me—no longer with pity, but with terror and awe. I absorbed his final scream into my chest