"How long does it take, to realise that you saw yourself die 12 times?"

That was the question the young man asked himself after arriving on this world, he who saw everything from the outside, seeing himself fight and sacrifice himself over and over for people he never saw before, understanding the feelings of past incarnations of himself, he stares at the 13 moons and clench his fist, he was the last incarnation, the original and last

"all 12... I will recover every last part of myself, and finish this once and for all..."

"I swear, I'm gonna make you pay"

World's Tear 13th

Tired, i didn't understand why or how he was fighting like that up untill now, but i realized the moment he left with Zhou. 


"It's just too many of them!" (Cao Cao) 


The metal dragon roared as if to answer my complaining, around 200 men continued to attack us, power wise, they couldn't be a issue, even for brother considering how he fights, but the number of enemies was just too overwhelming. 


The dragon didn't care how many enemies he slaughtered, but protecting me who was tired and worn out from the fight was still too much for him, many cracks could be seen along it's worn out claws, unless it's a holy sword, metal eventually gets damaged if used too much. 


"I'm ok! I will find a way to escape so just go after brother!" 


Cry of a Dragon, Doubt and Humiliation