MotivatedSloth

To be a hero is a curse, not a blessing. 

It's a simple truth Leon learned in the most painful of ways. He heroically slaughtered all the enemies of his president. Heroically purged those who opposed his master. And heroically brought doom to those who cried under the boot of the world's dictator. 

Leon saw the death of his family; a result of the events he set in motion himself. He saw his beloved city turn into ruins, scorched by the radioactive flames of the nuke he set off. 

His title was as cheap as his life. And in the only act of rebellion he could find, he heroically put an end to his life...

And the world he helped to destroy. 

'All of this happened... But why am I hearing a self-entitled voice calling me a failure?' Leon couldn't help but ponder. 'No, that's not it...' he quickly corrected himself. 

'How can I hear anything if I evaporated in the wake of the nuke I detonated myself?'

Bloodmancer: Hero of Ruin

Leon stared right into Leynel's eyes. If not for the provocative tone of his last sentence, then an onlooker could easily misinterpret the passion behind his stare in a way that would make hordes of high-school girls squeal in excitement. 


But the tension between the two men wasn't of the fujoshi-preferred kind. 


"I'm nice to you because you worked hard," Leynel said with his eyes slightly squinted and a low tone. He then leaned his head by a tiny angle to the side. His eyelids twitched. "But you better don't cross the line, boy."


If the tension behind Leynel's stare would be of a different kind, the readers of the chronicles depicting this event would start shipping the two men right this instant. 


But there was no warmth behind the passion at the moment. No kindness in the intensity. 


Just two bold men, staring each other down and measuring the length of their mental dicks. 


It would be naive of you to believe that’s my whole story