Hero Mask

The training room was built from sturdy materials and had been designed to endure all kinds of attacks. But today, there were signs of destruction all over this room.

“Heh! A back-stabbing coward like you? A hero!?”

Arias’ voice was filled with hatred that had taken deep roots within his heart. With a fist that was radiating Thunder power, he punched the black wall in anger. The trembling sound echoed through the room as if a one-ton boulder had just been thrown down from the peak of a mountain.

Arias used to wonder why no one had said anything about the name of his mysterious master when it was actually his past name, the name of the person who once stood at the top of the magic world. But in the end, he brushed it off, thinking that as time went by, the stories about him must have faded from people’s memories. As the older generations left this world, the events from the past were eventually forgotten. And in the end, no one knew of the mage named Tanos.