Audatic

"Is Fate the excuse of the forsaken, is Free Will the delusion of the chosen?"

Such was a question that Xavier, the Demon King, never had the chance to ask himself. As he lay defeated, awaiting his death, he wondered about the wretched life he lived.

'The hero who killed me, the one who held the same ambitions as me. We both wanted good for the people, for the world. We are both two sides of the same coin, yet, fate decided that he will be the one the light will shine on.

Perhaps it was me too, perhaps it was my karma for flowing the rivers of blood with my sword. But still... It was fate that squashed the humanity in me first!

Damn fate, if I had one more chance, I would've lived for myself more, I wouldn't have taken this arbitrary role of being a necessary evil... This world, this game of destiny... It can burn to ashes for all I care.'

As he sunk into the cold embrace of death, a certain [REDACTED] heard his dying wish with amusement and cast their die, reversing the wheel of time one last time and going all in on him on a risky gamble with the stakes of their world.

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Black String of Fate

In the ever-bustling adventurer's guild, there was a new entertainment that the free adventurers had cooked up.

"3 days. It's a "D-" Ranked quest this time. Surely he can't do it sooner."

"Hey hey, you're thinking with common sense. Looks like you did not learn from last time, that shit does not work on him! In the first place, he's not even supposed to be able to attempt these quests.

I say that he'll be back any moment now. I can just smell it."

As soon as he said that, a black-clothed boy with a velvet cloak walked in carrying a sack. On his side, a well-made sword hung, its blade weathered with the signs of use.

Just as he walked in, a loud cheer rose up in the whole adventurer's hall. There were both cheers of joy and shouts of curses, some aimed at the boy, and some aimed at their party members.

"Longnose! I fucking told you! Now pay up that damn 50!"

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