The Demise of a Monarch

To him, living as himself meant becoming the best him.

In his journey, while his clone had been thinking of ways in which he could brag, such a thought had never crossed his mind. There were one or two occasions when he had taken center stage of his own volition, but that was also in order to become the best him.

In the depths of his heart, he had always been a humble, low profile, diligent, and honest person.

As such a thought arose in his mind, he felt like his heart had suddenly opened up.

At the same time, the sword art that he had comprehended began to change.

His sword arts, be it A Heart of Intertwined Threads or Unyielding Loyalty, carried the conceptualization of binding something, but along with the change in his state of mind, they became haughtier and more refined, carrying the will to charge ahead fearlessly.

He would do anything to protect his kin and loved ones, but he would never allow himself to become their slaves.