Players' NPC boss

It was a long journey called growing up.

It was a story about not believing in miracles.

Although it seems so depressing and decadent to say so, the beginning of the story is indeed full of hope.

God favors life and gives life the power of miracles. But [human beings] are not among them, so humans have never had miracles, never ascended to heaven in one step, but just walked out of the long river of history little by little with heavy steps.

That was an era abandoned by the gods, and it was also an era when humans did not know what giving up was.

When the creatures who obtained miracles feared the thunder that seemed to be the roar of God, humans had begun to capture thunder and light up their own stars in the dark night.

They never attributed their success to miracles, but to the results of thousands and tens of thousands of times of not giving up.

Humans established [civilization], which is something to be proud of, and it is the qualification that only the race that occupies the position of the world's ruler has.

Humans live in harmony with other races and thrive.

But the story turned so suddenly, the Titans climbed out of the abyss and trampled on everything in the world with cheerful dance steps. Humans have never seen God, who seems to be a higher level being, but now they have seen it.

It was an evil God, not because he was evil, but because he was lonely. The anger and counterattack of the living beings were just a novel scenery for him.

Everything on the ground was destroyed in that footstep, and humans fell into social collapse because of the real appearance of [God]. Some people prayed to God in despair, and some people chose to resist, and the Titan evil god crushed them equally.

Humans persisted hard, waiting for this new god to stop the carnival of its birth.

But just as ants cannot understand that it takes 18 years for humans to become adults, humans cannot understand how long the Titan evil god will have to revel before he can calm down.

Only a few years have passed, and the world has come to the end of the world.

So humans built the [Ark] to avoid the disaster brought by God.

But a young man was not among them. He was a rebel who refused to escape and was always looking for a way to defeat the Titan evil god.

He united all the people he could unite, and he used his speech to rekindle the hope of the crowd. He even lied and used the Ark as a temptation to gather the crowd.

He shouted that we can defeat God with a never-give-up heart and unity.

Then he lost.

Just because the Titan evil god started running.

The blood was stained under the podium.

He lost everything, everything, even the Ark that could have continued civilization was destroyed. Only one person was left to survive.

And he should have died, but because of his youthful words, he was regarded as hope and survived with his lover's backup body.

Why him?

He was not the smartest or the strongest, he only had that worthless slogan.

He finally grew up, and he had nothing because of it.

And the first thing after growing up was the huge sense of responsibility and guilt that made him breathless. He wanted to kill himself at the first time.

But he couldn't do it. His smart lover seemed to know everything and didn't want him to do it.

Is it a punishment? Is it a blame?

He didn't know, he just found his mission.

There was no noble feeling of saving the world, no love for the new human civilization, only revenge.

He wanted to defeat the cause of the birth of the Titan evil god and the rules of the world.

For this, he could do anything.

"You said that when the world is destroyed, you will not stay in the ark of salvation, you will go to fight the disaster, right?"

"The result is what I look like!"

"You are me, but you are younger and have not become me yet!"

The space vibrated in Theresa's scream, and countless streams of light swept through the virtual space.

The technology of the Age of Gods that dominated time began to attack the present from the future and the past.

Blaze reached out and grabbed the shadow under his feet and lifted it up hard. The world of black shadows was released, swallowing all the light. And in the waves, the shadow of God moved quietly, and then rushed out at the moment of reaching Theresa.

That was the black shadow werewolf. Now that Blaze has become a god, the shadow of God has also been strengthened. It was as if it didn't exist. When Theresa realized it, her body had been shattered.

But the next moment, Theresa's body turned into a virtual number and disappeared. It was not fake, but was modified with the technology of the Age of Gods at the moment of being killed.

Blaze slashed behind him, and Theresa just appeared and swung a lightsaber to collide with the Great Sword of the Hunting God.

"What do you think will happen to the world if the battle to conquer the Nemean Giants fails?"

There is no doubt that this world will become the second Age of Gods.

Blaze doesn't need sleep and will not be awakened by nightmares of "what will happen to the world if I fail".

Even so, Blaze often breaks out in cold sweats, celebrating the successful conquest of the Nemean Giants.

"That victory is undoubtedly full of miracles and luck, but can you guarantee that you will be so lucky every time! Will miracles happen every time!"

Theresa was not shouting a crazy evil plan, but a pale and powerless reality.

No one understands better than the survivors of the Age of Gods what it feels like to have the resistance built up through perseverance and solidarity easily crushed.

"As long as this world remains in chaos, monsters that can twist the world will be born at any time."

"It may have taken a million years for the Titans to appear, but it only took two years for the Nemean giants! It will get faster and faster!"

"Only by restoring the world can..."

"It's so annoying! You don't understand human language at all!" Blazer punched Teresa in the face, sending her flying away like a meteor.

"I have never denied your desire to restore the world. I'm just unhappy that you can't wait to bring down the whole world!"

"Unhappy? Brat, what are you talking about!" Teresa stood up with difficulty, feeling a sense of absurdity.

She imagined countless rebuttals that Blaze would say, whether they were righteous accusations against her evil deeds of intending to destroy the surface of the earth, whether they were arrogant and thought that she was invincible and would win every time, but she didn't expect that it would just be a simple victory. Unhappy is a word.

It’s almost like blocking the road when you’re unhappy.

"I can't change what you have experienced in the past, nor can I understand what you are carrying, but I only know that neither the stranger nor I have lost yet!"

Blaze raised his fist and hit his chest, saying loudly.

"Don't tell us who want to win, how terrible it would be to fail!"

"And today I defeated you through my own persistence and hard work!"

"Beat me, there's something wrong with your brain. I still have thousands of years of energy left that I haven't used yet!" Teresa opened her hands and proved her words with the huge metal that instantly filled the sky.

"I only use it..."

Just a few decades.

Teresa froze, realizing that she had lost, that she had lost from the moment she accepted the challenge.

She's obsessed with knowing right from wrong, while Blaze just wants to save the world.

"You can no longer destroy the world today, nor can you destroy the world tomorrow. I have snatched decades of time from you."