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When it came to Gil, things were even more radical. He had managed to step well beyond just a friend of the elven race. He had made it a goal to assist in uniting the entire race again. He had accepted a challenge only elves had ever taken on. He had been gifted with a drop of pure elf blood that allowed him to alter his race. To stand as one of the greatest heroes of their people. A living symbol of their harmony. Where Onyx sat was also considered impossible. His once thought to be extinct race was thriving. Growing even more by the day. They learned and fit themselves in to every aspect of Genesis because he taught them. He had more than grown fast. He had grown as a genius of his species because he accepted everything. He learned constantly. And he cared for family above all else. He was the patriarch of the abyssal and heavenly serpents. Midnight could break every mold of every dragon ever. She had not only managed to grow faster due to being around the party, she had grown faster than any young dragon ever. She also remained young, showing that she could keep pushing beyond these limits. Every elemental mana and every draconic skill was hers to learn. It was just a matter of time before she was able to stand above the entire dragon race using whatever means necessary to protect them. Walker just had to wait and see what his little sister the true dragon champion had in mind. When it came to Walker, he was still lost. Or at least to himself he was. The one who had thought he would not have a system was now looking for a way to compete all that was in his world. To look for existence and the universe that had the entirety of the system instead of just the small piece that they had seen cause trouble for the world. The world had done its best. That was the reality that they lived in. Because of that, Walker had tried anything and everything to be like everyone else. Only, he had managed to do what no other had done and awakened his master of none system. He was a jack of all trades. Someone that could learn everything but a mastery skill. But he was also the only one holding sage titles, friends of races titles, rescuer titles, and the most valuable title to his heart, the true hero title. It stood for everything he was and everything he valued. "Regardless of what happens and how we got here, we will give it everything we have. I love all of you." Walker stepped in to the sun to see the flat space ahead of them. The ruined temple had various pillars that had been holding up what was once a small stone roof on the ground. But magic skills were used to sweep that away creating a clear floor. The runes that he once been there were flattened by the being currently moving his hands around the air and creating what could only be more runes and magic skills. Ancient looking bones floated in the air surrounded by various rune formations. The bones were yellow and browned. Clear signs that they had been rotting and breaking down. But something had stopped them from properly becoming one with nature as time would do. "You will not bother me. Your ideals are false. The world does not care for what you believe and will betray you. Even if it calls you heroes. You are not." The deep rumbling voice from the armor clad figure made Walker feel the high amount of mana being forced through the demon lord\'s body. "You have followed. At every turn. At every step. You have always been behind. That is all due to the simplicity of your actions. You have only ever seen the small steps and not the grand image." As the demon lord spoke, more runes formed as an odd glowing fragment began to levitate above the bones. "The manas without forceful control of this world or whatever will there is are what create life and death. They are what creates origin and destruction. It is foolish that all races had missed these grand views." With each word, the demon lord created a new rune. It caused ripples of corrupted manas to rush around. Walker could only brace against it while helping defend the party. This pressure was all due to the chaotic manas that the demon lord had forced within his body. The manas he was using to break through the world in a way. "The bridge that was broken when the world betrayed me, will never be reformed. Instead, its pieces will be drawn here to rebuild what was taken from me. Then the world itself will lose its will. I will put things back as they should be." Every rune flashed as they condensed in to a singular rune formation with the fragment in the center. The space all around it appeared to ripple and tear. Chaotic mana spreading from it with intense pressure. Walker could feel his heart being squeezed by this pressure. The chaotic mana corrupting him as well as everything here. "Mother, it is time to be reborn and live as you should have. Then I will build you a kingdom befitting of your stature." The words caused the entire party to understand the madness that drove the demon lord. They knew his story. The one born with a hero system trapped within the immortal chasing race. The immortal king being one person responsible for everything. He had escaped and fought, but his mother had been experimented on and died. When he rejected his hero system, he had torn himself from the world using unimaginable mana and his own soul. Therefore breaking the flow of the world before he allied and destroyed many different aspects of the world. Wiping out the immortal chasing race. Assisting in the sealing of the vampires. Then going in to slumber to recover himself. Now, he showed his reasoning for it all.  …

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