The battles continued, spreading destruction and chaos across the continent. The Demon King, sensing the growing threat, was forced to intervene personally. The Hero advanced relentlessly, conquering territories once thought impenetrable, and earning immense fame across the world as humanity's savior. His image was glorified in songs and stories, and people placed all their hopes in him. However, only those who saw him on the battlefield knew what he truly was.
I had witnessed the Hero's true nature up close. His thirst for power and recognition consumed him entirely. Though his deeds were celebrated, few knew the atrocities he committed in the name of peace. The Demon King, despite his efforts, was defeated time and again by the Hero, retreating each time on the brink of death. Every loss weakened his forces and shattered the morale of his followers. The lands that once teemed with magical creatures were now desolate, shrouded in darkness.