Capítulo 124: The Past vs. the Present

When he drew the bowstring to his cheek, it condensed his solar energy into five burning arrows. Scalding arcs danced on their frames in a blinding display that distorted the surrounding air.

In a flash, memories of his past prowess and regrets resurfaced: his time learning archery and his first meeting with his half-brother. The many times they clashed until their last battle and all the curses he had collected in his quest for acceptance.

Finally, his death flashed before his eyes—an unjust one resulting from the gods' interventions and scams, but a defeat nonetheless.

Yet, his lips curled into a smile, and a steely glint flashed in his eyes as he scrutinised the golden blur Achilles had turned into.

"The past is gone. I move forward without letting it constrain my actions in this new life."