"Hahahaha... Hahahaha..." Lucas began to laugh loudly, holding his head. A throbbing pain grasped his heart.
Lucas found out that he was not the real ancient Hero. His name and face are nothing but fake. All his life till now, everything he experienced, everything he knew, was just someone else's memories. All this time, he has been walking on someone else's path.
"Hey... Why are you laughing like that?" The real Lucas asked the younger Lucas in confusion.
"Hahaha... What else can I do other than laugh? Those supreme beings... Bastards... Hahahaha...," The younger Lucas said while laughing as tears began to drip from his eyes.
Lucas felt that all his life, he had been walking on an inescapable net laid by some unknown supreme being, waiting for him to get stronger so that when he reached the peak of his power, that supreme being could swallow him whole.
Your gift is the motivation for my creation. Give me more motivation!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!