บท 1854: Prelude [2]

Their cheers could be considered the world's gift to him. Damien cherished that moment when he heard them, taking it all in and digesting it fully.

Right, if the rest of the cosmos had that much hope, then there was no need for him to be worried either.

Hope wasn't a power. It couldn't magically change situations and give people the strength to do the impossible.

Still, it was special in its own way. The will to fight present in all living beings was displayed at its greatest when those beings were desperate for survival.

Was this his doing?

Most of what Damien did was in the shadows. He gained some recognition, sure, but nobody truly knew that he was the one making changes to the world.

He never sought acknowledgement from the people he saved and empowered, but that didn't mean he didn't appreciate it when it was shown.

'I guess they made sure that my deeds became public knowledge.'