Vincent's mind became a battleground for self identity as he confronted the presence of Fenrir's fragment.
Within the depths of his consciousness, shadows coiled and writhed, casting an eerie stillness over the desolate landscape.
"Vincent, you've become powerful indeed. But let's be honest, this talent of yours, these strength, are all thanks to me. I've been subtly guiding you, whispering secrets of how to fight . Did you truly believe you were a natural-born genius?" The fragment's voice slithered through the darkness, its tone filled with sly confidence
Vincent's eyes narrowed, a flicker of irritation crossing his features. He tightened his grip on his ice sword.
"My strength came from my unwavering determination," he retorted, his voice filled with conviction. He could not let doubt or the fragment's taunts cloud his resolve.
With a surge of power, he unleashed his attacked , ready to kill the enemy and free himself from this prison .
What will happen to our MC?