Beneath the blazing sun, a bald young man dressed in black stood in midair, one hand resting on the sword at his waist. Facing the monster before him, he declared with a fearless air, "You know what?"
"Know what?" the enormous monster asked indifferently.
"My sword contains gods and demons."
"What? How would I know what's in your sword?" the monster said, scratching its head.
"I said, my sword contains gods and demons! Gods and demons!" the bald young man in black said anxiously.
"How am I supposed to know what's in your sword?" The monster looked a little embarrassed, then suddenly realized something. "I know what's in your sword!"
Blood began to trickle from the corner of the bald young man's mouth.
"A cheap sword! Ha ha ha!" The monster laughed at him without restraint.
"Pfft!"
The young man in black spat blood and fell from the sky.
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
The author is here to take revenge on society, right?