He was a disabled boy forcibly summoned from another world.
Born with a physical defect, he fell alone into a cold palace,
where he became a tool for the nobility to sacrifice to an evil dragon.
They wove hope from lies and wrapped their blades in kindness,
using the lingering echo of a princess who died young to trick him into walking into a death trap.
Only one wandering boy treated him as his sole ray of light.
Ahead lay the dragon's lair, a place of certain death. Behind him, the false cheers of the people.
When the truth tore away the mask, and his companion's blood splashed across the barren road,
he dragged his broken body alone into the black mist.
This battle was not to save the world, nor to leave a monument,
but for the souls who had been trampled, forgotten, and never allowed to live:
With his broken body as an arrow, he would spend his last breath striking at fate and those in power.
Sad ending. As for this book, I originally wanted to write the story of Dragon Quest, but it was not the first time I wrote a book. When writing this book, I first determined a theme, that is, the title of the book is of great significance. We only use our own values to interpret the world, but it is like standing at a high place and standing at a low place to see the mountains, whether they are majestic or ethereal, it is completely different. I wrote a story similar to the anti-Dragon Quest. The protagonist dies and the scoundrel wins. From the reader's perspective, this may be tragic, but history says this is justice. Our world is like this. We can never feel the same way. On the whole, we are happy, but individuals are different. What I want to write about the second volume is the story after the death of the protagonist, just like the first volume. The title of the volume means that forgetfulness is the end point. The reincarnation of the world never stops. Only by seeing the tragedy happen again can we understand that we are truly living in the present. Thank you for reading my book. 🙂