Yeah, I know. At the last doomsday, the sun fell into hell, the ocean was dyed black red, sin, greed and desire walked naked on the ground, the sky was torn apart, blood-stained, black or white feathers were flying everywhere, and the incomplete and broken flags were hunting in the wind. All of you will flee far away, but you will not be able to escape "destruction" no matter what. No one would want to stand next to me, be with me. Because my weird existence will eventually make people fear, abandon, and stay away.
Yes, life goes on, so what if the mansion was burned to ashes; what if the whole family screamed and died in front of me; what if everyone who saw me that night had a nervous breakdown until they died; what if the most important and trusted person I ever had suddenly left when I needed him most...
One day, I will prove to you that the best players will win at all costs. When the opponents are completely wiped out, and when the last "king" also falls, I will step on the ladder made of corpses to achieve the final victory alone, sitting alone on the unattainable throne.
Conception: