[The protagonist is born bad and has incorrect views, and the text is written in third person]
As a conjurer, both my contemporaries and my teachers agreed that I was unqualified.
As a curser, both my companions and my opponents agree that I am an extremely bad person.
I am a person who is born to be a curse master. Whether it is the magic that I rely on to gain combat power or my own bad personality, my fate is doomed.
I simply don't need any companions, all I need is one person's affirmation.
The first twenty years of my life have always been against my nature. I have struggled to walk on the so-called "justice" path, and the last twenty years of my life have been on the so-called "maintenance of the world" path.
I never lived my life, but I have no regrets.
On the road of 'justice', I met the only like-minded companion in my life, but he was so righteous that he abandoned me, a backward companion, and I therefore betrayed justice.
On the road of 'maintaining the world', I met only groups of idiots, a group of self-righteous idiots.
I bear the absurd ideal of protecting the world with difficulty and alone, but... I don't want to and cannot give up. At the end of this bumpy road is my only true friend in this life.
My best friend is waiting for me alone at the end of the road.
My way was calculated by his life. I carry his life on my shoulders, so I will definitely succeed.
For this I would risk my life and fall asleep completely with my only true friend.
Purpose: Who says bad seeds can't be saviors?
Reader comments
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Little cabbage, the ground is yellow, the novel I wrote, no one reads it, woo woo woo woo