Yuusha Ni Minna Netoraretakedo Akiramezu Ni Tatakao. Kitto Saigo Wa Ore Ga Katsu. | Raw

I was never the Chosen One. I was the shadow that followed the light—Riol, the healer, the support mage, the friend who held the hero’s bag. The world called him Leon, the Brave. And Leon took everything.

Leon expected me to quit. The girls expected me to cry and vanish into some village. The world expected the healer to fade away. I was never the Chosen One

Finally, even Mia, the childhood friend who swore she’d always be my home. She didn’t say a word. She just walked past me into Leon’s tent, her hand in his. And Leon took everything

I turned my back.

I walked out of the castle alone. The sun rose. My victory tasted like ash and justice. The world expected the healer to fade away

“I’m not fighting for you anymore,” I said. “I’m fighting because in the end, I will be the one standing over the Demon Lord’s corpse. And you will all watch.”

I ripped the Demon Lord’s darkness apart with my own borrowed shadows. I absorbed his final scream into my chest. When the dust cleared, I was the only one standing. The hero’s corpse lay to my left. The girls stared at me—no longer with pity, but with terror and awe.