After removing the influence of the horrifying being, I managed to take control again.

My game lasted many years but in the end it worked.

Although the union of the two was harmful and I lost all my skills, using [End] is a good thing, I never clung to skills in the past... Well maybe my [danger sense].

So I began to practice my sword while watching the mighty army march towards a new kingdom.

Why stop them?

By becoming Undead all the living are my enemies.

Hiding is useless and only fighting is the solution.

That's right...isn't it?

Have I really freed myself?

I am still me?

In the end I didn't care much and I moved on.

I looked at the forest and decided to eliminate it and then see the great kingdom in front of me.

Seeing him again after so many years is strange.

Seeing the wolf skeletons in the place gave me some anger but then it disappeared.

Why have I become like this?

Wasn't he supposed to be over this already?

Because I have become so irritable seeing everything.

Even green grass on the ground is abhorrent.

Ah... I must destroy it... No!

Am I losing my mind?

No, I endured many things all this time and always overcome everything with my peace of mind..

If now I am a king... No!

I was..

I stroked my rusty crown and calmed down.

It's just me.. I'm still the same.

I was... What was I?

Who was?

Because I am here?

When my pain disappeared I saw that blurred shadow again.

Looking at me with tired and very cold eyes...even disappointed.

Haven't you already been deleted?

Why do you want to ruin everything?

I'm not the only one by your side?

"...no, I've been wrong many times... And you're not what I need"

"Get out of my mind, go now!"

"No... You will only lead us to our destruction, you are just a false memory"

After the blurry shadow spoke... It started to fade.

"...At least I'm not a part of this game anymore"

And by saying that last sentence, it disappeared forever... I could feel it this time.

I felt free, satisfied, everything was fine.

He no longer had to fear, he had to destroy everything.

Now I must lead my army.

I am a king.

Not someone weak who had to worry about everything.

They will fall before my eyes.

They will show fear when they see me.

All life will disappear.

After a few hours we arrived in front of the gates.

Where a great army was waiting for us again.

The size was even smaller than before.

Hehe what idiots.

I will destroy them and continue advancing until the entire continent is dead and then I will cross the sea to those distant lands.

It doesn't matter if they wear exquisite armor.

It doesn't matter how many priests point at me.

It doesn't matter if my army falls to pieces after his attacks or my mighty knights fall in battle.

All who watch me die before my spell.

It doesn't matter if my dragons crash to the ground.

Or my mighty lich explode into a thousand pieces.

I can raise others again.

It doesn't matter if that shining knight raises his sword in front of me.

I can defend it with my great rusty sword.

It doesn't matter what spells I get from those mages or the purification from all those priests.

Nothing can stop me.

Even if I feel the life inside that sword touch every part of my body.

And I see my soul disappear.

I just have to...

Only...