My Alter Ego’s Path to Greatness - Chapter 1
Prologue
A permafrost with heavy snow located in the northernmost part of the continent.
A big battle was going on there right now.
[…It’s pretty good. Indeed, it can be said that he is my rival. Knight of Light!]
A being floating in the air, fluttering black robes and scattering black energy.
The sight of him with undead under his command was as if the devil had descended.
A disaster that has come back to the continent. Immortal King.
Inside the grotesque mask, which had been shattered in a fierce battle, there was only a skeleton, and the blue fire blooming from its eye sockets terrified those who encountered it.
“After all, you deserve to be called the continent’s nightmare! Immortal King! But we never give up. As long as the power of light is with us, we will not lose!”
The knight who faced him and aimed his sword of light shouted proudly.
Although his armor was damaged and he suffered injuries here and there due to the continued battle, his eyes were burning with faith.
“Yeah, it’s not as big a deal as you think, right?”
“If we work together, we can overcome this!”
And the colleagues who are with him.
They were all brave men who had overcome all kinds of hardships to reach this place.
Quagwagwang—!
Soon, the knight’s companions and the undead came together and began a fierce fight again.
While their comrades were blocking the undead, the Knight of Light and the Immortal King resumed their battle that had continued several times.
A sword clad in dawn drew a beautiful trajectory cutting through the pitch-black darkness, and the cursed abyss barged its teeth in an attempt to swallow up the light.
The seamless flow of attack and defense and the constant flow of battle.
The precise exchange of attacks was so beautiful that it seemed like a well-planned play.
‘It’s true that it’s hard to beat. How did it end up like this….’
Yes.
A terrifying, moving disaster that has returned to the continent. Immortal King.
A paladin of the main church and a sword of faith. Knight of Light.
And even himself, eating chicken in a warm room, watching the scene as if watching a movie.
Because it was all ‘me’.
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