Before coming here, he went to Jon’s home. Isolde had helped him track it, so he decided to pay a visit.
What he saw was a bright home, Jon’s father and his mother. Godfrey vividly remembered as he watched them move about in their home while he watched from a roof opposite their home.
So... Jon had people who would still care for him, who would still love him, yet he gave that up to tread this dark path.
Several times, Godfrey looked into himself, recalling his childhood dreams of being a hero like his father. He asked himself, was he a hero? Did he achieve his dream?
The answer was an unfortunate no. A hero was someone with an unyielding resolve, who stood on his ideals even when everything and everyone around him collapsed. That mindset... he didn’t have it.
This world broke him; it threw him into madness, but his loved ones kept him afloat. Their arms pushed him above the dark waters of madness; they brought back a smile to his face. But Jon had this too.
Nothing justified him. Nothing! That ungrateful man had a family but chose to embrace the other side.
’Jon... I beg you to pray. Pray that I don’t find you before Snow does, because I will keep clearing dungeons, growing stronger and stronger in one way or the other. No matter what Cain did to empower you, you better hope he does more. That’s my advice.’
Godfrey’s eyes narrowed.
’Because once we meet, it will be the worst day, either for you or me. Certainly, it won’t be for me. I will do all that is necessary to make sure of that.’
He ascended a dune as the scorching breeze blew against him. The red sand stretched endlessly, and as the wind moved, sand was shifted, forming new dunes.
’In my darkness, I still protect people, I still clear dungeons, yet this world, my world, my own race sees me in the worst light possible. I know they’re manipulated, but is the public just that blind? With all that hate, I still persist, not for them, not for those ungrateful people who can’t see, but for myself. It hurts when people twist what you do, especially when there were times I truly wanted to save lives. It didn’t last, and that made things even worse.’
He rose to the top of the dune.
’But I’ll keep going, for those I care about and those in miserable positions scattered around the world. I also came from a miserable beginning, where even my presence brought problems to my own mother. My fate is already tied to earth; I must fight if I am to grow.’
He stood at the top of the dune, his hoodie fell back due to the strong breeze, and his golden hair fluttered.
’There is nothing that can be done now. One day, when I’m weak, those hiding and waiting will emerge. The mana tree will either empower someone whose ambition is to kill me and be praised for it, and even if it doesn’t, we humans have insatiable greed.’ Godfrey manifested a longsword, slowly cracking his neck.
’Killing me will grant them the biggest boost of their lives. That’s one reason I can never give up. I will never cease until I am uncontainable, until I am beyond the known. That is my goal, and I won’t stop. No, not even this purple gate will stop me. I shall chant this until the day my eyes close in death or I have achieved my goal.’



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