I won't ever forget the day when the strongest country has fallen into demise.
The nation has descended into chaos.
Public order is no longer visible, and citizens are no longer capable to stand up on their own.
The invaders are crashing the last line of defense of the Palace, and the endless push of the enemies will breach it in no time.
My relatives are starting to panic, and some of them commit suicide due to fear to get molested, tortured, or worse rape by a gangbang.
I clutch my hands together and kneel down on the rough floor.
'Oh, God have mercy on us. Forgive us for our sins. Please save us from the evil,' I stated inside my head.
"They are breaching the gates. Prepare for close combat!" the general of the Royal Guards warns.
'Oh, please. God. Save us from evil! Punish these bad people who are planning to end our dynasty!' I beg.
As I keep praying in the corner, the invaders have successfully breached the gate. All of the guards who are defending my family are decapitated one by one.
My attendants and the remaining guards rush for my room. They immediately drag me out of the place and escort me to the secret tunnel.
Our casualties keep increasing as the invaders are getting closer to the last panel of the ducal family.
"You will pay for this! You will pay for this!" a familiar voice full of anger crosses my ears.
'Wait, is that Charles? Charles, no, my love!' my attendant named Mary hide me in the corner before they could see our skin through the open-air tube. I can see my beloved fiance through the open gap of this wall.
"You, you're supposed to protect the realm. Not to join them! Why are you doing this, you traitor?" asks Charles as he struggles to stand up with a single sword in his hand.
Two of the enemies are ready to initiate an assault, but the masked man, who seems to be the leader, halts it.
"Nobility is no longer needed. Ophiria and his colonies are no longer bound to follow the traditional government," the man declared as he point his two black batons toward his prey.
'Who is that?' I ask.
"Why are you doing this? Answer me!" Charles complains as he activated his [Hero Heart]. A golden aura surrounds his body and a platinum color activates his sword aura.
"The new government shall reign the people. Oh, Hero, your existence will eternally remain... in history," the masked man disappeared, and all of Charle's hero party collapses on the floor.
"W, what have you done? What the fuck did you do to my beautiful harem?" Charles rushes and attacks the enemy leader, and their swords clash with one another.
No one is willing to give up, but it seems Charles's stats are slowly declining.
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"Your libido has caused a lot of headaches for single people. The record of your crimes is countless, and it is ludicrously reached a skyrocket achievement for a criminal like you. You almost fuck every woman in this nation," the masked man counters his attack, and he gives him a hard kick after he backflips.
"Goaagh," Charles is doused back and his head hit the cylinder wall.
'Charles!' I almost open my mouth, but Mary stops me.
"F-f-forgive me. But we need to make haste. Sir Charles is giving his best to buy us time to escape. Don't waste it, milady," Mary trembles as she explains it to me.
"But... but... Charles and my female friends are dying out... out there," my eyebrows downturn due to my helpless position.
I want to help, but I will become a burden for Charles.
"Fuck you! I am Hero Charles! Goaah," Charles's face is buried on the ground upon receiving a hard high kick from his opponent.
"Hero, huh. No wonder we lost the right path because of the likes of you. The dynasty of heroes should be replaced by the righteous," the masked man stomps Charles' head deeply.
'Charles!'
"W-w-why are you.. why are you doing this?" a feminine voice from one of his victims questions his actions.
The masked man shifts his gaze at her location and snorts.
"Because you deserve it," he replies with a dogmatic tone.
"Why-? Jon Atrea, why?" her voice slowly fades before her eyes turn blank.
'Jon Atrea?'
I grit my teeth and clench my fist tightly.
*Cling!*
"Huh?" I open my eyes and a familiar ceiling greets me. "I see. Another nightmare."
My upper body raises before I stretch my arms upward.
As I yawn, I remember the back of the monster who defeated the hero of this great nation. The person is responsible for the fall of the Empire.
I promise to my fallen comrades. I will never forget your name, Jon. I swear to God.
I will stop you. I will destroy. I will kill you!
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