I have stolen the hearts of great princesses and women beyond royalty. I have left cities in ruins throughout various domains of Alacrya. At a young age, I became the youngest AA rank adventurer.
I was expelled from the academy under unjust circumstances, with achievements that even the most seasoned veterans couldn't match at my age. I have conversed with beings who thought they were gods. I have loved women and fought alongside great kings.
I've been called a great hero, a Guardian, a vile traitor, a heartless demon, and a passionate lover. I've made gods bleed before their followers. I believed that with enough strength, everything would go my way.
I've reached glory, but that same strength that lifted me to the top also cast me into the abyss. I lost my family, my kingdom... my peace.
In the end, does strength really guarantee victory?
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All the characters in this fanfic are not of my creation, except for my character. Fanfiction from the novel 'The Beginning After The End'.
My original language is not English, so ChatGPT will be used for the translation. Also, the images have been taken from pinterest.
I hope you like the novel, it's not perfect, but I hope you enjoy it, I will be uploading one chapter per week.

I want to apologize for these weeks without updates. I've been quite busy with moving houses and with my university exams. But, just in case, I'll try to upload two chapters this Sunday.


Chapter 14 - Important Information: