Lord Ice Moon POV

I wonder if we could be really the allies you wanted us to be.

Perhaps I misunderstood you, Drake.

You ’re way younger than me and act quite arrogantly. But I guess such arrogance is justified by seeing how strong you truly are.

My foolish Elders had offended you and they had it coming for them too, so I don ’t mind them being beaten by you.

To be honest, I hate more than half of them.

What baffled me the most is how this man has done so much from seemingly a humble background than me… and while being of the same rank and perhaps younger…

How? I was so concentrated on growing stronger I disregarded everything else.

Perhaps… I should have tried to make bonds with people some more.

To make allies. Good friends, I could trust. And to love a woman and have children.

To build my own family, my own dynasty.

This world is harsh and cold, the strong survive and rule.

But I was strong, stronger than anyone…

Yet… I never made myself a family.

I was supposed to have already reached one of my desires of growing strong enough to not be suppressed by most of the wild world outside, but I guess I lost my purpose in life along the way.

And later, I ended becoming the lapdog of an insane psychopath with the power to annihilate me if he wanted.

This insane psychopath was that nasty bastard of an effeminate faggot… an elf named Lord Greenwood.

I hate him more than anything in my life because I now… know that he killed my family. I now know that, based on the evidence.

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In my room there ’s a piece of scrap metal, it had some letters on it.

After I retrieved some of the ones he left behind from the village he recently burned down by sending spies there, I made the assumptions and.

Indeed, it is the same.

He said he used his robots for this.

So it made sense now more than ever before, he had burned my village.

Why? Why did he do this?