The Final Boss's POV

I've always taken the role of playing the hero. I didn't care about the burden that it came with, cause being a hero is a job that no one with a faint heart should dare try to become. The role alone requires a lot of sacrifices, the kind that only give you only one option, and it isn't a choice but more like a requirement, and that is loneliness. Some call it a hero's curse, not me, I simply call it a necessity. I was a gamer, and my favourite game was a classic one that was made even before my time. It could only be found in certain models and game stations. Luckily for me, thanks to technology, my game was reinvented. Now I can play it with the new technology. It was my escape goat from reality. I didn't have much. I didn't look good nor did I look bad either. Because of my indifference I didn't have anyone, whether it was a friend, a girlfriend, or a pet cat. I had none of that, it was just me and my game, which really did more than I gave credit it too. It helped me deal with the dead ass job that I found myself at despite going to school for four years, only to turn out to be one of the bums who has a degree that's now considered useless. Truth be told, I hated my life. No, let me put it like this, I hated everything about myself. As much as I didn't want to accept and admit it, I really did want an escape, more like prayed for it. Now I finally understood what they meant when they said be careful of what you wish for, because just like me you might get it. I experienced a blackout while I was playing my game, and when the power came back I found myself electrocuted to my unplanned death, which if I'm being honest I really didn't mind. Yet, fate was one heck of a bitch when instead of letting me go to my eternal rest I only saw myself awaken in a new world. Not only that, but I was also now in a body of someone I didn't even know. Forget about reincarnation, I was transmigrated to this new world as this person. I learnt that I wasn't just given a second chance. The chance I've been given was one I used to dream of as a child. I've been transported into a new world, a world of magic and endless infinite possibilities. As much as that was all fun and games, there was a downside. I wasn't in the body of the Avatar I usually go for. I was someone else, someone I didn't even know existed in here since I was now trapped in my favourite game, an extra maybe. Sure, I wasn't the hero anymore. That was fine with me. Now that I think about it, heroes are selfish, arrogant assholes, always wanting to be the one that takes the lead. I can't believe I used to be like that. Phew, at least I'm done with that crab. Now that I'm a nobody I can try to live a peaceful life. I may be an extra, but maybe I can be the hero's sidekick. I don't really care. Only for me to find out that I'm not, and the nobody I thought I was. I learnt the hard way that I wasn't. I mean look, I may not be the hero or the hero's sidekick, but I am something way fairly important. I'm the opposite of the hero. I'm the bad guy, and since this is a game, I wasn't just any bad guy from any level. I was the one who was the mastermind behind it all. I'm the one who makes the hero question his own strengths and beliefs. I'm the one that brings forth calamity. I'm the one who, when he touches something, instead of it turning to gold or anything beautiful, after my touch things become dust and they disintegrate. I'm the one who either kills or be killed by the hero so victory can be declared, and the whole entire world could be finally free and safe. I'm not just any bad guy. I'm the final stop for the hero. I'm the final boss. And guess what, I'm not going to let the hero have it that easy.