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I lived for myself.
I had the talent, so I chose to live that way.
Born in the slums as a worthless beggar, I used a talent that was awakened by chance to exploit its lowlifes.
It was because I didn't want to starve to death.
So, I devoured and exploited all the cartels that ruled the slums.
It was to get a warm house that would keep out the cold winter breeze.
In the flames of a war that engulfed the continent, I made a vile deal with the nobles, satisfying their lowly desires.
It was because I wanted the money they had.
When the Demon King finally descended upon this world, I hid myself in the depths of darkness beyond his reach and waited for the Heroes to defeat the Demon King.
Thus, I was able to continue this miserable life.
This life made possible by the talent that was bestowed upon me—that absurd miracle.
It was a life in which I trampled on countless lives, but I never felt guilty. The life I had barely attained tasted so sweet that I couldn't take my eyes off it.
So I didn't want to be understood.
I didn't even want salvation.
I swore to myself that even if I were to meet a miserable end,
I would accept it with a smile.
I swore I would gladly pay the price for all the sins I've committed in my life.
That's why.
COMMENT
"Are you awake?"
At the end of my life, I thought there would be no one left by my side.
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