'What the hell is going on' Roman muttered as he placed his hands on his head.
'What kind of dream was that, I thought I was going to die... shit, being this weak in a world like this is the primary cause of this, I'm so afraid I'm dreaming of demons'
Roman climbed down from his bed and immediately took off the clothes he had worn to sleep, as they were wet.
He looked outside the window and the sun was starting to rise, today was the final day of the tournament, and after today his fate would be decided.
Roman already knew what he wanted, he couldn't go back to just being a breeding male for the Queen, he wanted power, not so he could abuse it but so he could protect himself and his family.
Since the demons were already making their move, he needed to act quickly. He had no idea when their attack would come, but he knew the demons would unleash their entire might against all human kingdoms, and it was his duty to stop them.
