Exousia.

He was not chosen by prophecy, nor born with divine blessings. Just an ordinary man, summoned to a world tearing itself apart. Where others abandoned duty, he stood. Where others ran from the weight of responsibility, he embraced it. Not for glory, not for revenge, but for freedom — his, and for those long denied it. But freedom comes at a cost. In a world bound by blood-soaked traditions, corruption, and the shadows of forgotten sins, ideals are tested, justice is twisted, and even heroes must dirty their hands. He is not special. He is not chosen. But he is exactly what this broken world fears — and needs. The Fantasy World called for a real hero. He Answered.. Whether the world survives what that means… is another matter. (heavily inspired by obvious mangas you know.)