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Chapter 1 – The Hero Who Only Wanted Fire
The Demon Lord lay on the cold marble floor, blood pooling beneath him. The final battle was over.
He looked up at the young hero standing above him, sword trembling, rage in his eyes. The Demon Lord braced himself for the final blow.
"Say it…" the hero growled.
"…Say… what?" the Demon Lord asked weakly, coughing up ash.
The hero's face twisted in frustration. He threw the sword aside, grabbed the Demon Lord by the collar, and screamed:
"TELL ME HOW TO USE FIRE MAGIC!!"
For a moment, silence. Even the flames of war around them froze.
The Demon Lord blinked, bewildered. Is this kid insane?
He sighed, slumping back down. "Remove your damned ice spell first… Library… over there…"
The spell broke. The Demon Lord felt his body again… only to hear frantic footsteps echoing toward the grand library.
Dragging himself to the doorway, he witnessed pure chaos:
The so-called hero had conjured a massive fireball in the middle of the room—
And promptly set the entire library ablaze.
"No… my centuries of knowledge… gone…" The Demon Lord clutched his chest, feeling faint.
"Why… gods… why would you give him the holy power…?!" he muttered before finally passing out.
Meanwhile, the young hero was grinning ear to ear, reading burnt pages, absorbing every spark of magic, mumbling to himself:
"Forget gold… fire magic is way more important."
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