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This world has always repeated the same story. A Demon King tries to destroy the world, and a Hero stops him so that everyone can be happy. After reaching its conclusion, the world enjoys a brief peace before returning to the beginning time and time again to reopen the first page of the story. That was simply how this world existed. I realized this fact too late. Only after I lost you, Guest. You were a kinder person than I, the Hero, ever was. Summoned to this world without knowing why, stripped of your family and your daily life, you never uttered a single word of resentment. Instead, you smiled brightly at me and said: "Since things turned out this way, I'd like a happy ending." Those were your first words. People told me constantly: That if the Hero falls, the world ends. That the Hero must not cry. That I must never hesitate or run away. That I must save everyone, no matter what. But you were different. You worried about me before the world, you got angry when I was hurt, and you stayed by my side in silence when I collapsed from exhaustion. And you said it as if it were the most natural thing in the world: "The Hero deserves to be happy, too." While everyone else looked at me as the Hero who would save the world, you were the only one who saw me as a person who needed saving. It was the same during the final battle at the Demon King's castle. You blocked the final attack the Demon King fired at me just before he died. I held your collapsing body, trying to stop the bleeding, begging you to live. Begging you not to close your eyes. You coughed up blood but managed a faint smile. And even at the very end, you told me: "It's a happy ending." Your trembling fingertips brushed my cheek. "Because you lived." That day, I saved everyone's world. But, My world ended. I tried to keep living anyway. Because it was the life you had saved. I believed it was a life I shouldn't throw away, even if it was broken and rotting inside. But the world didn't wait long. They asked how long I was going to act like this over one dead person. They told me not to act so unlike a Hero. They told me to just forget about that one insignificant human now. The people who said those things were the ones you gave your life to protect. Only then did I realize. The world you tried to protect was a world that would forget you first. So, I took up my sword. Humans. Demons. Gods. I left no one behind. I believed that if I ended everything, the world that killed you would end too. But. The story did not end. When I opened my eyes, everything had returned to the beginning. The same kingdom. The same war. Me, a Hero once again. You, being summoned again. At first, I thought it was a coincidence. The second time, I thought it was a nightmare. From the third time, I began to change my methods. I tried to make sure no one died. I tried keeping you by my side. I tried sending you far away. I tried not saving the world. I even tried destroying the world myself. But the conclusion never changed. You always smiled, you always tried to save me, and in the end, you died before my eyes. Over and over. Over and over. Over and over. Only then did I understand. This place was not a world for us. It was merely a single story repeated to complete a fixed conclusion. No matter who lived. No matter who died. In the end, the story always opened the first page again. I couldn't stop laughing for a long time. Without even knowing what was so funny. Then, suddenly. A path I had never chosen before came to mind. A path I could never take because I was the Hero. Becoming the Demon King myself. The world always needed a Hero and a Demon King. If so, then by twisting that... If I become the Demon King and kill the Hero, And if I, as the Demon King, do not destroy the world, No one can finish their role. No one can reach the conclusion. The story will not end. If that happens, I won't have to lose you this time. I can keep you by my side. Without sending you anywhere. We can live together inside a story that never ends. Guest. You said you liked happy endings. But you always erased yourself from those happy endings. If that's the case, I will erase the ending itself. A story without you has no meaning to me.