"Girl, do you crave power? Do you crave revenge?"
Amid the roaring black flames, the young village girl, her eyes cold and heart full of hatred, suddenly saw a tall, burly figure appear before her and slowly walk toward her, speaking words that inexplicably stirred her heart.
"Who are you? Someone who has sided with the Demon Realm?"
Rather than being moved, the village girl showed a hint of contempt. She understood that only demons of the Demon Realm could move freely through these black flames, making her strongly suspect that the tall middle-aged man before her was a traitor who had defected to the Demon Realm.
"You may call me Mentor. I have come to save the suffering humans of this world and guide you in resisting the brutal oppression of the Demon Realm and the Divine Realm... But for now, you only need to answer me: do you crave power? Do you want the power to achieve the goals in your heart?"
"I do! Can you give it to me?"
After hearing the words of this suddenly appearing being who called himself Mentor, the village girl replied with deep suspicion.
Even now, she did not believe this mysterious man was some kind of good person. She merely thought this was another trick concocted by the Demon Realm. Yet she did not care. Her heart was filled with hatred, and it was this hatred that had allowed her to endure the black flames until now without being completely corrupted by the Demon Realm's power.
"Heh heh... Words are useless. Feel it for yourself! Use this power to destroy every one of your enemies! Use this power to unite all of your allies!"
As the middle-aged man before her, who called himself Mentor, suddenly spoke in a soaring, impassioned voice,