There was a saying that went well.
Lies did not hurt people. The truth was the sharpest blade.
The Judgement Society's Prophet had always been arrogant, believing himself to be the protagonist of the age. Now, he was being treated with such disdain, yet his opponent truly was stronger than him, and every word struck the most sensitive point in his heart.
It made him feel as though he had eaten feces. He simply could not accept it.
It was like a top student from a small town.
From childhood onward, he had always ranked first in his grade. He had been praised as clever and awesome, the "child from someone else's family," and the mortal enemy of everyone his age in the county.
However.
One day.
He went to a larger platform, to a first-tier city, and encountered geniuses from all over the country.
All his advantages vanished without a trace.
Even after exhausting all his strength, he could only barely keep up with their footsteps.
He could only chase after their backs.
What he heard was no longer "Everyone should learn from him," but his teacher urging him again and again, "Try harder. You can do it..." The cruel reality had emerged: he had become indistinguishable from the crowd.
A certain professional Chess Player.
She had once swept through her entire province undefeated at just over ten years old. There were already only a few teachers left who could teach her.
Thus.
She went to the Capital City.
From the age of twelve onward, she began entering the professional qualification tournaments for the first time.
She failed all the way through.
She went through eight attempts.
Only at nineteen did she finally become a professional player.
When she looked at those players who had qualified at eleven or