The Timeline Where Ars Existed [Pure Hatred]

Dragon King Calendar, Year 505

Thirty years had passed since the Greyrat family withdrew from the public eye.

Sieg's perspective:

"Found you, Ars."

Before me stood a red-haired young man.

More precisely, someone who had once been my brother.

"Sieg... What do you want with me?"

"Hand over the Dragon King Sword, then die."

Ars drew his sword and smiled.

"Do you know who I am? The Wind God, seventh among the Seven Great Powers! Even your master, North God Third, was no match for me!"

"My master let his guard down. You only beat him because of that sword. And those so-called Seven Great Powers of yours... Windsor and I simply never cared about such titles."

"Nonsense! Even without this sword, I could defeat your master! You and Windsor are no match for me either!!"

I shook my head and sighed.

"Hand over the sword. The fact that I came here alone is already my final mercy toward you."

"What do you mean?"

"You know, don't you? Summer Mama wants to kill you. Red Mama wants to kill you too. Even Windsor and Lara have had such thoughts."

"Heh... Don't mention them to me. I've already cast aside the Greyrat name. We aren't family anymore."

"We never were, from the moment you confessed to Summer Mama."

As if recalling that memory, Ars began arguing with himself.

"Just because of that confession?! Why?"

"Oh? You thought that was a confession? Getting worked up halfway through and trying to paw at Summer Mama was a confession?"

"I was just... too excited, that's why I did that."

"Yes, you were too excited. So you have no right to complain about Summer Mama cutting off one of your arms. And you should thank Father for his mercy. He was the one who