Void Realm Lord.
This was probably the first time Ash had ever declared his ambition to the world. He had always been the type to take things as they came, like a wild Lala Fat—only running like mad when it realized it was about to be slaughtered, and otherwise wanting nothing more than to laze through life. It would be even better if the girls allowed him a little private time... He had fantasized countless times that if he had never been arrested and thrown into Broken Lake Prison, if he had simply teamed up with Sword Maiden to explore the Void Realm step by step and carried on a long-distance romance, if he had never ridden a motorcycle with Witch on the back and charged out of the Gospel Imperial Palace, if he had never fought Divine Spirits alongside Silver Lamp in the Silent Helix, if he had never fought shoulder to shoulder with Vishy in the Multistar Prison, then perhaps he could have become a true warrior of pure love and lived a peaceful, happy, beautiful life with Sonia.
It was fate that had pushed him again and again into storms where he had no control over himself. It was the Doomsday Quintet that had written this grand, wandering script for him. Now that he had reached the end and looked back, even Ash was astonished that he had actually crossed so many disasters, clenching his teeth and enduring through one sleepless night after another.
But he had never once resented his own life.
If he had never stepped into the River of Fate from the very beginning, he indeed could have avoided much sorrow, but he would also have missed just as much beauty.
Ash had tasted powerless despair many times, but not once had he missed