Chapter 0 : Return “This is impossible… This can’t be real!” A weary old man with gray hair, known in the world as the ancient archmage, Makarov Elliot, spoke. “How could a human possibly… a being from the Netherworld…” “Old men always say that.” In general, nothing in the world is impossible. There are only things ...
Chapter 0 : Return “This is impossible… This can’t be real!” A weary old man with gray hair, known in the world as the ancient archmage, Makarov Elliot, spoke. “How could a human possibly… a being from the Netherworld…” “Old men always say that.” In general, nothing in the world is impossible. There are only things that people believe to be impossible. Whoosh. “Is that all you’ve got to show?” The mark of the Netherworld, something that can only be handled by someone who is the closest to death in any world. A symbol of the god of death. I pointed at the mark of the Netherworld floating in the air and grinned. “You… you’ve already deviated from the path of humanity. Do not disrupt the natural order of the world any further! You know this isn’t a power granted to humans!” “Of course, I stop
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