{Chapter 2} The Mastermind Who Makes the Strong Tremble Without Lifting a Finger…
I love beautiful things.
More specifically, I love myself. Because I am beautiful.
You could search the whole world and likely never find a man as handsome as I. And it’s not just the face; my physical beauty is also magnificent…!
“But, the sword is even more beautiful.”
I lived my days being healed by the sight of my own reflection in the mirror. Though, to be fair, simply staring was only enough to satisfy me until I was fifteen.
That was the day—I encountered it. The … Read the rest
