CHAPTER 40

Translator : Cuties Editor : WilsonWilson

When I turned over the card in front of me, I saw a future that was different from before.

The Commanders previously white card was changed to glory, and Evans card, where the Death God constantly haunted, was turned into victory. It was the result of finding the key that held the future and reversing their fate. With their fate reversed, the situation around them had changed. Even the warriors future changed because the witch had managed to change the warriors present time.

But thats not enough. As long as the world did not change, so long as the opportunity did not come, the glory of the warrior would still be desired. Although the commanders fence protected Evan from the God of Death, his future was not so bright, considering the worlds neglect of the truth.

Thats why he needed methe witch who will turn the warrior into a hero.

I pressed the hat I was wearing down to cover my face and moved on. Opening the door, I walked through the endless passage of darkness and was greeted by a large space. This was a place filled with darkness, no different from the tower of the witch. A place where people dressed similar to me stood in their designated areas.

As I walked past them, everyone bowed their heads and became polite.

I climbed across the empty space onto the platform. There was a large statue in the room shaped like a nine-tailed beast. It was a statue of a dark divinity called Umbra, the ruler of Shadows, who was worshipped by those who stood before me. This room was the last remaining gathering place of Darkness. It was also the source of all things to begin.

Its time.

People raised their heads when I opened my mouth. Their glistening eyes were revealed under their down pressed hats.

Weve been waiting for a long time. This deep grudge has been hidden in the dark. Its their turn now. They will pay for their sins.

I looked through the shining eyes in the dark and continued to talk.

They who disturb us shall close their eyes in the deep darkness.

At the end of what I said, people disappeared one by one. They seemed to be swallowed by the darkness, scattered like a black fog. They turned into Shadows and permeated through the floor. Born in the dark and disappeared into the dark.

I remained alone and muttered, looking up at Umbras statue.

The world will be enveloped in darkness.

For them to crave light.

The darker it is, the brighter the sun shines.

The fairy tale of the warrior had just begun.

T/N : final chapter of V2. Authors note -> the end of the trapped witch raising the warrior arc.