by nuremuzahid
Death is the end for all.But not for Wulfric.After living for 800 years, turning the entire world into an enemy, reaching the threshold of the deepest secrets of magic — he died. At the hands of his enemies. On a path of his own making.But death did not finish him.He came back.In his 15-year-old weakened body. In a slum. 800 years ago.No strength. No wealth. No allies.There is only — 800 years of memories. 800 years of experience. And a goal that even death could not erase.Now he knows where he went wrong.Now he knows how to move forward.This time no one can stop him. Wulfric is not angry. He is not even annoyed.He is just — skilled.To him, people are wealth. Emotions are weakness. And patience is the greatest weapon.If necessary, he can grease the feet of his archenemy for years — if it helps him even one percent on the way to his goal.He can burn down an entire city if necessary — if he can get something useful from the ashes.He's not a hero. He's not a villain.He's just — Wulfric. But this world isn't easy either.The smiling Viscount who shelters children at Voss Mansion — actually steals their Mana Hearts to extend his own life.The politician who talks about justice — is actually addicted to the game of power.The city that looks peaceful — is rotting beneath.Everyone in this world is a hypocrite.And the most dangerous person in a hypocrite's world is the one who knows everyone is a hypocrite. This is a story of gaining power.But not only that.This is the story of a man — who, despite living for 800 years, still doesn't understand that it takes another lifetime to understand some things.This is a story of calculation. A story of patience. And a story of that moment — when even the most cold-hearted person stops. "If I have to burn an entire city to the ground to achieve my goal — I will not hesitate for a moment."— Wulfric
