Chapter 151: Micheal

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"Silva, it doesn't really matter who you are. I still don't understand everything properly, but I know you are still the same person you've always been," Quin said. At this point, everyone had basically accepted Silva, but Michael suddenly stepped forward. "Traitors, all of you, siding with the enemy," he spoke. "Michael, this is Silva, the Silva you know," Aaron said. "And so what? I have sworn to myself that I'll rise to become like the heroes and destroy the demons and all races attached to them. Yet now you expect me to accept one like that? If I had known his true nature, I would have killed him long ago. There was only one reason I approached you, Silva: I felt that with you, I could rise high enough to battle the demon kings and fulfill my dreams," Michael said and walked towards Silva. "Michael, I am the same person. Race and status don't change who I am; you have to see me for who I am, not based on what you've been told," Silva said. "Told? Told? I wasn't told anything. When I was only eight, my brother was attacked by beast men. He hid me in the bushes before they came. They tore him limb from limb right before my eyes; his blood spilled before me, his shouts reaching my ears. I was frozen in fear, unable to do anything—I watched him get mutilated by those evil creatures!" Michael yelled. "And so what?" Silva snapped. "Do you know how many beast men are killed daily? How many fairies, spirits, magical beasts, and other races? Do you know the brutality that humans have put them through? No race is inherently good; you just happened to see the bad side of one. Do you think your sad story justifies hate against a whole group of races? Are you dumb? Do you think the world revolves around humanity? Do you feel I am less of a human because I have dragon blood in my veins? You carry a hypocritical stance and stand against me," Silva said. From the very beginning, he knew there was something off with Michael. He could never really see a real connection, and now the truth had shown itself. "Why didn't you kill me?" he asked. "Kill you? No, I can't kill a friend. I'll beat common sense into that dense head of yours until you give up," Silva said. "Don't mock me, Silva!" Michael charged again. "I'm beginning to think you are too stupid," Silva said before kicking Michael across the face, sending him flying again. The back-and-forth process kept happening. Michael would get hit, then come back again, and Silva would smack him down repeatedly. Finally, Michael couldn't take it anymore and gave up, but he refused to forgive or accept Silva. So, a portal was made for him to leave after Silva was begged to let him go. "Michael, it may have been short, but I appreciate the friendship we had," Silva said to the departing Michael. "You've made a mistake allowing me to leave here alive, Silva. I will inform the kingdom about you, and they will come for you. I'll make sure you die," Michael said. "Haha, Michael, you have no depth. Do you think you'll be special by doing all this? Do you believe you'll get some reward? I give your kingdom twenty-four hours to attack—that's the only time you'll be able to catch me off guard, because I'll be making plans after that. If you don't kill me in the next twenty-four hours, you will never get that chance again. Your time is ticking," Silva said, and Michael walked through the portal. --- Immediately after Michael appeared in the forest, he wanted to start running to the kingdom, but he saw Silva standing before him with a sword. Michael didn't know how to react, but before he could even react, his head was already flying in the air. The clone caught the head and burned it with Abyssal Flames; he did the same to the body, then vanished from there.

Chapter 151: Micheal

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