Seconds ago, victory was creeping to High Lord Ursa's side.
Many fell throughout the Purgation Duel, but victory was going to be theirs.
Pride, triumph, excitement—many emotions flooded into their bodies as, after being pitted against many powerhouses, enemies that weren't any lesser than them, they came out on top. For those threading the path of power, nothing could beat the feeling of winning against a powerful opponent.
It was a testament to their existence.
After growing stronger and stronger throughout the years, their efforts were once tested again.
And they prevailed.
But as the years passed in a blur, Diamantona and High Lord Ursa had forgotten something crucial.
Both had forgotten the strongest wills of all.
Emperors and kings grew stronger for their throne. Geniuses grew stronger because it was their destiny to be a cut above the rest. People who came from the very bottom, however, grew stronger because that was the only way for the universe to listen to them.
