Most Powerful Entity in Academy-Chapter 82: Despair

Despair; it is having the remedy right in front of you, perhaps, but not having the time to find it.

Despair is not an unanswered, barren wilderness.

The real obstacle is the life that continues outside...

The real obstacle is the life that gives you no passage, ignores you, and swallows you whole.

It is easy to accept when there is nothing you can do.

True despair is asking yourself, "Did I really do my best?" Because true despair is letting the remedy slip through your fingers just when you had grasped it.

Sometimes, you must kill to live.

Sometimes, to survive, you must kill the love within you before it kills you.

Despair is when the cure you seek is right there, yet you lack the time to reach it.

This is exactly what I was feeling; no one remembers what happened.

Except for Artemis and Fenrir...

They refused to explain that day, but from what I know, Aurelia had controlled Fenrir and destroyed Arcadia.

That’s why Artemis was covered in blood when I found her. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Why am I dealing with such shitty things?

Even I was asking myself this.

The academy was about to go on mid-term break.

Everyone was laughing and having fun.

I feel cheated; I feel ashamed... Ashamed because I’ve been telling myself "I did my best" until now.

I don’t even know the answer to this question.

Why?

Why am I bound to such a world?

Why, despite everything, am I still hopeful?

Would everything be fixed if I cut ties with others?

I don’t know, but what I do know is that I am too much of a coward to do it.

A man who has been wronged closes himself off to avoid being wronged again, until he can no longer feel anything, even if he wants to.

Once you’ve been wronged, the hardest thing is to believe in yourself again.

A man who has been cheated isn’t just angry; he is ashamed—ashamed that he allowed it all to happen.

He decides to be "evil" not out of injustice, but to cover his shame.

He plunges his dagger into the hopes of others because he is afraid to hope for himself.

The real injustice isn’t betrayal; it is using betrayal to shut out the light, to murder hope.

Until life lends you its own breath again, until you dare to look in the mirror once more.

Now, everyone is waiting for their loved one to come to them.

Everyone believes happiness is their right.

Everyone wants their reward after all that pain.

But in this story, who truly deserves to be happy in the end?

Being right isn’t always enough.

Can it happen? Despite everything, despite the giants who crush the weak, can there be small miracles in life?

Will the tiny warriors, armed with nothing but their kindness, finally find the happiness they deserve?

This time, you want everyone to get what they deserve.

This time, you want one of them to die and the other to be saved...

This was the summary of what Raul felt!

He killed his own hopes and the hopes of others.

He saw happiness as his right, but did he really deserve it?

The old Raul inside him wants to be the "Evil Raul."

Because when he looks in the mirror or talks to his loved ones, those old memories don’t allow it; feelings of mistrust and anxiety were eating him alive from the inside.

"Raul, what are you thinking about again?"

Artemis gave Raul’s shoulder a light nudge.

But Raul looked at Artemis: "Just... you look more beautiful today."

"Pfft," Artemis giggled a little.

I am not the master of shadows; I am merely the watchman of a lantern whose light has gone out.

While seeking justice, I became injustice itself.

Even if I wash the blood from my hands, the stain on my soul remains.

While waiting to be the hero of a fairy tale, I turned into a monster in someone else’s story.

Whom did I wrong the most? Those who tried to save me, or that stranger in the mirror?

The joyful voices coming from the academy hallways were in stark contrast to his dark thoughts.

The excitement of mid-term break, the approaching warm meals, and the warmth of family...

For Raul, these were just distant echoes.

He lived in a cold prison of his own making, in a cell where he acted as his own jailer.

Perhaps what he called injustice was not a gift of fate, but a direct result of his own choices.

It is said that when a man becomes the very thing he fled from, he commits the greatest betrayal against himself.

Where righteousness is silenced, only a profound void remains, echoing with a cold acceptance.

With every injustice endured, a person tears down their inner city of light, stone by stone.

As Albert Camus once suggested, a person is not fully human unless they share the suffering of others; yet the moment they drown in their own pain, the world becomes a prison for them.

This prison is not made of stone walls or iron bars; it is a mental dungeon where hope is deliberately executed, and compassion is regarded as a weakness.

Perhaps the true tragedy is not the misfortunes that befall a soul, but the fact that after those misfortunes, that soul can never look at the world the same way again.

While the wounded spirit dons darkness as armor in the name of survival, it commits the greatest injustice against itself.

In a world where light is rejected, the victor is not always the darkness, but the silence that adapts to it and consents to fade away.

(Don’t forget to comment and leave a review for me. I love all of my readers. But when they are not reacting, that makes me sad too... ahem, this Chapter is about after aurelia ataccking the Academy City.

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