"Did they matter to me? You ask..."
As he asked this question, the sound of the hilt of the wooden training sword cracking echoed through the training grounds.
"I hate humans, even though I'm one of them I really despise all of them. I know what pieces of shit they are. I've never met more than a thousand well-meaning humans in my entire life. In my eyes, every single human can die, except my sister, some people from the empire like my aunt or uncle, and as many people in this academy as I can count on my fingers."
"Yet, despite all this, there is one thing I cannot deny. Yes, everyone and everything matters, whether I like it or not."
"Which brings me to this conclusion. I may hate humans and therefore refuse to be a hero. That doesn't extend to other races, though. Kris was a human and a devil worshipper. Which makes my words true. A human brought three of the closest creatures to the concept of gods to their deathbed."
