Finally, the others would learn Raze's story—not just his story, but that behind the Dark Magus.
They knew already, regardless of what would be said, that they would support Raze. They had made that decision multiple times throughout their journey.
He had saved all of their lives—from the orphanage, to the academy in the underground dungeon, to even at the Martial Arts Tournament when Murkel was willing to take all of their lives.
Maybe all of these things really were just stepping stones for Raze, but to them, it was part of their journey and life, and they wouldn't know what to do without him.
They weren't part of the Dark Faction or the Demonic Faction; they were part of the Dark Magus Faction.
"For my story, I will start at the beginning of my life in the world of Alterian, from when I was a child." Just as Raze had started his story, Han had a strange reaction.
His head quickly turned to the side, the tip of his earlobe twitching.
"I'm sorry, brother Raze," Han said. "Although I am interested in your tale of how you gathered such strength, it seems the two of us must go."
"Huh!" Fing said. "Both of us?"
Han was already heading to the door, and it felt like Fing had no choice but to follow. Those in the room just wanted them to hurry up and leave.
"I can't believe they would even say something like that," Alba complained. "This isn't the story of how Raze got stronger... it's the story of where his anger comes from…" Alba mumbled the last part to herself.
Now that everyone was ready, Raze continued his tale to them all. Just like he said, he started from the beginning, and he made sure not to leave a detail out.
He talked about how, as a child, a mage would frequently visit him, and how magic became the savior of his life.
From there, he researched magic, became a professor, grew older, and enjoyed his time.
Then, he explained how someone he thought was his friend had betrayed him for the principal position.
At each point in the story, the others wanted to talk to Raze, to stop and comfort him. But they didn't know how.
Some of them had lived hard lives, but Raze's story made theirs seem like nothing. The other issue was that the tales of sadness continued on.
After losing his job and losing himself, there was one person who had stayed by his side—his wife, Sabrina.
She had done everything to help him, and without her, he would have perished even sooner.
Then came the moment when Raze had witnessed her death, his pillar of support taken away from him.
What was important to note so far were the names of the Grand Magus that had been mentioned throughout the story.
The saddest part was that beyond his wife's death, there was more. He talked about the only friend he had made after, a man named Jake Dove, and how he had been taken from him too.
Moving on to the last part of his tale, he explained what linked all of the Grand Magus together, and how he had vowed to do whatever he could to get rid of them all.
The story of Jake was one that Raze didn't want to remember until he had at least gotten his revenge on that specific person.
When Raze finally finished his tale, everyone was left speechless. A few of the women were tearing up, and even Liam was wailing the most.
Still, no one said anything. How could they when they thought back to each of the horrors that occurred in his life?
While everyone was silent, Raze moved the sheet off himself. He noticed the blazer he was wearing.
"A gift from her, one she wasn't even able to give me herself," Raze commented, taking a deep breath as he sniffed the edge.
Due to the blazer's magical properties, it didn't need to be cleaned. It allowed him to self-heal, and the blazer itself would repair.
She had truly put everything she could into the blazer, and then Raze started to flicker Dark Magic around his hands. It quickly disappeared, and in its place, a book appeared in his hands.
He rubbed his finger against the indented bottom, in gold, that read the words 'Jake Dove.'
'I was never able to get a memento from you. I was too caught up in my revenge, and I never thought I'd be brought to another world .
'Yet somehow, in this world, I have obtained something that belonged to you.' Raze thought back to who had given him the book.
Of all people, Charlotte had handed it to him, thinking it was just a simple book of spells that would help him develop his magic, not knowing its true value to Raze.
'Himmy asked me to help her. It was his parting gift for helping me… I made that promise, and I should keep it.' Raze thought.
"What is this!" the Bloody woman said in his head. "Didn't you say you were the Dark Magus filled with hatred, ready to carve the world with blood? What happened to you? Have you turned into the Light Magus?"
Raze laughed at the taunts from the Bloody woman. They hardly affected him anymore.
'Opening up my heart, I've decided there are those I care about. It's no use lying to myself anymore.'
'But don't get me wrong—if the path to the Grand Magus is a bloody one, then so be it. And regardless of how these people see me in this room, I will do whatever it takes for them.'
Raze quickly put the book away. With his story complete, he knew he had to move on.
With his current strength and his breakthrough, he was now capable of taking out the Grand Magus.
At that moment, the door swung open, and to everyone's surprise, Han and Fing had returned.
"I'm sorry, but we have a message to deliver," Han said. "The head of the Neverfall Clan wishes to meet you."
This was what Raze had been waiting for. He wanted to meet Belil as well, and ask him about the location of the Golden Globe.