Raul POV :
Unicorns… they're my sworn enemies now.
I fucking hate them.
They can bend time — and yet, they're just damn horses with horns.
When I saw Iris again, she burst into tears.
I had gone back in time — to an era where the Demon God still roamed free, before he was sealed.
Damn horse…
It all started when I tried to help a little girl being chased by trolls.
Usually, when I help people, they never realize it's me doing it.
For example:
-A merchant about to go bankrupt suddenly finds a buyer.
-A sick mother recovers for her little daughter.
-Two lovers separated by fate reunite.
Just small examples… under the right conditions, and with time, fulfilling such wishes isn't difficult.
The people who see me tend to be… rotten ones, by my standards.
Anyways, Good and evil—who decides?
To the universe, those concepts are meaningless.
I may think of myself as evil, yet my soul still shines bright.
That leaves two possibilities:
-First, I'm actually a good person.
