[ WP ] A villian who thinks he 's a hero realizes he 's the villian . What is he thinking ?

Why do n't they understand? 
 
 Sure, this is fun. I can agree with them on that point. Finally getting to put on the armor, pick up the sword, and go out adventuring is like a dream come true... but it is n't our world. Our world is somewhere else. Where we were born and raised. Where our families live. Where we met each other. Is n't that important? 
 
 We came to this world by accident. When we read that book and it transported us here, I was terrified. All my friends were gone, replaced with these strange creatures I could n't recognize. What if I never saw them again? When I finally found them and told them I wanted to go home, they looked at me like I was crazy. `` Why would I want to go home?'' they asked me. `` I have everything I've ever wanted here. We're heroes now!'' 
 
 Even if this world is wonderful. Even if we can be heroes here... this is n't our world. We do n't belong here. These are n't our wars to fight. How can we decide what's right in a world we ca n't understand? Besides, I'm not even sure this world is real... what if we're all just dreaming? Do n't we need to wake up? 
 
 I could n't figure out how to do that, though. Nothing I tried brought me any closer to going home... then I found the first one. I was n't sure what to do at first. This thing calling itself a `` guardian'' attacked me with no explanation. It was n't until after I beat him that he explained the World Pillars. He said they hold the world together, and that when they were all gone a `` new world would be revealed''. Before I even had a chance to think about it, the pillar he'd been guarding shattered right before my eyes. 
 
 I was happy, though. I'd found a way we could all go home together. Once again, though, no matter how much I talked to my friends they all said I was crazy for wanting to go home. I just ca n't understand it. No matter how much fun this place is, it's just pretend... and we have to face what's real... do n't we? 
 
 But... if this world is real... what happens when the last pillar breaks? What happens to the people who belong here? Do they go to a new world? Do they... disappear? I do n't see how this world could be real. There's no way it could be anything but a storybook... but... can I take that risk...? 
 
 My friends have been looking worried lately when I talk to them. Like they're scared to go back home. Home is n't scary. It is n't sad. It's where we belong... right? 
 
 I just want to go home. Do n't you, Mewt?
