[ WP ] You are the one , the true hero chosen by the ancients ! However , the Ancients forgot one small details when they chose you ...

I am the one destined to save the world, at least that is what the powerful old man said. That wretched old man burned through my entire fortress to speak to me, and to top it off he called me *the* true hero! I mean, you have to admit, it seems a bit crazy to call the Demon King the one true hero. I would have executed him myself if not for the power emanating through him, that I dare not get near. It's as if the Ancients themselves got lazy this century around and just gave their blessing to whomever seems strong. Who whacked the Ancients on the head to give them the idea to give the one who has the power to destroy the world to save it? 
 
 Still, this title could prove quite useful. `` Are they all here?'' I asked my faithful general, Ishkov. 
 
 `` Your legions stand ready for your orders.'' He replied, with his harsh voice. 
 
 `` Excellent,'' I said with my famous crooked grin, `` Let us begin.'' 
 
 I stepped out onto the balcony and addressed my armies. `` I come bearing great news! As you may all know, I am the all-powerful Demon King. What you do n't know, is that I have recently received the blessings of the Ancients to be the one true hero.'' I heard some gasps among them and some jeers among my men. I continued unphased, `` That means we wo n't have anyone significant standing in our way! Without *the* hero, the whole world can go against us and will still be crushed miserably.'' One by one, as my speech continued, the jeers and mocks slowly turned into cheers and praise. Eventually, they all started chanting my name as one. 
 
 I closed my eyes and let my cruel mind bask in their cheer and in the power of my armies. Now then, the time has come, `` Forward! Leave no trace of our enemies behind. Burn them all! We march to their kingdoms and we shall conquer this world!'' I yelled, my voice booming, amplified by my dark magic. 
 
 Finally, the chance I had been waiting for. I would have never thought that the Ancients, who were tasked with protecting this realm, would give me their last salvation. Now all will burn by my hands. I turned back from the balcony into the looming dark corridors of my castle, cackling at the irony.
