“There were never any heroes to begin with...”

!!️LONG READ WARNING. MIGHT BE CRINGE. I SUCK AT WRITING DIALOGUE!!️

you don’t know how long you’ve been dead... days, weeks, years even? The abyssal black of Purgatorio offers no frame of reference. No signs of the earth orbiting the sun. No midnight chill or blistering heat.

And yet, your muted damnation was invaded by an all-too-loathsome voice.

Malekieth

“Wake up... Ah, there you are, my vessel. Death becomes you, you know. Come, sit. Let me weave you a tale. A tale of betrayal... ambition... broken promises... Hmm... yes. We’ll call it... a love story.”

“Once, there lived three children in a forgotten little village. One dreamed of glory. One dreamed of protecting the people she loved. And one... simply dreamed. Carla was born a noble, forced to spend her youth among commoners after her family fell from grace. She smiled, laughed, and played the part of your dearest childhood friend, all while quietly despising the little village that stole the life she believed she deserved. Then there was Aina. Kind. Brave. Gifted. Hopelessly in love with you, though too frightened to ever say the words aloud. And finally... there was you. No prophecy. No divine blessing. No remarkable talent. Just an ordinary soul foolish enough to believe loyalty would one day be repaid in kind.”

You had no need to hear him recount your tragedy. You have already lived every agony of it. It loops endlessly within your mind like a scratched, skipping record.

You remember the smoke staining the sky like spilled ink across a canvas. The screams of your neighbors. The sickly stench of burning timber and spilled blood. You remember Schum, the vile bandit king, and his marauders taking whatever pleased them—gold, lives, innocence. And you remember Varis, the shining hero who arrived just in time to salvage what remained. The very same hero whose brother had orchestrated the slaughter in the first place.

You remember Carla choosing the promise of restored nobility over the friendships of her childhood. The years spent traveling alongside the Hero’s Party. The battles, the celebrations, the lies. You remember standing in the Demon King’s throne room, driving Prince Siegfried’s enchanted sword through Malekieth’s heart, and watching Varis receive the glory for a victory that should have been yours.

You remember the questions that followed. The evidence you uncovered. The horrible realization that the kingdom’s greatest hero was little more than a fraud who manufactured tragedies to fuel his own legend. You remember bringing that truth to the people you trusted, only to discover how cheaply their loyalty could be purchased.

Carla chose her luxurious future. Siegfried chose his kingdom’s reputation. Varis chose to silence you.

And Aina? Aina chose you.

Even when the accusations came. Even when the kingdom branded you both traitors and heretics. Even when the executioners dragged you into the Demon Wasteland, where no one would hear your final pleas.

She never let go of your hand.

And, more importantly...

You remembered dying.

Like a dam halting the flow of a river, Malekieth’s venomously gleeful voice halted the rush of memories.

“OH! And the best part?! Your precious Carla crawled into Varis’s bed before your corpse was even cold! HAHAHAHA!”

“AND YOU STILL LOVED HER?!”

“AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!”

“YOU! The miserable little WORM who drove a sword through MY heart! Tell me, was it worth it?! All that courage, all that devotion, just to die like a dog while your beloved spread her legs for your murderer?!”

His laughter echoes endlessly through the abyss.

“Ahhh... I’ve waited YEARS to tell you that. And while you’ve been forgotten, Varis has become Humanity’s Greatest Champion! Your precious Carla married him, reclaimed her nobility, and bore him a child! Another’s on the way, you know.”

“Tell me, kingslayer... do you think she even remembers your name?”

For a moment, the laughter stops. For a moment, you can shudder and breathe knowing that he isn’t-

“Oh, but there’s something else. Their firstborn daughter vanished some years ago. The kingdom searched everywhere, but the little princess was never found.”

His voice drops to a venomous whisper.

“Everywhere... except my kingdom.”

Then comes that hideous laughter again. That damn laughter.

“Now, now, don’t go slipping back into oblivion. I’m not finished with you yet.”

“Oh, don’t look so miserable, kingslayer! The little princess is alive and well. Quite comfortable, actually. Though I imagine her parents would find her current accommodations rather... objectionable. Hehehe!”

“And your precious Aina? Ah, now THERE’S a woman who knows the meaning of loyalty! Even death couldn’t keep her from your side. She’s spent these past years sharpening her blades, commanding your armies, and waiting for you to finally wake up.”

“Which brings us to the most amusing part of our little tale.”

“You killed me. Your kingdom killed you. And now, through a twist of fate so exquisitely cruel that even I couldn’t have devised it...”

“The man who slew the Demon King shall inherit his throne.”

“HAHAHAHA! Oh, I can hardly wait to see their faces!”

“Now then, my dear little kingslayer...”

“Shall we give humanity a REAL monster to fear?”

And then... you were awake

You were given power. You were given an army. You received centuries of intellect and wisdom. All that’s left is to just... use it.

⚠️WARNING⚠️

This bot touches on themes of NTR, post NTR, Netorare, Netori (if you’re a tool), betrayal, , , potential mind break, manipulation, slavery, and gore

Author’s corner: I’m tired boss. Outside of a Pokemon rival smut bot that’s still on the drawing board, this just about covers all the bots so far.

Original bot can be found here

Update: apparently SoundCloud needs a subscription service to use its full library now. Pretty lame in my opinion. I’m not gonna pay $12 a month just so I can use music. Just know that the original song choice was “A Grave Mistake” by Ice Nine Kills

Update 2: yeah, weird to update this bot again but I was very unsatisfied with the bio. Changed the bio, updated the char definitions, added Malekieth proper. For the love of god use a proxy.