There was a man who fought to protect the world. He lived for others, but unfortunately, he betrayed his friend. There was a man who lived for himself. He didn’t believe in others, but he believed in his friend. The product that was the combined culmination of the two men’s skills, knowledge, ambition, and tenacity—it has been poisoned since its birth. It contained hatred. It was probably from the men’s temperaments. It was subtly incomplete. 

Thus, there was no spare power. It couldn’t take on the greed of its new master. It couldn’t digest the insane dragon iron. The hatred deepened. Its master sighing over his own greed afflicted it. The cold metal rotted from the inside. 

It was a fact that no one knew. It wasn’t necessary to know it anymore. After finally digesting the insane dragon iron and achieving its master’s desire and greed, the hatred was resolved. The unknown story of a metal that no one knew was buried forever. It was the right ending. 

Braham opened his mouth. “Let me confess.” 

Silent without a mouth, apathetic without a heart. Greed, who had always been coldly and silently staying by its master’s side, responded to the voice it heard. It borrowed Raiders’ golden eyes and saw the silver-haired man that app...