Reincarnated as a failed hero?! Watch me Defy Fate!

I had done it.

My katana had cleanly sliced Xir in half. His demonic body, now split into two grotesque pieces, collapsed limply onto the battlefield. The sheer impact of the attack had taken him completely off guard. It was a clean, decisive strike — one that even he didn’t realize had already sealed his fate.

Across the ruined battlefield, I saw King Aslan frozen in place. His eyes wide in disbelief, mouth agape as though he had just witnessed a miracle.

Of course he was shocked — the demon he and his knight-level warriors, even those at the esteemed EX-Rank, couldn’t bring down, I had felled with a single movement.

And I understood why.

This strength coursing through me... was beyond anything normal. I had transcended. I had achieved Limit Break, having surpassed Level 101. That alone pushed me beyond Knight Rank EX — I had entered an uncharted realm of power. My swordsmanship was now beyond even Legend Hero Swordmaster, and my magic rivaled the High Saint Mages of history.

The human kingdom’s metrics of strength could no longer measure me. My power had become... absurd. Illogical. Godlike.

I turned to King Aslan, smiled slightly, and spoke gently, "You should go to Arsene. Let him tend to your wounds — they’re deeper than you think."

But the king didn’t move. He pointed toward Xir’s broken body with a look of dread still painted on his face.

"Is... is it over? Has the demon truly been slain? That can’t be... That monster wasn’t someone who could be defeated so easily..."

I shook my head solemnly. No, it wasn’t over. Not yet.