I Enrolled as the Villain

Morning came too early.

I stood at the edge of the training ground, eyes heavy, breath thin in the cold air.

I’ve been following everything you said, Kael.

Every stance. Every pause. Every word.

I repeated your instructions until my hands bled. Until the weight of the blade felt like a part of me.

But still...

Why?

Why can’t I do it?

You said it needed feeling. That rejection gives the sword weight.

So I searched.

I dug into the deepest corners of myself memories I never let surface.

The locked door.