All Master of 100 Floors

I was strong. So strong, in fact, that I could afford to be compassionate toward others. And that was a mistake. The guy over there, clutching his sword and sobbing? That's the one I gave up the Holy Sword for. The one over there, closing his eyes in escapism? That's the one I gave up the Ten-Thousand-Year Polygonum for. And then there are the countless other vermins. As a result of granting misplaced sympathy and mercy to those who lacked the qualification, humanity suffered a crushing defeat. So this time, everything is mine.