Summary: The real treasure is the violence we committed along the way-

A hero's journey was said to be a holy mission; A quest full of treasures, noble deeds, and endless wonders. All for the purpose of defeating the demon lord. Blue had accepted the task for the honor of his hometown- to bring back the peace after so many heroes from their village had failed the quest. However, once setting out with his assigned companions, Blue couldn't be less impressed.

He quietly sat on the edge of a town's decorative central fountain, watching the supposed chosen heroes destined to fight alongside him.

"LET ME BUY YOUR FRUIT!" Ink yelled, tossing a handful of gold at a poor merchant's face.

Blue's gaze drifted over to the right, where he witnessed a yellow-adorned skeleton chasing a local logger with an axe.

"THE TREES OF THIS VILLAGE WILL BE HARVESTED FOR FIREWOOD NO LONGER!" Dream declared, tossing the weapon at the unfortunate soul running away from him.

Blue hung his head in shame, voice muffled by his hands as he wondered, "Is this why all the other heroes gave up and joined the demon lord?"