"The next time we meet, I will win."
Ethan's declaration was firm and unwavering, and Will could clearly see the determination burning behind those words, along with a spark in his eyes that refused to be extinguished.
There was no arrogance in Ethan's voice, only stubborn resolve, the kind that refused to bend even when reality had just slapped him across the face.
To Will, it was the sound of a boy who had tasted defeat for the first time and decided to carve it into his future rather than run from it.
Inside Will's mind, the system reacted immediately.
Ugh!! So cringe.]
Will did not react outwardly, but internally, he sighed.
"I do not think that is cringe. I said something similar myself after I recovered memories of my past life. The only difference is that he is extremely shortsighted right now and does not understand that there are other things to aim for in this world than defeating someone."
