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[FATE] OP Demon King Across Multiverse!

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Ryuu was summoned to another world by the goddess, believing he would fulfill the role of a hero destined to save the land. But instead of standing at the forefront, he found himself as nothing more than a cheerleader, a mere attendant to the so-called chosen hero. However, fate took an even crueler turn. In order to obtain the legendary Holy Sword, said to be capable of slaying the Demon King, the so-called "hero" decided that Ryuu himself would make the perfect sacrificial material for forging the blade. Standing before the blazing furnace meant to consume him, Ryuu sneered. "If you love dancing to fate’s tune so much, then go dance yourself!" If this world was cruel enough to cast him aside, then he would no longer play by its rules. If they wished for a Demon King to rise—so be it. He would take the throne himself and crush the so-called hero beneath his feet. "Come forth, my family—let's welcome our dear hero properly!" Artoria Alter (Black Saber): "Master, my sword is yours, and your fate is bound to mine." Esdeath: "Before my power, the world itself will freeze." Tokisaki Kurumi: "Ara, ara~ since my darling insists, how could I refuse such a delightful invitation?" Accelerator: "Tch. Sorry, but you're standing in my way."
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