There were many names for the silver-haired boy.
Vaelith Noctis. A hero of olden times. The ruler of space. The Greedy Hero. And many more.
Vaelith was a hero in his past life—one of the few with a wonderful control over space element. But he lived for himself, unlike other heroes who lived to save others.
The god he served wasn't actually averse to his thinking either since he was the hero of a destruction god, and the god he served didn't care about anything as long as he caused destruction.
In his past life, Vaelith did all he wanted. No matter what kind of task it was, as long as it got him excited, he would do it.
He created an empire for himself to rule over. In that empire, his words were everything, but his desire didn't diminish. He wanted more. He wanted the world.
That wish, however, later turned into the reason for his demise because he tried to conquer something he shouldn't even have tried to go close to.
He had tried to take over Originveil Academy.
