Overlord

Even before the humanoid lent to control mana, before even the great giants, beasts have always innately been able to do so, whether on impulse or instinct, scientists are still trying to know. However, one thing is a fact, beasts pose a threat to civilization established, and if the gyn and elves refuse to act up, they might crumble at their hands. – Beast Theory, scholar Zhang

"Who are you, really?" Eloise asked the sitting Adrian.
"Just a noble boy who likes reading." Adrian smiled at her.
"What was that thing you summoned?" Eloise asked another question, realizing Adrian's unwillingness to answer the first.
"Valhalla? You could call it a dream that woke." Adrian answered again.
"You have no aura, but you do things even a mage can't." Eloise said.
"What is scarier; something that exists beyond understanding or something that shouldn't exist at all… I'm Adrian and that is who you should know me to be."
"I know you as Eloise Carter, that is why I ask not of your true origin. You are something that shouldn't exist I understand you, so do so to me too." Adrian said.
"Fine." Eloise nodded, sensing the hidden implications of his words. Her hair begun glowing, then she rose to the sky and disappeared.
"I have a task for you to fulfill." Adrian called. Valhalla walked out from the shadows and bowed.
" A beast bothers our Wilbert domain; I was too lazy to take care of it." Adrian said. "Take care of it for me, will you? It's just a beast, nothing more"
"Yes master." Valhalla nodded and unfurled its wings, taking to the skies.
…
"Mom." Eloise called out to her mom as she reentered the hall. She looked around but couldn't identify her dad.
"Oh, the representatives on the Heads went in for a meeting." Sue said. She then squinted her eyes, observing her daughter's distraught expression.
Eloise narrated everything to her mom who listened with a solemn gaze.
"We've always known there were things bigger than us in this world, but him… he's different."
"I guess he is like us." Sue said. "I'll ask Old Lue when we get home, maybe she knows what he is."
"Hmm."
The main event ended peacefully, the heads and reps were asked to stay behind.
A while ago…
"Why do I even bother though. The whole town gives me nothing I need so why do I care about that beast?" Adrian turned quiet, lamenting about his purpose and motivation.
<<Does the quiet shepherd care about his flocks?>>
"I don't care about them; I don't care about anyone." But his words didn't feel like his; he wished he could just disappear from existence.
The beast, it posed no risk to him nor his family, he had all the power in the world yet he sent Valhalla out.
<<Why do you care?>> The Old Fool asked, almost mocking him.
Adrian's fingers twitched as the mocking voice of the Old Fool echoed in his mind. The question was simple, but it had a weight that dug deep into him, like a sharp splinter in his thoughts.

"Why do I care?" he repeated aloud, the words feeling foreign on his tongue.

He leaned back against the cold glass of the window, staring out into the world that felt more distant by the second. "I don't. I don't care about anything. Not the beast, not the town. Nothing."

But the more he spoke, the more a gnawing emptiness spread inside of him. The words felt hollow, like a shell of a person who was trying desperately to believe the lies. His hand dropped from the window, and he turned, pacing restlessly around the room.

The silence was suffocating. He was alone, and yet, there was something pulling at him, something outside of his control.

"Do you really think you can escape it all?" The Old Fool's voice was low now, but it carried a sense of inevitability. "You can't run from what you are. And you can't run from those who are like you."

Adrian shook his head, trying to silence the voice. He didn't want to hear it. He didn't want to think about it. But deep down, he knew it was true.

"Shut up," Adrian muttered, clenching his fists.

But even as the words left his lips, he knew there was no easy escape.

"You're too far gone for that." The Old Fool's voice was almost a whisper now. "You will have to face what you truly are. Whether you like it or not."

Adrian stopped in his tracks, his breath catching in his chest. The weight of those words hung heavy in the air, and for the first time, Adrian felt the crushing reality of them. His past, his identity—it was all tangled in ways he couldn't untangle. And now, it seemed that whatever path he chose, it would eventually lead him to something he wasn't ready to face.
<<You are an overlord, and you can't run from yourself or others like you>> The Old Fool concluded.
"So, I should take helm of my world." Adrian smiled and looked up to the starry night sky.
"Yup, I'm gonna be the overlord even if I have to pretend." Rain begun falling.