Banished From The Hero's Party Light Novel นิยาย & เรื่องราว

The worst thing; no one from heaven descended to aid them this time. After a decade of hopelessness and complete surrender, Heroes rose from various origins—holding on to their own intentions. They, who dared to scream in the middle of the conjurers' blissful singing, dared to steal the scripture from the wicked creatures who were granted the power to overwrite their destinies — concluded themselves victorious thereon.

He added "Please. I promise I won't ask you again" He exhaled loudly, "Alright. There is a place where hellions live. It's called Caligo which means darkness. The people who are not fit for any hell or the traitors are banished there. They do dark magic for a living. And I am sure they will know what went wrong with Fang" A shiver racked through my body at those words. I knew some of the stuff because of the books I read while being stuck in the room. There were no specific details but they did say that a place exists where darkness is worshipped. Hearing it from Lukas made it even more real.

I give her a small smile and watch as she walks over to her clothes bag. I look back out the window for a moment, silently saying my goodbyes to this city, knowing I'll probably never see this place again. I've been here my whole life, but there's nothing here for me anymore. I'll start a new life with Misty far away from here where no one is after me. (((((The First chapter have been put up for the 4book The Banish Alpha Redemption. It will be the 2nd book to Brandon and Misty story and, their new life as rogues.

Penny, they wrote, had been frail and lost for years, while I, the imposter who had taken her place, had no right to feel wronged for spending five years as a slave. Forcing Penny to kneel and apologize? Utterly disgraceful! Luna Felicia’s letter was the final nail in the coffin. She severed all ties with me, declaring that I was no longer her daughter and forbidding me from ever returning to Midnight Ridge Pack. Alpha Kenelm, in turn, held a press conference to publicly disown me. I read the bulletin in silence—then tossed it into the fireplace. Smoke curled into the air, carrying away my years in Midnight Ridge Pack until nothing remained but ash.

“Since you’ve decided to keep up this farce, I’ll give you what you truly deserve.” “Wh-What are you—” “Sylphiette,” he spat my name with so much venom, that I shuddered, barely recognizing the man in front of me. The man I’d always loved. “You are hereby banished from this pack, and you are not to be seen anywhere near the allied packs’ borders. Understood?” In other words, he was telling me to die. This was a death sentence in and out of itself. If I couldn’t stay in any of our allied packs—they’d surely be notified of this—then there were no other options for me.

It eats me up from the inside out and shatters my soul. I left my soulmate to die. That's all that rings in my thick, dark skull. My mind unleashed a reinforcement of pain. Revealing once again, the very moment Johan condemned me for being a warlock as if I chose my fate. “You're a bastard… a worthless abomination… You’re banished from the Crescent, and I condemn you to death.” I remember those words clearly. It all feels like yesterday. I remember how I wandered like an animal in the woods after I escaped and ran all my years for my life.

"I will not be your mistress. I am ready to accept the consequences." Something flickered in his eyes, something I could not name. "Take her to the border at dawn," he ordered. "Banish her. If she returns, kill her on sight." The door slammed. I pressed my forehead to my knees and laughed. Banishment. Not death. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad. But Liora's final whisper echoed in my mind: "Run fast, handmaid. My friends will be waiting beyond the border." "I remember," I said finally. "I remember everything. The cell. Darius's offer. Liora's threat. The way Luna Seraphine slapped me and called me a treacherous thing."

“ Loud gasps run across the clearing, the wind howls and the moon watches us like a spectator. I wish the moon goddess will take me. End my pain… please. My body got weaker as moments passed, I had no idea what the undead land was, but I do now. I still remember Cora's smirk as I was thrown into the portal Alpha Vesper had casted with his blood. Since then, I have been stumbling around in the biting cold. Maybe it's been days, months or… years. I don't know. All I know is that this is hell.