Novel & Cerita Hero I Quit A Long Time Ago

I was still the talented young man untainted by the scandal at this point. And I also struck a deal with a company and helped them out with their tech. Every month, I made a lot of money from my side hustle. I took a shower and hopped into bed, but my mind was still combing out my past life. Though Yvonne was the one who orchestrated everything up to my death, Dick Woody was the one who gained the most. I searched my friend list. He was on it, and I added him back on onboarding day. He updated his status the day before. The campus' lab stood behind him. He was making a peace sign beside a robot model. The caption read, 'Finally. I'm almost done.'

Hero said sadly. "You, you meant, umm, you haven't had umm sex with other since I left?" surprised Shasha. "Yes, that's why I got excited and angry when I saw you. I can't hold myself any longer," Hero blurted out honestly. "Oh," Shasha amused reply. "Are you laughing at me?" Hero said, staring at Shasha who was secretly delighted in her heart. "NO, No. I'm just surprised as I thought you were already cured," she exclaimed.

Hazel-gold ice shards in my eyes. “I told you. Don’t touch the fragment alone.” My voice was a clinical scalpel. “Look at your arm. Scarred for a piece of obsidian. Do it again and I'll lock you in the sub-level myself. You aren't a hero, Leo. You're a liability.” He flinched. Sapphire eyes wide with raw, childish hurt. The gold cracks dimmed. My cold tone worked. He set his small jaw. Stubborn. Just like the limping man behind me.

She expected tears. There were none. Expected anger. Nothing. Only a strange quiet. As if something inside her had finally stopped fighting reality. From Sebastian's office came the sound of laughter. Warm. Easy. Unburdened. She closed her eyes briefly. Five years. Five years of loyalty. Five years of showing up first and leaving last. Five years of convincing herself that patience meant something. The cursor blinked. Waiting. Her hand moved toward the submit button. Then her phone lit up. The screen illuminated the desk.

A second later, he stared sharply at me. “Don't tell me you bullied him?” I had no answer. My mouth went dry. “It was just a stupid prank. Honestly, it wasn't just me. There were several other people, and it looks like Eron wants revenge on me now,” I said dejectedly. Vallen let out a long sigh. “Then let's go there. We can't let Anna get hurt because of some man from your past.” Putting those feelings aside, Vallen and I headed to the address Eron had given me. It was an old building near Greatany High School. The building had been abandoned for years, and I had heard that it was going to be demolished soon.

"Sorry, what did you say?" He straightened up and looked at me, his gaze gentle yet restrained. "My name is Will Chapman. Ten years ago, at the skating club, you helped me." Was he the boy I'd helped in that fight? Will Chapman? The name sounded so familiar. I dug through my memories of what happened ten years ago and asked him a few questions. He answered them one by one, then finally asked me, "Do you want revenge? I can help you. I can make them disappear from this world."

"My daughter's biological father was a war hero!" "A war hero?" Miriam blocked our path. "You say he's a hero—who's going to believe that?" She stepped closer, almost right in our faces. "I'd advise you to drop this. Save your energy and start reconsidering your options. Some schools just aren't meant for certain people." Mom's hands were shaking with rage. "What business is it of yours? What we do is our own business!" Miriam let out a scoff and brushed past us. But as her bodyguards followed, one of them deliberately shoved Mom—hard. She tumbled down the wet steps, landing in a heap on the soaked pavement.

A column of flames shot into the air. The fire burned everything away. … The AI-written tragedy had finally come to an end. Truth be told, I still didn't understand how I was rewarded by that eerie countdown and voice. There was no earth-shattering change. I didn't acquire a superpower. I also wasn't transported to a different world. When I regained consciousness and opened my eyes again, I realized that my "story" had been recorded in the novel that was open on my phone, sparing no details. I shared the same name as the male lead of the novel—Connor Graham.

" At that point, I didn't want to hear another word. After asking the campsite owner to make sure Preston got his car keys, I turned and walked away from the campsite. When I got down the mountain, I started working on my resignation. I'd already handed over almost all of my work. The only thing left was to submit my resignation letter. I called home to let them know about my resignation. The phone rang for a long time before someone finally picked up. The background on the other end was so noisy that my mom's voice was practically drowned out. When she heard I was quitting, all she said was a hurried, "Stay safe. I'm busy right now, so let's talk another time."

Manish told and Anjali nodded "I know!" Anjali reliped and at that point she felt like she knew much about Arun "His father is against his passion" Manish told plainly and Anjali nodded her head again "Arun took his first step towards his passion a year ago and his father very cleverly destroyed it and..and indirectly I was the reason for it " Manish told and Anjali kinda looked shocked She knew something happened to his first step towards victory back then but she did not execpt Manish had part in it