Kill The Hero Light Novel Novels & Stories

Father “You have spilled enough blood, and I will stop you even if it takes everything within me; I am nothing like you” Your Perfect life was not so perfect, especially if you had to protect the girl you love against your father. Welcome to Dark honor. ”A quick death is more pleasurable than being in the presence of Lucifer Morningstar.”

“She knows this, right?” From the corner of my eye, I see a shirtless Sin march towards Luca. He stops when he is a foot away from the red-haired man. His sword of darkness materializes into his grasp, and he drives it through the man. A shocked gasp leaves my lips at how fast it happens. Without thinking, Sin kills Luca; the one who was supposed to be his brother. Luca’s face contorts into pain as he drops to the ground with the black sword sticking out of his chest.

Chapter 6 _Flower and the war_ "In the planet known as the earth, There was a boy that lost about himself. He does a lot of things to recover it. But everything that he has done just still can't make his wish come true. He was invited to join an organization even he is still young. The organization told him to show what can he do and show it to the public. But that boy just didn't have any strength to do it. Until one day, that boy meets with one girl. That girl was so happy when she saw that boy. They never meet each other before and they never thought of becoming friends. When that girl saw that boy was looking at her, She quickly runs away. That boy didn't know who is that girl, But his h

It was a version of Kael I didn't recognize, a version wearing the obsidian armor, holding a red pen like a spear. "The Critic," Kael whispered, his eyes unfocused. "It’s the part of me that thinks we don't deserve this. The part of the system that says the hero has to die for the story to matter." The armored Kael stepped forward, the red pen glowing. With one swift motion, he slashed at the cables connecting Kael to the world. The sky above us shrieked. A massive chunk of the amber field collapsed into the void. "Stop it!" I lunged at the armored shadow, my silver dagger meeting the red pen with a shower of sparks.

He instinctively waved his sword before pouncing forward once again. Clang! A bright light could be seen before Akio’s sword was snapped in half. “No!” Akio was trembling uncontrollably. The legendary Sword Saint was stumbling around the place with a face filled with utter fear. “Y-You can’t kill me!” “You cannot!” Akio exclaimed, his face awful. He quickly rolled to the side. “You’ll regret it if you kill me now!” “Oh? Is that so?” Harvey took a step forward and pointed his sword at Akio’s forehead.

They both calmed me down, but they also helped me feel alive, like they excited me. Only one royal was left who hadn’t yet shown up. The King of Darkness. It was hard to describe what I imagined. Nicolais and Sicca hadn’t exactly been open about describing him, and neither was there a description in the books I had read. And with the way Nicolais reacted when I mentioned him, I chose not to dabble further with fate and stopped asking questions.

His black hair surrounded a face that was both hauntingly gorgeous and completely brutal. Victor. He grinned, his eyes filled with hate. "You've proven to be quite the little warrior, haven't you?" But the game hasn't ended yet. Before I could react, he raised his palm, and the ground underneath me burst apart. I fell, and the world descended into darkness once more. Victor's voice followed me, icy and merciless. "Welcome to the last chapter, Kyara. Let's see how the narrative finishes."

"Here, I got this holy water from a reputable temple. Feed it to her, and she'll be healed immediately!" Watching her raise her hand to pour the "holy water" into Amy's mouth, my eyes widened. That bowl was the very thing that had killed my daughter in my previous life. Springing to my feet, I deliberately caught my slipper on the floor and crashed towards Mindy with all my might. "Ouch!" With a pained cry, Mindy lost hold of the bowl and it shattered against the floor with a loud crack, spraying the filthy liquid all over her pants.

She wanted the way his laugh loosened the tightness in her chest she hadn’t known was there. Saying no to this wasn’t saying no to him. It still felt like a kind of betrayal in her ribs. She sank into the chair, the wood creaking softly, and let the darker possibilities crawl in around the edges. Better to name them than pretend they didn’t exist. *Kael dead* came first because, of course, it did. Dead in some nameless pass, blood soaking Nightfang’s snow, cut down by a cultist or an old enemy or sheer, stupid bad luck. Nightfang’s council delivering the news with gravity, Blackmoon’s hall filling with candlelight and whispers.

I felt like that nine-year-old girl again, watching something beautiful get crushed. "Run, Sera!" Kieran shouted. He was bleeding. The creature’s claws had opened deep gashes in his chest. I looked at the way out. I could run. I could leave him here to die. He deserved it. He had spent ten years making me wish I was dead. He was the man who rejected me and called me a burden. But then, the air shattered. A blast of blue-white light hit the tunnel from the other side. The stone wall exploded. Alexei stood there, his sword glowing with the power of the Silvermoon line. Marcus was right behind him, his wolf form snarling at the shadows.