The Former Hero Wants To Live Peacefully Novels & Stories

He had little reason to doubt someone who had pledged loyalty to him. “Let’s hear it,” Zen nodded. “I won’t be surprised with what they have planned in mind.” Grimacing, the tall man wondered what Zen would do after knowing the latest move. “They want to reduce the population by ten in the next round. Map parts and treasure don’t matter. I thought I would tell you that since you have the hero disease.” Hero disease… It was painfully true. Zen mulled over it for a long time while keeping his hands busy. He couldn’t help his desire to help others in trouble, even if it did not lead to a good ending. This time, it was no exception.

The berserker decided to break it by turning to the hero. “So, what about you, hero?” he asked, “What are your plans?” “I am not sure yet.” The hero looked perplexed and they all know what the reason was, “I was given another shot at life after I thought that it was all over. I need to get to the capital first, and maybe talk to the people who gave me this second life.”

"No, he's not a hero!" Xiao Chen replied to the woman's question. Hearing Xiao Chen's answer, the woman frowned, feeling defeated by Xiao Chen's harsh response. The man had fought his entire life to protect lives that shouldn't have needed protecting. He had also lost his entire family, his siblings, and his lover right before his eyes. Even though he continued to fight, he ultimately died sacrificing himself to seal the alien creature in the void. He brought peace to the realm of the gods, although not as much as imagined because there were still remnants of the creature's subordinates here.

"Sofia, I need you to hear this. Whatever you've done, whatever you think you have to do... it doesn't make you unworthy of peace. You're still allowed to find happiness, even after all this." A broken laugh left me. "Peace isn't for people like me." "That's where you're wrong," he said firmly. "That's exactly who needs it most." My throat closed up, and I had no answer. After a moment, he cleared his throat. "I'm leaving the force. Retiring. After everything I've seen, after everything we've just been through... I don't want this fight anymore." I blinked, my tears slowing. "You're serious?" "As a heart attack," he said, his tone lighter now, trying to ease the sting. "I've got some years l

Yeah, say goodbye to her being your professor too, Hero! Hero AKA Bien is riding the elevator to the executive offices of a top military base within their city. He needs to speak with someone important enough to make mountains move within the government’s militia. Much as he hated leaving Lyra at the start of their “arrangement”, this was a vital move to make his future plans work. "Permission to enter, Sir!" The elderly man inside the spacious, impressive, and even intimidating military-themed room ignores his army greeting and salute.

"I envision a day when there will be no more wars or battles to conquer, a day when people can live freely without fear of oppression or persecution." She smiled at him, "Really? Who would have thought?" She joke despite what she was feeling. Hercules chuckled and said, "Yes, Audrey. I do. I dream of a day when there will be no more wars or battles to conquer. A day when peace will reign supreme and people will live in harmony with each other." Audrey looked up at him with a glimmer of hope in her eyes. "Do you think that day will ever come?" she asked. Hercules took a deep breath and looked out over the river. "I don't know," he said honestly. "But I have to believe that it will. Otherwise,

They stared at Lucas in horror only to see that Lucas' stunning face was still composed. "Thank you, your Honor. You're the best person in the entire world." The three of them were utterly joyous. They dared swear that they had never been so delighted in their lives before. "I'm not a good person," said Lucas. 'Hehe, good person?' Ever since he arrived in the parallel world, he got himself involved with lots of battles and had lots of fresh blood on his hands. Instead of describing him as a good person, they might as well describe him as a hero.

“I don’t understand it. It’s so weird. If it were me, I’d eliminate everyone and only let my followers live.” “The Scarlett King, despite what history tells about him, is actually quite the merciful one. He only fights those that stand against him and spare those that surrender. He wants to create a world where everyone can prosper and live in peace. What’s a world of peace if there’s no one in it?” “World peace, huh?” Matthew thought about it. Considering the Scarlett King’s backstory, Matthew understood that that’s a noble ambition with limits to their actions as well. He was not the classic “I want power to rule the world” kind of villain.

Killian hugged me and pulled my face from the scene to his chest and whispered the words that I longed wish to hear. "The battle is over. Now we can all live happy and in peace together." Nothing felt more true than that sentence.

"Do you think it is really over?" Draven came up behind me and put his arms around my waist. "Yes." His lips touched my temple. "We have bled enough. Fought enough. The world owes us peace." I leaned back against him and closed my eyes. For so long, I had lived in fear of the next attack, the next lie, the next danger. Now, for the first time, I let myself believe in tomorrow. I turned in his arms and looked at his face. The scars, the hard lines, the eyes that had both hurt and healed me. "Do you know what I want?" I whispered.