Novel & Cerita The Former Hero Wants To Live Peacefully

“You still planning to vanish once this is all cleaned up?” “Eventually,” I said. “When the last of Donga’s roots are pulled from the soil. I want peace. Real peace.” “Think you’ll ever find it?” I looked inside, through the window, at Sarah’s face, soft, smiling, alive. “I already have,” I said. “Now I just have to keep it.” Grayson nodded, as if that answer was enough. “I never would have thought to see you so domesticated and wanting peace. You were the terror everyone feared and dared not cross.” He said with a fond smile, one that I returned as I thought of it.

"You see the innocents; I see collateral damages." "No war is ever fought peacefully; there is always death." "War cleanses the land; it gets rid of the bad so that the good will rise." "Wiping out the shadow pack will cleanse the land and give rise to a new beginning." "I will be the hero that purges the land." I looked at him again. This is the first time I have heard something like this from him. I was shocked at what I heard. "Who are you, Stephan? I don't recognize you anymore."

He spoke to me like he was talking to a little girl. I nodded, feeling my lower lip tremble. “You’re mean,” I pouted. “Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to the beach, and when I get back, I want to see my room normal again. We’re enemies here, I get it, but outside, it’ll be like we’re the best friends in the world.” I patted his shoulder. “I don’t see you as my enemy, Amanda. You see me as a threat because of everything with the trial, I know, but I’m just trying to do the right thing,” he said seriously.

“He is my son, and I will do everything within my power to see that he succeeds. For the first time in thousands of years, there was a peace treaty between the supernatural races. They came together and that will always be what he is known for. This is only him protecting that dream and his children. So they get to see that dream become a reality as well.” My heart was breaking; my soul crumbling. I felt like everything was falling apart. We had order and we were ready to get our kids back. That they would be in our arms and we would move on with our lives. Oran would be dead and there would be nothing standing it our way of peace. Instead, peace was never within our grasp. It never would be

“I want peace in this world. I experienced violence at such a young age—in the journey and in the war. I don't want them to experience what I have experienced, so if you give me permission, I will do everything just to carry out my plan for Gaia.” He just looked at me. He let silence reign between the two of us. Eventually, he spoke, "whether you can accomplish everything, whether you succeed in achieving the peace you desire, or whether you sacrifice yourself, the chaos in this world will never end. Time will pass and the people will declare another war.”

Hell hold Peace, hand and look at her before whispering something to her ears. “Run.” He said. “N-no, no Hell I will stay with you. Chaos will save us.” Peace said. “Yous said we should trust him right? He will save us.” Peace said crying. “Don’t hope up little girl, because after killing you I will kill you hero.” Leon said.

“What kind of peace do you get from that much bloodshed? There has been no war all this while because you people have kept your distance. Why won’t you leave it that way?” “You said it yourself that your people train everyday to be able to fight werewolves,” he said, like that was supposed to explain the extremity of his wish. “It’s only a matter of time, but soon another war will start up and more of my people’s lives will be shed.” I got up angrily. “Since you’ve made up your mind to destroy us all, then kill me as well and let me die!” “I will not!” He yelled back at me. “I will not kill you. I have decided to spare your life and that is that.”

“We want our alpha back… and we want Lady Aria safe.” He lifted his head just enough to meet my eyes. “And this time,” he added firmly, “we don’t want a war with Iron Howl anymore.” The words hung in the air. “We want peace,” he said. “Please… let’s work together to end this.”

“I asked the warriors to clear out Adrian’s rogues, as well as the remaining forces of his tribe. So we can avoid future conflicts and bring peace to our tribe.” A long breath left me. I didn’t even realize I’d been holding it. I looked up at the sky for a moment, letting it all settle in. So much had happened. Too much. My entire life had been running, surviving, hiding, fighting. And now—peace. Even saying the word felt strange. “Thank you, Goddess,” I whispered. “We finally have some peace.” Zane slipped his arms around me again. “Yes. I’m happy to be here with you, despite everything.”

“Unstoppable. Free. No one would ever hurt you again.” I flinched as the scene shifted. Now I saw something entirely different: a simple house, warm and quiet. I stood in the doorway, no mark on my hand, no bond chaining me to anyone. No Rigel. No Adrian. Just me, living a life untouched by all of this chaos. “Isn’t this what you want?” the figure asked, circling me like a predator. “Peace. Freedom. No sacrifices. No pain.” I shook my head, refusing to answer. But the void shifted again, and the images that followed hit me like a punch to the gut.