The Hero Laughs While Walking Novels & Stories

Would be a shame if he fell over. I quietly walk down the dock behind him. Against the sunset, I only see his black figure. I creep closer behind him, trying with all my strength to stifle my laugh. With everything I have, I push Xander. But it does nothing. It results in me falling backwards on my ass. I grunt. Xander bellows out in laughter. He turns around and faces me with a big smile. I just scowl at him, "Why do you have to be SO freaking BIG!?"

In fact, it took every ounce of self-control not to grin openly like a madman. Several times during the walk, he had to raise a fist to his lips and fake a cough just to hide the smile threatening to spread across his face. Because finally. Finally. The mighty Alpha Hector had fallen. Perhaps not completely yet, but hearing that he was wounded, seeing him weakened, seeing chaos erupt around him and Luna Ivonne at last—it felt glorious. Absolutely fucking glorious. “This is truly unfortunate,” one of the elders beside him muttered with fake sadness. Marcellus nodded with a somber look, but inside, he nearly snorted.

The man marched up to me and, to my surprise, burst into a peal of mocking laughter. Did you hear her, men? She is very thirsty. I think we should give her some water, isn't it? His sarcasm dripped off every word he uttered. They cheered loudly like cavemen, clamouring for some action. He left my side briefly and returned with a small bowl filled with liquid.

“The air feels heavy when you fight me.” It was time for another silence. His gaze was fixed on her as she stared at him unblinkingly. Then she laughed and his heart went cold, the flames in his hands burned lower, the light fading into the night. She was laughing? What was he? A clown?! “What? What is so funny? Why are you laughing?!” “Why are you yelling?!” “Why are you laughing?” She shrugged, gesturing to him. “You didn't die.” Without a second thought, he dropped to the floor, giving a dying display. She ran to him, laughing.

he added, totally terrified. Layla watched him turned his back at her with a shaking body. She couldn’t help tittering at the guy’s pathetic state. She patiently observed the way he walked out of the door as she suppressed her laugh, though she had a hunch it wouldn’t come out as a normal human laughing sound but a weird groan or moan.

I heaved deeply, exhaling the croaked breath of exhaustion and thirst the moment my butt sank on the bare ground. “Hey!” one of the warriors who remained silent all this while called out, the moment others proceeded to walk away. “I heard you are wolfless, is it true?” The warrior who kept turning every of my words into laughter suddenly jerked back almost immediately. “...And surprisedly took down a rogue” “Is it true?”

"I just hope he stays down, t'll be too dangerous for Dora to go stronger than that if he's that weak, might really kill'm." They were about to leave, but someone was shaking slightly. “Is that… Is that really?” Hope whispered, then took a breath and screamed. "THAT'S WHAT YOU CALL A HERO?! A HERO NEVER STAY DOWN!!!" He shouted so loudly that everyone shook. "Oi? Hope who are you cheerin' for?" "I'm sorry, my lady, but this is a personal matter... HEY! LEON!!! YOU SAID YOU WANT TO FIGHT TO SAVE THE WORLD, YOU HAVE THE HEART OF A TRUE HERO, SO STAND UP! DON’T LET HIM WIN!”

“She was walking normally.” “That sounds fake.” Lukas laughed quietly under his breath and Viktor closed his eyes hearing it. God. That sound still felt worth everything.

I looked at him and my head got hot when he just stopped laughing. "You're laughing there, huh?! It's so painful!" I said out loud. "You said last night that it's okay that you won't be able to walk tomorrow, thank you because you're still able to walk." He said laughing. I looked at him badly. "Wow, thank you huh!" Philosopher I said. "Your welcome." He bowed at the same time. I was about to start walking but I couldn't because it was really painful. I didn't know that it was so painful, if only I had known... 'But I enjoyed it'

And I was about to checkmate. As I walked beside him, I kept the grin on my face hidden, but oh, inside, I was laughing—this whole charade was far too easy. “So,” I said, the sweetest, most innocent tone dripping from my words, “tell me, Kai, how does it feel to be the hero?” My eyes sparkled with mischievous delight. “You look pretty good doing it. Maybe you should make it an habit.”