webnovel

Heroes to Hunted

[The chapters are typically somewhat long for a webnovel (2000+ words) and the pacing is slow (sometimes overly so and I'm working on that). Only proceed if you like a slow burning but well fleshed out story with side characters that are more than just side-pieces to the MC. I explore them just as much as I do him.] "There are no heroes in war, only monsters." This was an outlook that Sato Katsuro, a man in service to the military, formed after being broken down by years of gore-filled battle. It was an outlook he took even to his grave, but what about beyond it? Transmigrated into a new land of fantasy and tasked to be the very thing he'd given up on becoming, Sato would have to fight a new war. A war between mankind and an oppressive enemy regime run by a cohort of demons. But, as Sato learned in his past, war wasn't always what it seemed. In war, truths were lies, friends were enemies, and the so-called heroes...they were often the villains. Additional Tags: Dark, realistic fantasy

Sir_Killington · Fantasy
Not enough ratings
128 Chs

A Night of Drinking, Part One.

Once we were the only two in the tent, Furuya returned to his seat with a weary groan. Then, he flashed me a grin and gestured to the chair in front of his desk.

"Please, I insist," he said. Though he was asking, I could tell it wasn't a request. Instead, it was a nicely-toned order. It was also one I wouldn't refuse. 

Especially after the stunt I pulled with Mizuno, I needed to build a foundation of trust with these people to protect my place here.

Plus, this was clearly a militant camp, and this man was at the peak of the hierarchy. If there was anything a soldier knew to respect, it was the chain of command.

"Understood," I responded flatly, pulled out the chair, and took my seat.

Furuya inhaled a light breath and stretched his fingers. Each pop within every joint was emphasized within the silence of the tent.