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My 7th Hero Summoning Brought Me Home To Fight The System?!

A hero summoning. To anyone aware of the term, it is a fairly straightforward deal. Get summoned, learn that now you are a hero of some sort, defeat the Big Bad Evil Guy, and save the day. All of that for the sake of returning home and living a peaceful life. If you are lucky, you might keep some of your abilities after going back, if not, you are at least left with an appreciation for the kind and peaceful world of today. But what if, once everything is said and done, rather than going back home... You are sent to save yet another world? And then another? And then again, and again and again... What if, after six entire lifetimes, when you grew accustomed to your new, bleak reality of ever-increasing hardship and challenges... You were to return home? And could you really say you've returned... or was it your home world that summoned you back? And what's with the system making its appearance now, six lifetimes after it should appear? *** 1 chapter per day (will try to upload them sometime around daily reset, either before or after it :3 25 Power stones - 1 bonus chapter a the next week 50 Power stones - 2 bonus chapters a next week 75 Power stones - 3 bonus chapters in the next week Up to 20 reviews, every 2 reviews - a bonus chapter (in other words, up to 10 chapters that I will try to do within a week, but might take up to two.) Genre/info/basic lore drop in pinned Author's review

MotivatedSloth · Urban
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Just a trip across the Kingdom that's about to go to war to claim their heads

The day at the ducal borderlands started with the rising of the sun. 

Or so it would seem to any observer who didn't risk their life to cross their border during those troubling times. For someone with enough guts, connections, luck, or simply foolhardiness to get inside the ducal lands, though, the truth would be a bit different. 

In truth, with the tensions now rising to the point where one could lift a picture and leave it hanging in the air now that the news of the crown prince's untimely demise started to spread, hardly anyone ever dared to sleep in the entirety of the borderland area. 

After all, how could a retainer dare to go to sleep if their lord was still awake and working hard for the sake of the land and the people themselves? 

In every direction with the exception of the border itself, everyone was rushing hard to complete their tasks.