1 Twisted love: incarnation

The name is David, a hero summoned from another world. Loved by the people, they made him their symbol of peace, yet the war is still not over.

He was summoned inside the castle and talked to the king directly.

"I need you to defeat the threat that's opposing the kingdom." Said the "kind" king to David, the hero.

"I, the summoned hero, will take this mission respectfully and save the people and this kingdom for peace!"

With his sense of justice, the hero, immediately accepted the task with burning heart and determination.

Days passed, and the army of dark figures are slowly approaching the kingdom. The figures were humanoid beings with black skins with horns and wings sprouting from their back. They marched with such intense aura, the ground trembled with fear.

With the guidance of the king and the strongest swordsman in the world, the hero trained day and night to defeat the [demons] that was slowly marching towards the kingdom.

With his strong sense of justice and willpower, his strength rapidly grew. His normal build became perfect with the training and practice from his master, the swordsman.

Until one day, the swordsman and the hero clashed. The hero lost, and he trained harder, harder, harder, and harder. He surpassed his limits everytime he clashed with his master, yet he still lost.

But with his willpower, his desire to protect the people and kingdom rapidly grew. His desire for power, exploded in his mind.

He trained, while the march of the [demons] continued forward.

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A month passed, and the [demons] were outside the high walls of the kingdom. Raising their weapons, they screamed and attacked the entrance, yet before they did, a bright flash blinded their eyes.

"All of you! Attacking our kingdom and people, will die!" The hero, David, said with his whole strength.

His voice filled the [demons]with anger and frustration. They continued their attack with more resentment and wrath. The aura of the [demons] intensified and attacked the hero, who is standing in front of dozens of armies of [demons].

With his eyes sharpened, the hero unsheathed his sword and leaped into the groups of [demons]. His sword glowed with a fiery burning justice, and slammed into the hordes of [demons].

Boom!

With the sound of explosion, the bodies of the [demons] lie on the ground lifeless. The army trembled and attacked the hero. They tried guns, yet his armor didn't even get a scratch, swords, yet his swordsmanship pressured them into a corner, explosive, yet he dodged effortlessly.

They, the [demons] tried everything they can to defeat the hero, yet the "justice" still prevails in the end.

The war? No, it's a slaughter.

The slaughter of the [demons] was finally done after a day. Multiple waves of bodies piled up on the ground, arms, heads, parts of the body that was scattered on the ground from the intense battle.

The hero, stood on his feet, with his face tainted with blood, multiple scars in his body and armor. His eyes glowed red from the nonstop fighting and adrenaline.

After a few seconds that he felt passed like days, he awakened from his "slumber" and stared at the bodies lying on the ground. His red eyes dimmed and breathed a sigh.

The war is won. He won. He fought for their kingdom and people.

With the last of his consciousness, he lied on the ground, on his face a victorious smile plastered with pride.

The crowd cheered for him when he came back, greeted by the warm feeling, he slowly teared. He thanked them all, for the support and encouragement they gave him.

He returned to the castle, was rewarded with wealth and power. He was satisfied, for now.

Years after the war. the hero, David was living inside in a hut, peacefully living. He requested for a normal life, so the king granted him normal life.

Long time passed, and the kind king died of old age. The people slowly forgot about the hero, yet the statue of him still stood tall in the middle of the plaza.

He didn't age because of his [hero] title. When he discovered the fact, he tried different things in the kingdom. But he couldn't find the thing he was missing.

So he closed himself in a wooden hut. Absorbed in meditation to forget.

Years passed faster. He is now hundreds of old. The crude making of the hut made it crumble, disturbing the hero from his meditation. The hut itself was reinforced with magic, but the material itself was the problem.

The hero contemplated. So many things have changed, yet I still didn't.

He soon decided. He grabbed his sword and strapped it on his shoulders. He will go for a walk.

While the hero was walking, he encountered a young woman being threatened by multiple thugs on the corner. With his sense of justice still overpowering his brain, he made all of the thugs unconscious and saved her from them.

"I became too rusty. I should've 'stretched' before going here." The hero muttered as he helped the young lady.

After seconds of helping her stand up. The hero noticed that she have a collar on her neck, so he asked what is it for.

"It is a collar for a slave" said the young lady.

The hero was shocked. The kingdom didn't enslave people! He tried to question her more, but she didn't answer. The hero noticed that the collar have magic implanted in the gem on the middle of the collar.

"This should have been the battery that absorbs the mana in the air and converting it into subordinate magic." The hero muttered as he chanted a magic spell.

The young lady was surprised at the hero using magic. But before she could ask, she felt the collar around her neck loosening, before it fell on the floor.

She stared at the hero for a long time, seemingly in a daze. The hero waved his hands to awaken the young lady from her daze. He smiled at the young lady before turning to leave.

"Wait!" The young lady screamed at the hero.

The hero turned around to meet her face almost touching his nose. Startled, he stepped back unconsciously and asked her what's wrong.

"Please let me serve you! You might think that I'm a human, but I'm a [demon]!" The young lady flashed her black wings before starting at the hero again.

The hero was shocked. He didn't knew that some of the [demon] have normal skin like humans. Also there's good [demons].

The hero stared at the young lady whose eyes are sparkling with anticipation, so he gave up and sighed.

"Okay, okay... Let's go" the hero waved his hands and walked towards the castle.

"Yes!" The young lady smiled brightly and followed him while hopping happily.

The hero stared at the young lady, and felt foreign emotion slip in his defence. He knew various emotions, yet this one he didn't know. It's a warm feeling when he was welcomed back my the people, yet it was different. If the warmth he was feeling before can be described as gentle yellow, then this feeling can be described as slight pink.

He wondered. But he ignored the feeling and just enjoyed the girl hopping who somewhat filled his satisfaction for life.

The hero and the young demon, walked away with smiles in both of their faces.