HotIce

This is a work of fiction. Any names, characters, stories or events, are fictitious!

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At the most unfortunate day which also the luckiest day for Xing Heero, his village was attacked by a specter. He lost family, his childhood sweetheart, he lost everything. However, on the same day, the strongest man called Saint picked him up as his disciple.

After years of training under the strongest man, Saint. To fulfill his Grandfather's dream to be a Great Hero, Heero started his career as a Hero. Heero was determined to kill specter and would not let any child experienced the same experience as him.

However, maybe he had used all his luck to get the strongest man as his Master. Somehow, all of his achievement was stolen by the other heroes. The unfortunate event kept happening to Heero which led all of his achievement being robbed by the other Heroes.

In the last of his unfortunate event, he tried to kill God Specter, but it only ended him up sealed in Eternal Ice. The last moment before Heero lost consciousness, he vowed he would retire as Hero.

"Father! Mother! I will be obedient! I will stop to be Hero and continue our family line, please release me from this Eternal Ice!"

Unfortunate Hero's Retirement Life

After Moira calmed down, Heero put her down on the bench and started to apply for the medicine on her wounds. A few centimeters claw mark, fortunately, the wound was not too deep.

As he applied for medicine, he started the conversation with his usual gentle smile, "So, your name's Moira?"

"Mnn…" The little girl nodded her head. After a series of drama, the little girl turned quieter. She looked nervously at the green paste in Heero's hand.

After washing up, it turned out Moira's hair was red. Maybe because she did not wash her hair for a long time, so her hair was so dirty until it changed its color.

"It's okay, my medicine is the best one, you will not feel sore," Heero put the green paste on the wound.

"It's okay, Moira can endure pain, " Even Moira said so. She closed her eyes, but then, the cooling sensation spread over her wound. She did not feel sore let alone pain. Instead, the green paste soothed the pain she endured all this time.

Lord Specter