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In a world where Heroes are the last line of defence against threats, 17 year-old Zane Skylark, was the most powerful of them all—a symbol of strength and justice. Known as the “Rank-1 Hero, [Hope].”

[Hope's] every move was praised by the masses, and his victories were legendary. 

But during a mission, [Hope] is believed to have died, but only to survive due to an unknown skill—[Immortality].

For 60 long days, Zane's lifeless body remains inactive, as the [Hero Association] declares him dead and appoints a new hero who can mimic Zane’s strength under his hero name [Hope].

After resurrected.

"What's... Happening?" 

"Didn't I... Die?.." 

"Immortality?"

Zane finds himself in a confused situation. 

"After everything I did for them..."

After finding [Hero Association] betrayal, he decided to distance himself from them.

"It's been... almost 3 years. "

"Maybe I should return home."

He decided to return to his hometown, hoping to bury his past and lead a peaceful existence.

But... can a hero truly abandon their destiny? Or will new challenges will force Zane to confront his past self and the responsibilities he has left behind?

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Additional Tags:
- No Harem (I hate harem.)
- WeaktoStrong
- Academy
- OP MC
- Mystery, Suspense
- Secret Identity

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I WAS The Rank–1 Hero

"Master Nathalia has been waiting for your arrival."

Lilith, the daughter of the Goddess of Will, Zila.

Up close, I could see her features clearly.

Lilith had pure white hair falling loosely down her back, smooth and shiny.

Her blood-red eyes faintly glowed as they locked onto mine.

Her pure white feathered wings rested gently against her back, each feather pristine and symmetrical.

Her skin was milk-white, flawless, almost unnatural in its perfection.

It was small, delicate, and she seemed so innocent.

A face that didn't belong to a ruthless creature, not even a servant.

And yet, here she stood in front of me.

Dressed in a maid's uniform, bowing her head before me.

It was surprising. She was being genuine— it gave me goosebumps.

'What's with this sudden change in attitude?'

Nathalia [1]