The day when the heroes cry chapter 0

“There was a story about a man who came from the dust. No one knew who or even what he was but his strength was so enormous that his single swipe eradicated thousands demons who plagued the land. Even a Demon lord who was feared all around the continent was hardly a match for his power. People called that man a “Hero””
The old geezer sting near the tree was telling a fable to a little children who half of them did even did not listen or even ignored his tale at all. Old man continued:
“After Demon lord’s fall the kingdom risen again and soon after that peace returned to the lands in which we know today”
“Grandpa, what happed to the hero?”. Only curious and youngest child from who was inspired by tale asked.
“That my child I don’t even know”. With his old gentle hand he petted his grandchild’s head. “As who came from dust, return to dust…”
The last sentence puzzled young child’s mind as the old man passed to a deep calm sleep never to return.
10 years passed.