Casual Heroing Chapter 168: The [Hero]'s Dilemma

It is unsettling. What? Killing.

Im staying at an inn, and rumors are already going around town. Hell, even the [Innkeeper] asked if I knew the Human who just killed an Elf in front of an [Archmage]. So, yeah, things are going like that. Am I bothered by the ss? Not really. Thats not whats bothering . To be honest, I couldnt care less. Id actually be happy if soone barged in here and started screaming or sothing like that.

Why?

Because I feel a bit jittery, thats why. You know how sotis you dont realize you have had too much coffee until soone points out that you are literally shaking and tapping your foot at 200 mph? Well, no one told anything like that yet, but I think thats pretty much whats going on with . Whats going on here is that this whole thing is a huge ss, and I underestimated its effects.

I could cast [Calm].

No, thank you.

Thats not the first offer from Lord Juler, even though its certainly the most considerate. But anyway, I have noticed after sitting down that my mind is still going way too fast for its own sake. Its like my brain fluids are being compressed by what just happened, and the fact that no one really said much makes feel like I got away with murder too easily. I would actually enjoy dealing with a problem right now to feel less abnormal? I dont know. Adrenaline is pumping through my body, infecting my every tissue. And I dont like it. I dont like this agitated state. Im a person who does things calmly hell, being calm and uncaring is my brand. Here, instead, Im close to having a panic attack. And the more I think about it, the more it self-fuels.

But thats good.

I tell myself that all of this is good.

Murder shouldnt be light on your conscience. The fact that Im actually reeling from it ans that I am sane or that I am not a real monster. It wasnt solemn, nor was it dignified. I splattered a mans brain on the ground like nothing. And I dont feel sick. I feel agitated. I feel like I committed a cri, and I will be arrested for it, but not like I just did sothing bad. How is that for a change? And you know what, thats exactly why Im feeling like crap. The fact that Im guilty on a more ethical level compared to a moral one. The fact that I have no problem with what I did, the fact that its my stupid body who cant take it and not my mind.

My mind is there, placid in a storm. Thats why I got the impression that I had actually been calm in the aftermath when, in reality, I was spiraling. Its just that so of my fears, the rules that my culture and society placed on just evaporated. And part of feels elated by the thought. Part of feels free. In fact, what could be more human than killing another man? Its a grim thought indeed. But killing is what Humans have been in business for since ti immorial. So, is this feeling good, or is it wrong? Should I be feeling guiltier or less guilty?

How am I supposed to feel?

What the hell?

I open my eyes to the ceiling and a bright sun from the windows. The duels in the arena were fought at dawn. But the sun is high in the sky, and the clock on the wall signs midday which is 13.5/27 here if you rember about the ti change.

You needed sleep, Joey Luciani. Your body naturally collapsed.

Oh, you definitely put to [Sleep], didnt you? I said with a snort.

Ill behave myself around a young [Mage] only the day he reaches at least the status of a [Grand Magus]. And maybe answers his own questions the day he becos an [Archmage].

Dear old Lord Juler.

But its true; now I feel much, much better. The horror of what I did is still there, but it gnaws at my soul with less abandon. Now, its a crouching tiger, ready to leap again at my first fall. But nothing is tearing apart at the mont, and I can finally think clearly.

[Heroes] struggle with the weight of their deeds. Few Vanedenis ever stopped to consider if what they did was wrong or not. They still gave themselves a firm answer, though. Yes, they pondered. Many days years, even. And so always had such thoughts at the back of their mind. However, they beca great because they still rode forward to what they considered right.

Lord Juler, I dont want to be disrespectful

But you will still say whatever disrespectful notion you just brewed in your head.

Theres a gap between my knowledge and your knowledge, ok? You saw a lot of shit. You participated in a huge-ass war. And thats very cool, mind you. But without having any direct experience of what you are saying, an empty speech like that could just be an Instagram caption under a picture of a big pair of lons and a toned tummy. I need to experience stuff. I dont know, maybe Im being unfair, but your speech right now isnt doing much. One day Im sure Ill look back and say, yo, Lord Juler was so right, man, Im a total idiot. But for now, I need to figure so of this stuff out on my own; only then can your words take on a deeper aning. I have read too much to be amazed by soone saying that self-doubt is good, but you better not self-doubt too much.

Your wisdom does not befit your age, as usual, my student. But you are rushing your words. Let explain myself in terms that might be more apt, then.

I rember you saying in the ancient language, Omnia Munda Mundis. Very fascinating. Especially when you take into consideration that it cos from a magicless world without [Herous]. But no better words could describe the Heros Dilemma.

The what? I ask.

Heros Dilemma, Joey Luciani. The one reason millions of people of many races died under Mauser. The sa reason one man beca a monster while Princess Valaris beca one of the most shining flas. The Heros Dilemma could be sumd up as your Omnia Munda Mundis, also known as Everything is pure to those who are pure. Mauser believed in such a principle without quarter. And Valaris did too. They were two sides of the sa coin. So, you could say that every [Hero], with or without the actual class, has to believe so. If they dont, they cant be [Heroes]. You cant really beco much if you dont believe you are absolutely right, obviously. But its especially true for a [Hero]. Thats the class that is based more on belief and faith than [Priestess], [Druid], or [Paladin].

But the difference is that a [Hero] has a harder and easier job than them. He has not to believe in any superior entity, in any strange force. He just has to believe in himself. But we are mortal, Joey Luciani. We die; we make mistakes. We are not perfect.

So, what do you call soone who believes in themselves so deeply that they change everything around them?

A [Hero]. Thats what you call them.

Is this speech more adequate to your standards?

Huh, I guess it is.

After that, I spent several hours pondering those seemingly simple but actually convoluted and obscure words.