"All Men are not created Equal Momo..."
"Some are born strong, some more privilage than other.
"Some have nothing...
"However, how we live is entirely on us.
"Only you can be the hero of your life.
"For me, a man who is just as ordinary as anyone out there takes that responsibility, that a hero. A person who burns himself to bring light and hope to others.
A hero is not a person who is the best. In fact, a Hero is a person who represents our best, what we can accomplish, we can see into that hero.
If you can't see yourself as that Hero then that is no hero."
"You are young, but you have always been way too mature for your own age. But it doesn't matter, one day you will understand what I mean here my boy.
A real hero never comes from the sky with wings attached to his back. Rather he emerges from the very soil we all have born on, he goes through the same struggle we all have and the same setback we all have.
It's not the wings which make him fly but his own hard work, sweat, and blood.
Behind a real hero's cape exist wounds which are just as deep as ours or even more.
Those are the kind of people who can really become a hero."
"But mother, I don't want to be a Hero. I want to be a strong man like my father one day. But I'm not like him..." Momo recall saying those words.
His mother at this just smiled.
"Don't worry about it momo , you just have to focus on your goals and achieve them, why does what others do or are capable of have anything to do with you?
Rememeber son, those who come from nothing have nothing to lose.
Unlike most, if you have to start from negative, you don't get to start from 0. Big deal!
Just say you have a bigger range to improve and move on.
When if you do, remember you will not only be a hero by the end.
You will become an idea.
An idea so unshakable that it will give rise to many more who are like you. "
Momo recalled all those words and then saw the man in front of him.
Standing there alone, have beaten the enemy who killed his father.
"Mother..." Momonosuke's eyes moist.
"I... I think I wanna be a hero too. A strong one just like him."
Unknown to to the boy who found his hero today, for the boy who became the hero fo an 8-year-old or the mother who raise both of then, those same words of her have connected the idea of heroism in this two.
From time and dimension, they have met to complete a destiny which was fated to them.
So yes... not all men are created equal.
But through hard work, anyone can be a Hero.
As just as Yuta was about to pass out due to consuming all of his HT, he was lifted princess-style by someone.
A familar beautiful face came to his vision.
"Maki..."
"Hhaha... you made quite a mess here." she chuckled.
"OI, put me down. Why you're holding me like this..."
"Of course becuase If I let you handle it then I'll die virgin you brat...
Know, be a good little princess and close your eyes...
"Huh Why should ..." Before he could complete the sentence.
Finally he felt a soft sensation on his lips.
Maki slams their lips together.
'Wait, wait, not like this, while you're holding me princess style... damn it...'
And thus the Hero finally got the kiss he deserved.
xxx
And its end here guys...
The last chapter.
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Might look like an strange ending, however, I always planned to end the fic at One Piece, its quite obvious at how I set it up.
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