His love ( time traveller)

The battlefield was a cacophony of chaos-clashing swords, roaring cannons, and the cries of men. Smoke filled the air, and the earth trembled with the weight of war. Yet amidst the storm of violence, there was one figure who moved with grace and serenity. The hero stood tall, his eyes steady and breath slow, as though the destruction around him was but a distant echo.

His comrades fought furiously, desperate to survive, but he remained still, watching with a calm that seemed almost unnatural. Arrows flew past him, and the clash of steel rang in his ears, yet nothing broke his focus. His presence seemed to radiate a strange energy, one that deflected fear and chaos. He did not fight to conquer; he fought with the essence of peace within him, a serenity that protected him more than any shield.

A soldier, bloodied and shaken, ran to him, bewildered by his unshakable composure.

"How are you so calm? In the middle of this?" the soldier asked, his voice a mixture of fear and awe.

The hero glanced at the man, a faint smile playing at the corner of his lips. His voice was soft but carried through the noise.

"War is born from chaos, from fear and anger," he said, "but peace is my true strength. When you fight with a calm heart, no storm can touch you. It's not the battle I conquer-it's myself."

The soldier stood stunned for a moment, before nodding slowly, finding in the hero's words a fleeting sense of clarity amidst the madness.

soldier was scared by seeing him than a war which is going on but he was filled with confidence cause he had backbone which supported all the soldiers here
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He is saint in the role of king
He is kind than kindest
He is mastered all his emotions
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Arya......
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