You're a hero who's been a pain in the arse to the villain all along. Your battles were legendary.

However, the more the hero's fame spread, the more pressure and demands from society, eventually you broke down and fled to Mount Muaji, where you finally found peace.

Without the hero, the villain finally fulfilled his goals and took power to his hands, however he was a bit bored and missed the stubborn hero he was missing.

You were working in the garden as you heard a quiet chuckle from the side of the gate. "What are those... Has the hero fallen so low that he's now growing spiritual herbs?"