**The Hero Warrior, Fighter of the Unknown – Episode 02**
## **Earth**
### **Scene 11: "The Countryside Village"**
Here they are— a group of villagers gathered around the grandfather, seemingly speaking about Labeeb.
One of them said:
"Listen… you must discipline him. He's an ill-mannered boy and shows no kindness to the guests of our village. What an unpleasant child—he left the poor boy to carry the heavy sack all alone and didn't help him, keeping his hands in his pockets the whole time."
(The "poor boy" they meant was Labeeb's wealthy relative.)
Another added:
"Yes, yes, I saw it with my own eyes, and it upset me greatly… And he was walking like a prince—no, like a king! He must be punished. This can't be allowed, absolutely not!"
In truth, it was Labeeb who carried the sack by himself, while his wealthy relative strutted with his hands in his pockets, walking like a prince.
But the villagers were deceived by wealth and by the boy's riches.
It made them chase after his favor—willing to win his affection, to get closer to him and to his grandfather, even if it meant lying and twisting the truth.
Some people are greedy… and for the sake of a single coin, they would do anything.
And if they saw a wealthy person, they would serve him like loyal servants, even if he never gave them a single dinar.
It is enough for them just to smell the presence of someone rich—
The important thing is that he is rich.
Labeeb was punished harshly…
And the man punishing him was not even his real grandfather—something Labeeb did not know.
He was punished like a servant for a sin he never committed…
How unfortunate that the "wealth" of the one he believed to be his relative caused "people's eyes to go blind," "their minds to ramble," "their consciences to die," and "their tongues to lie."
The sky rained and thunder roared, and because Labeeb loved thunder, he went outside and walked in that weather—
smiling, feeling powerful every time he heard the booming rumble, stretching his arms out with his face lifted toward the sky under the pouring rain.
He had been deeply let down today… by so many.
And if you asked him what he wanted?
He would want just **a word of thanks**, or a simple **"You're a hero."**
**Narrator:**
How long will Labeeb—the small boy—keep running after others, showing them all his love and care,
hoping to receive even a little of it for himself?
How long…?
And where will he end up if he continues like this?