The victory over the Dark Lord was a turning point for Alex. His name was now known throughout the land, and he was revered as a hero. But despite his fame and fortune, he yearned for a simpler life.
He decided to return to the Lost City, the place where his journey had begun. He knew that the city was now peaceful, free from the influence of the Dark Lord.
As he approached the city, he was greeted by the familiar sight of the towering walls and the deep moat. The city was bustling with activity, and the people were happy and prosperous.
Alex was welcomed by Anya, the woman who had first taken him in when he arrived in Eldoria. She was overjoyed to see him again.
"You have returned," she said, her eyes filled with tears. "The city has missed you."
Alex smiled. "I'm glad to be back," he said.
He spent the next few days exploring the city, reconnecting with old friends, and simply enjoying the peace and tranquility.
One evening, as he was walking along the city walls, he saw a young boy looking out at the horizon. The boy was filled with a sense of wonder and adventure.
Alex approached the boy. "What are you thinking about?" he asked.
The boy turned to face him. "I want to be a hero," he said. "Just like you."
Alex smiled. "You can be anything you want," he said. "But remember, the greatest heroes are those who help others."
The boy nodded, his eyes filled with determination.
As Alex watched the boy walk away, he knew that his journey was not over. There would always be new adventures, new challenges, and new heroes to inspire.
And so, Alex continued his life in the Lost City, a hero among heroes, a guardian of the peace, and a beacon of hope for generations to come.