Peaceful Life System: I only need to live peacefully

Only a deep, endless silence and the steady flow of blood remained.

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The noonday sun hung lazily in the sky, casting soft golden rays over Elowen's half-built church.

On the steps leading up to the modest framework, Riku sat cross-legged, a bottle of chilled citrus drink pressed against his forehead. Beads of condensation slipped down the glass, catching the light like tiny stars.

Beside him, Lila sprawled out on the warm stones, arms stretched overhead in exaggerated exhaustion.

"Phew!" she groaned. "I thought sowing fields was bad... but hauling stone? This is punishment!"

Riku chuckled, swirling his bottle. "Think of it as building your own slice of heaven."

"I'd rather build a bakery," Lila muttered, grinning up at the sky.

They clinked their bottles together — a quiet celebration of work done well.

For a brief moment, everything was perfect.

But then—