Serious version:
He feels resentment but does not vent his anger, and feels hatred but does not seek revenge.
Ten years have passed. I thought I could live peacefully and happily in a foreign country forever, but just because of one word, the past overlapped and nightmares swept over me.
He traveled across mountains and rivers to return to his homeland, not for revenge, but only to save others.
Funny version:
I've read too many stories about a group of men fighting for the throne and losing blood, so I couldn't help but write a story about a group of men trying their best to abdicate the throne.
Don't write about love, just ambiguity.