<h4>Chapter 1: It Should Have Been the Epilogue…?</h4>
It was a life with no wants. My parents who went to a tennis club each weekend were healthy, and our family wasn’t in such dire straits that I needed to study and work part-time at the same time.
Fantasy, Muhyeop, games, novels, movies,ics…
I was an ordinary high schooler who liked these things.
That’s how it definitely was until ten years ago.
“I can’t understand even now after ten years have passed. Why me? Fantasy worlds are supposed to be the welfare center for the disabled that saves social outcasts, the Greenpeace that helps the disadvantaged.”
Clearly that’s how it was in fantasy novels andics.
For instance, someone bullied at school?
For instance, a shut-in?
Summoning those B-rank humans who found it difficult to live on Earth to a fantasy world, giving material and spiritual support so that they could live a rosy life… Looking back on it now, the way these stories yed out was truly retarded.
That’s why this had to be a mistake.
“Listen carefully. I lived just fine on Earth. I was a cultured citizen who shared and discussed novels andics with friends everyday.”
No, my circumstances were better than my school friends. I was a bourgeois who could majestically spend 100 won in front of my friends who went around looking for free events and illegal downloads.
Now, if only my face had been a little more handsome… No, never mind.
“Why is someone like me treated the same as those losers in life? You also think this is wrong, don’t you?”
I looked down at a fallenrade, seeking agreement.
Of course, they had no hope of surviving as I had crushed their heart for certain. But the ring light in their eyes alone was quite lively. Had this been thew-governed country Korea, somebody who witnessed this scene of ughter would have reported it to the police and things would have be troublesome, however…
This ce wasn’t Earth.
A fantasy world ruled by those with power.
A utopia for savages.
It was a world where, as long as you had the physical strength, whether it be money, glory, power, women… anything could be had or stolen.
“Crazy bastard…”
Even the vehement words full of malice spat by myrade couldn’t shake me. All it was to me, was like the barking of some dog.
“Calling the hero-nim who will be ying the Demon King that threatens humanity crazy. Aren’t you touched in the head?”
I was a hero. Someone who was chosen as the apostle of justice. It wasn’t a title I decided on. The natives of this worlds summoned me here and called me as such as they pleased. Saying that I was the hero of legend who would save the world.
“Somebody like you isn’t a hero…! Cough!”
“Are those yourst words?”
“…”
There was no retort from thatrade who had vomited blood from between their lips. They were no longer able to re at me with anger.
I turned my back on therade, with whom I had sharedsting bad blood, without regret. The corpses of my otherrades had long been scattered around the ce, lying on the cold ground.
Sword Princess.
Fairy King.
Sage.
Mercenary King.
They were heroes who were overwhelmingly stronger than me at one time. But at present, after 10 years have passed since my forced summon to this fantasy world, they were no match for me one-on-one.
So I killed them.
Right before the battle with thest boss, the Demon King.
I slew them cleanly by surprise.
“Oi. Try talking again if you happen to be alive.”
“…”
“…”
“Weren’t you going to kill me as well after killing the Demon King? Pah! Who are you kidding.”
I was able to win thanks to a difference in values. To myrades this fantasy world was their home where they were born and raised in. If the hero lost to the Demon King then their family, friends and lovers would be at the mercy of the demons, so they couldn’t thoughtlesslyy a hand on him.
But me on the other hand?
It wasn’t my business as to how this world ended up.
I was going to kill the Demon king and return to Earth, to my family.
Now, there was no obstructions blocking my way.
Scattered flesh and pieces of bones were scattered left and right in the dark hallway. The pools of blood that had gathered on the stone floor thickly drenched my shoes. There were corpses of humans, corpses of monsters, and corpses of demons who looked somewhat simr to humans.
They had all perished together harmoniously.
For the sake of sending the hero past this point.
For the sake of protecting the Demon King beyond this point.
“H-, Hero-nim. Why…?”
Ah, there was a survivor?
The mercenary leaning against the cold wall, dying, asked me this. A close follower of the Mercenary King, I remembered him as a pleasant fellow who would hum a song even in the most dire of situations.
His name was probably… Let’s call him Mercenary A.
Having stopped my steps, I answered Mercenary A in a reassuring tone.
“Why did I kill myrades? Worry not. I’ll take care of the Demon King by myself. My condition is at its peak too now that those bothersomerades of mine are gone.”
“…”
“You’re not humming a song today.”
I hummed a song through my nose in ce of Mercenary A as I moved through the hallway. I merrily hopped over the corpses and obstructions that blocked the way.
My footsteps were light like that of a youngdy who hade out for a stroll in a beautiful flower garden. Wouldn’t I be soaring in the air if I weren’t wearing the scale armor made for me by the Dragon King?
It wasn’t just my body that was in joy.
“Hm~? Heung~?”
The me of today was in an amazingly good mood. I could swear that I didn’t feel as good as now even when I had embraced the number one beauty of the continent.
I channeled that pleasure and-
m!
I kicked open the splendid-looking doors barring my path with all my might.
Creaak- Boom!
Beyond the door which couldn’t withstand my kick and was destroyed. The Demon King’s audience chamber was so spacious that it you wouldn’t believe it was indoors. But a single intact furniture came into sight, not to mention any demons.
That’s why it stood out even more.
“So you have finally reached this ce! Oh chosen hero!”
At the opposite end from the entrance of the audience chamber. The man who had been sitting on a throne decorated with gems of various colors slowly stood up as he warmly weed me.
Above his pointy ears was a pair of horns which symbolized demons, but they wererger and more splendidly ornamented than any other demon’s I had seen to this point. I could easily guess at the status of my opponent just by this feature alone.
“You’re the Demon King?”
“Indeed! I am the very pinnacle of all evil! I am Pedonar, the one who will plunge this world in darkness!”
A ck miasma burst from the Demon King’s body after he finished his self-introduction. Seeing that powerful performance of his, I grew convinced that he wasn’t one of those clones, fakes that I had in to the point of getting sick and tired these past 10 years.
Demon King Pedonar.
My train ticket to Earth.
He wouldn’t know just how eagerly I had anticipated this moment.
“Haha! Hero. Those eyes longing for victory are truly to my liking! Very well! I shall ept humanity’s challenge…!”
“Wait.”
“…”
“There’s something I want to ask before we fight, you see. Why is it that you merely stood by and watched the deaths of your subordinates?”
It was a question which I had constantly harbored for the past 10 years.
The Demon King before me was the very person who had let me run amok as I liked. There would forever be no chance to ask this question if I didn’t do so now.
Demon King Pedonar frowned in response, his good humour soured.
“Merely stood by? How unpleasant. I have always dispatched stronger subordinates in order to take revenge.”
“And they died.”
“So I sent even stronger subordinates.”
“And they died again.”
“Hero. Are you dissatisfied at having luckily survived?”
Demon King Pedonar rebuked in a dumbfounded tone. The way he looked at me as if I was truly foolish caused a burst of emotions in me.
So I returned tit for tat without losing.
“If Demon King-nim acted in the beginning, I wouldn’t have been able to reach this point?”
During the past 10 years, the Demon King had lost many things.
The n to overthrow the kingdom, the plot to assassinate a hero, loyal subordinates, an outstanding son, beautiful ves, a first-rate elite demon legion, superior equipment, treasures that were piled up like a mountain,rge territory…
So many that even an ount book wouldn’t suffice to record them all!
And each time he lost something grew stronger.
My biggest sponsor wasn’t humanity, but the Demon King.
“Hero. Such spections are meaningless.”
“They aren’t meaning…”
“Do you know the politics of demons? Be silent otherwise.”
“…”
Words were futile with the Demon King.
The question which I had harbored for 10 years couldn’t be solved until the end.
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Every time I ventured into temples,byrinths, ruins and the like that were prepared for the hero who would enter someday, there were no problems even without the ‘power of friendship’ which I never heard the end of.
I was strong even without something to protect.
My earnest goal of escaping this barbaric fantasy world and returning to the cultured citizen of Earth was enough motivation for me. Those 10 years of endurance didn’t fail me. I didn’t need trivial, cheap tricks.
“Krgh! Hero. Does this mighty power of yourse from the rage of losing yourrades…?”
“No. It’s the result of training.”
What rage would I be feeling when I was the one who killed them? Far from rage, I was feeling very refreshed.
“Is, is that so. In any case, it was an excellent fight…”
The eyes of Demon King Pedonar, who had lost in a pure head-on duel, in a sh of swords, closed slowly.
I waited without letting go of my tension.
1 second, 2 seconds, 5 seconds, 10 seconds…
But the dead Demon King didn’t move an inch. There was no development of a constion match that went along the lines of “Now I’ll face you for real!”.
“… Are you for real? This is the end? Hello?”
“…”
“Huh…”
I had toiled for 10 years in order to defeat the Demon King.
But it ended so simply like this?
Looking at the Demon King’s corpse which was lying face down like a matchstick, curses rose to the tip of my tongue.
I grew dispirited.
“Damn. They say the ignorant are fated tobor…”
A list of names of those bastards who had over-exaggerated the Demon King who wasn’t even all that rose in my mind, but I decided to be understanding with a generous heart. Right now, it was a waste of time to even bother with them.
I looked up toward the sky and shouted in a loud voice.
“Oh god of the fantasy world! I have defeated the Demon King as promised! Please return me to Earth now!”
There was no use in regretting the past. I thought of the things that I was going to do after returning to Earth. Being a good son, dating, games, being a gourmand, the Olympics, going on a quest for justice…
I waited to go back with an excited heart.
?Hero-nim. Has your adventure been enjoyable?
Yes yes. So quickly send me to Ear…
?The path of a true hero is truly difficult. But there were countless bonds that encouraged you who did not lose your hopes and dreams. From them you learned friendship and love, and after maturing together with them you defeated the wicked Demon King atst. Congrattions truly!
?Shall we look at your grading now?
“Wait! Grading…?”
It was my first time hearing this. My intuition which had never betrayed me was ringing rm bells, telling me that something strange was going on.
?Please check your report card carefully!
?Name: Kang Han Soo
?Combat Power: S
?Achievements: A-
?Reputation: D+
?Character: F
?Note: Why the hell did you go and kill off your perfectly finerades.
But they weren’t perfectly fine?
Myrades had meddled and imposed in everything in my life. Disregarding human rights and violence under the pretense of training were par for the course. There was even one crazy bitch who had revealed her birthday suit by her own negligence then wielded a sword at me.
If I were to make a list of the indignation and unreasonableness I went through in the past 10 years, there would really be no end to it. So that was a justified revenge…
?You have failed to pass.
?Reason: With great power follows equal responsibility. But you possess a character that does not suit the power you have. For the sake of the world’s order and peace, you shall be returning to the first day of the test.
?Beginning re-test.
“Return? Re-test? What bullsh*t is this!”
No matter how arbitrary a god could get, this wasn’t eptable. Roll around again in this garbage dump that didn’t even have flush toilets? Therades I had done my best to kill were going toe back to life?
The mere thought of it caused goosebumps to rise…
A suspicious light enveloped my body.
?All of the teaching staff are praying for your sess!
?You have been designated as a Blue Falcon Hero.
?A specialist instructor will be dispatched.
“God damn…”
Trantor : Hunnybuttachips
Editor : Fujimaru