Chapter 1. Wasn’t it supposed to be an epilogue? – FFF-CLASS TRASHERO – Light Novel

Chapter 1. Wasn’t it supposed to be an epilogue?

I lived happily ever after. My parents were completely healthy and attended the tennis club every weekend. I did not need additional income from a part-time job in order to pay for my studies. I was a very ordinary schoolboy, enjoying games, films, manga and short stories. This is exactly how it was in my life ten years ago.

– After these ten years I cannot understand… Why me? Fantasy worlds should be a support center for the disabled, social outcasts, a kind of Greenpeace for the disadvantaged. At least that’s how it was in the novels and manga.

There are those who are bullied at school, or those who lead a reclusive lifestyle. Such people are called into such a world, they provide material and spiritual support so that they enjoy life and enjoy adventure. Looking back, I can say that the development of events in such stories was really miserable.

That’s why it all had to be some kind of mistake.

– Understand, everything was fine with me on Earth… I was a well-to-do person who spent time with friends every day discussing novels and manga. Yes, I lived better than any of my high school friends. I could throw money in front of them while they downloaded games from pirate torrent trackers and were content to go to free events. To complete the picture I just lacked a prettier face… But no, forget it. The point is different. Why should someone like me be ranked among these losers? You think it’s wrong too, right? – I looked at the fallen comrade, seeking consent.

He was still showing signs of life, but I was confident that none of them would survive. If I were now in Korea, and someone who witnessed the scene of a brutal murder called the police, I would be in big trouble… However, this is not Earth. In this world, those who have power rule. Utopia for the savages. This is a world where with the help of brute physical strength you can achieve wealth, fame, power, women.

– Sick bastard…

Even the words of my dying comrade full of malice could not shake me. For me it was nothing more than the barking of a yard mongrel.

– To name the great hero who will defeat the Demon Lord and save humanity, a sick bastard? Out of your mind?

I was a hero, the chosen apostle of justice. It was not me who assumed this title. Those who called me into this world called me whatever they liked. They said that I am a hero from legend who will save this world.

– Someone like you cannot be a hero… Kha!

– Are these your last words?

The comrade, choked with blood, could not say anything. None of them could look at me with malice. I turned my back on the corpses of my comrades who were lying on the cold floor.

Princess of Sword, Queen of Elves, Sage, King of Mercenaries.

They were heroes who, at one time, significantly surpassed me in strength. But at the moment, ten years after the forcible call into this world, none of them could compete with me in a one-on-one battle. So I got rid of them. Right before the battle with the Demon Lord, I caught them off guard.

– Hey, what else do you want to say if you are suddenly alive?

But no one answered anymore…

– Weren’t you going to get rid of me after killing the Demon Lord? Ha! I can’t be fooled so easily!

I came out the winner because of the difference in our value system. For my comrades, this was the world where they were born and raised. If the hero loses to the Demon Lord, then their families, friends and loved ones will be at the mercy of the demons. They could not recklessly attack him.

What about me? I didn’t care what would happen to this world. I was going to kill the Demon Lord and return to Earth to my family. Now there were no obstacles in my way.

Bones and flesh were scattered throughout the dark corridor. The puddles of blood under my feet soaked my boots. There were corpses of people, corpses of monsters, corpses of demons. Someone gave their lives for the hero to get here, and someone on the contrary, so as not to let him near the Demon Lord.

– G-hero! Why?.. Came the voice of a dying mercenary leaning against the cold wall.

“Whoa, survivor? His name seemed to be… Let it be just Mercenary A”

It was a close follower of the King of Mercenaries. I remember him as a nice guy who sang the song even in the most difficult situations.

– Why did I kill my comrades? Don’t worry about it. I can deal with the Demon Lord myself. Now that I got rid of my annoying partners, I am at the peak of my abilities, – I answered Mercenary A. in a soothing voice.

Silence fell.

– You are not even going to hum a song?

I began humming a tune to myself instead of Mercenary A as I continued down the hallway. I jumped carelessly over corpses on my way. My gait was as light as that of a young lady taking a walk in a wonderful flower garden. If it weren’t for the scale armor the Dragon King made for me, I would probably be floating in the air.

– Hmmm ~ ♫ huhuhu ~ ♪

I was in a great mood. I swear I didn’t feel so good even when the continent’s first beauty fell into my arms.

* BOOM *

With all my might, I kicked the pretentious wooden door blocking my path.

* WHOOM *

The door that could not withstand such a blow flew to pieces. The throne room in front of me was so vast that it was hard to believe that I was inside the room. But nevertheless, something in this huge hall immediately caught my eye.

– So, you have reached this place, chosen hero!

At the opposite end of the hall from the entrance, there was a throne adorned with precious stones of different colors. The demon sitting on it slowly stood up as if welcoming me.

Huge horns, symbolizing demons, could be seen near its sharp ears. But they were larger and more beautifully decorated, in contrast to those that I noticed in the demons I had previously encountered. Therefore, it was not difficult for me to guess who was in front of my eyes.

– Are you the Demon Lord?

– Right. I am evil itself! I’m Pedonar! I am the one who will plunge this world into darkness!

Black miasma burst from the Demon Lord’s body after he introduced himself. Seeing this impressive display of power, I was convinced that it was not just another clone, a fake, which I was already tired of killing over these ten years. This is the real Demon Lord Pedonar, my ticket to Earth. He has no idea how long I waited for this moment.

– Haha! Hero, your eyes are full of determination, I love it! May it be so! I accept the challenge presented to me by humanity!

– Wait. Before we fight, I want to ask you something. Why did you just wait and watch your subordinates die?

This was the question that tormented me for these ten years. And I won’t have another chance to ask him.

The Demon Lord Pedonar frowned in response. It looks like his mood has soured.

– Just waiting and watching? How rough. I always sent my strongest subordinates to take revenge.

– And they died.

– Then I sent even stronger subordinates.

– And they also died.

– Hero, are you really unhappy that you were lucky enough to survive?

He seemed to reproach me and looked as if I had said something stupid.

– If only the respected Master The Demon have been active since the beginning, would I be here now?

The Demon Lord has lost a lot over the past ten years.

The plan to take over the kingdom, the conspiracy associated with the murder of the hero, loyal subordinates, an outstanding son, beautiful slaves, a first-class elite legion of demons, equipment of the highest class, mountains of treasures, vast territories… There is no way to list them.

And every time he lost something, I got stronger. My biggest sponsor was not humanity, but the Demon Lord himself.

– Hero, these speculations are meaningless.

– They are definitely not meaningless…

– Do you know the politics of demons? Otherwise, shut up.

It looks like it was useless to continue the conversation. The question that I wanted to ask during these ten years will remain unanswered…

***

Every time I went to explore ancient temples, labyrinths, ruins and other places as if specially prepared for the hero who will one day appear in this world, I did not experience any problems even without the “power of friendship” that I constantly heard about. I was strong even without motivating anyone or protecting anything. My most important goal was to escape from this barbarian world and return to normal earthly civilization. This motivation was enough for me.

It’s not in vain that I endured these ten years. And I didn’t need any tricks and tricks.

– Kh! Hero, does your mighty strength come from the rage at the loss of your comrades?

– No, this is the result of training.

What kind of rage can we talk about if I killed them myself? In fact, I felt pretty fresh and cheerful.

– So how? Anyway, it was a great fight…

The eyes of the Demon Lord Pedonar, who lost in a fair duel with swords, slowly closed.

I waited, not relaxing for a moment.

1 second, 2 seconds, 5 seconds, 10 seconds…

But the dead Demon Lord did not move. There was no sudden turn of events, when the enemy gets up and says: “And now I will fight with full strength!”

– Are you serious? This is the end? Hey?

Nothing broke the silence.

– Hmm…

I’ve worked hard for ten years to defeat the Demon Lord. And it ended so easy? Looking at his corpse, sprawled in front of me, I wanted to swear strongly.

A list of the names of these bastards popped up in my head, who over-exaggerated the Demon Lord’s capabilities, but since I have a generous heart, I decided to be merciful and not waste time on it.

– Oh, God of the fantasy world! I defeated the Demon Lord as I promised! Please bring me back to Earth! – I shouted, looking up to heaven.

There was no point in regretting the past. I just thought about what I would do on Earth. I will be a good son, start dating a girl, play games, enjoy wonderful food, participate in the Olympics, go in search of justice…

I was looking forward to returning to Earth.

▷ Dear Hero… Was your adventure fun?

– Yes, yes. Quickly bring me back to…

▷ The path of a real hero is really hard. But after finding the countless bonds that inspired you, you did not give up hope and continued to believe. You have known friendship and love, and after growing up together, you finally defeated the evil Demon Lord. Congratulations!

▷ Let’s take a look at your ratings.

– What other ratings?

This is the first time I’ve heard about this. My intuition, which never failed me, sounded the alarm, hinting that something strange was happening.

▷ Please check your report card.

▷ Name: Kang Han Soo

▷ Combat Power: S

▷ Achievements: A-

▷ Reputation: D +

▷ Personality: F

▷ Note: Why the hell did you kill your wonderful comrades?

– Why are they wonderful?

My comrades constantly interfered in my life and imposed their values. They disregarded human rights, and the use of violence under the guise of training was the order of the day. One crazy bitch, out of her own carelessness, appeared in front of me in negligee, and immediately drew her sword against me.

If I had to make a list of cases of unreasonable behavior towards me over the past ten years, he would not was the end. So it was fair revenge…

▷ You failed the test.

▷ Reason: With great strength comes great responsibility. But your personality does not match the acquired strength. For the sake of order and peace on the continent, you must return to the first day of the test.

▷ Beginning of recertification.

– Return? Re-certification? What the hell is this?!

It didn’t matter what God had in mind, but it was unacceptable. To wallow again in this garbage dump that doesn’t even have toilets? To watch how the comrades, for the sake of whose murder I put so much effort, will return to life?

The thought alone sent goosebumps.

A strange glow enveloped my body.

▷ The teaching staff will pray for your success!

▷ You have been given the title of “Dastardly Hero.”

▷ You a special instructor has been assigned to help.

– Damn you…

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