Chapter 224: I am the Hero. |
I'm Zeraph Nindine. A nerd otaku. Nothing much achieved in life. Heavily obsessed with anime and manga. So much that I ruined my other jobs.
I was just a normal guy living under a roof all alone. No one to take care for me or no one to take care of them. My room was screaming the nerdiness and what people call, "an otaku."
My whole life, I didn't have any friends, all my closest family died and all their money went to me. So I'm sitting in that room with millions in my bank account from their wills. They were all successful. And I was not.
And I thrived from their deaths.
I used their money to buy any pleasure that I could buy. Multiple streaming channels, buying cars, a decent house for me to live in while I use 50% of that house for my collection. Figurines, poster, pillow cases and everything that you can think of. But not people. I hated anyone that was by my side.
Everyone was just... boring. No one understood me. No one understood how great the stories of people becoming strong after being so weak after a long time. No one understood how great heroes were. No one understood how beautiful that woman is.
All they could say was, "You like these hand drawn creatures?"
I distanced myself away from the people that came to get me. Was it from their conscience and how much they pity me? Or was it the money? I didn't care to get the details. I was only focused on myself and the shows that I was watching.
I created countless stories. Countless journeys. But all of that... I came to a realization that none of those journeys... Would ever happen to me. Not a single one of them.
But no matter how much I faced those thoughts... I just smiled happily and walked over to my chair and sat down and watched as the protagonists of my favorite shows achieve their goals. I was happy. That at least I get to watch them grow. I was there in their journey somehow. And that's all I needed.
But then... a bright light opened up as if breaking the fabric of reality. It opened up on what seems to be a dark place and was an endless void. And a... creature appeared. It looks like a human. But it doesn't have a face, ears or anything. Just a black silhouette of a human.
"You want a reset button? For a chance to get the journey you truly deserve?"
These words shook up my entire body. I slapped myself three times trying to know if I'm going crazy and looked around. But only to see this creature.
"You want a story? Journey? Fights? Battles? Be a hero? Die and I'll give you what you wish."
I was smiling. I didn't care what would happen to me on the other side. But I felt like I had to take it. No matter what.
I looked back all my whole life and I called sitting down for 14 hours everyday a journey. I didn't want to return to that. I want to feel this journey. I want to be someone or something big. I wanted that desperately.
"I acc-" Before I could answer, this so called got stopped me in the middle of my speech.
It laughed menacingly, "But there's a catch mortal. You'll be there not as a reincarnated being to live your life as free as you want. No. You'll be there as a contestant. A contestant in a battle royale."
"I don't care what's on the other side! Just bring me there and I'll figure everything out myself."
"Keke... HAHAHA! Interesting, interesting! Good, good. I don't have to explain to you the rules or anything. As my contender, go wild." It held out its hand in front of me and summoned up a sword in a stone.
"What... is this?"
"Your condition. You must die before you ascend to this world. So Zeraph Nindine, this is the result of waiting and despairing for a long time. A NEW LIFE!"
"So... what do I do?"
"I know you've been waiting all your life for this. And I will gift it to you. Zeraph Nindine... you are the chosen one. Draw out the sword that only you can pull and stab yourself. This is the only way you can ascend to the other world to fulfill your destiny."
Chills ran down my spine and I had a disgusting grin on my face. All my despairs and suffering are all ending. I can start over. And that's what I desperately need.
Like a hero resurrecting for a good cause, I drew the sheath out of the stone and raised it. I grabbed it with both of my hands and took a look at it.
The god spoke again, "You and this sword will meet again. But as for your first time meeting, you must bid farewell."
I took one last look at it and closed my eyes. I flipped it over and stabbed myself in the stomach. The unrelenting pain that I felt was unbearable. But I didn't feel any. It was like an adrenaline rush that I couldn't feel myself dying.
Because I'm getting reborn. I'm going to get reborn as a new man and there's nothing more I want than that.
I wanted companions who are extremely loyal and would come to follow me through my journey, I wanted someone to love me and I wanted to slay a dragon or something. All those legends and stories that I've heard... I want to them all.
As I closed my eyes and waited for my death, I could no longer feel the hard surface and the sword that was impaling me. It was like I was lying on dirt. I can feel the grass and everything. I opened my eyes and see the distant horizon filled with trees and in the corner of my eyes... A giant castle... with a wall surrounding it.
My excitement couldn't be contained. As I looked around at the open field. A portal opened up again and the same god came out of it. "Welcome. To the world of Pandir. How does it feel?"
"Different. And exciting." I couldn't say anything more than that.
"So I won't explain anything to you as you said. But you must choose one out of the million classes out there. What class do you want to choose?"
If its talking about class then that means I get to be the swordsman or anything. "I don't care! I just want to be a hero!"
"Hero huh... One stubborn fool. Well then, welcome to the class, Void. You are nothing. You are no one. You are just a weak old person who managed to get here. And its up for you to change that." The god aimed his hand at me and my whole outfit changed into what seems to be a leather armor and a pocket of gold in my hands. But I had no weapon.
"Weapon?"
"A hero starts out weak isn't it? Good luck Zeraph Nindine. I hope you entertain me." The god opened up a portal again and exited through it.
So... this is it. My new life and a new journey. I took a look at myself. I'm weak. Frail and incredibly unathletic. So I have to get up and move. And live the life that I was promised and live the life that I wanted. "Alright. Let's do this. Zeraph Nindine, the mighty hero has come to the world of Pandir. And he'll take the world by storm."
I then ran to the nearest kingdom. That's what I'll call it from now on seeing how we're in the medieval age. Everyone has swords and all weapons. And no guns! This is great! I don't have to worry dying to one thing now.
As I was passing through the kingdom, I saw some people cooking. And I was shocked to see that they were using magic to heat it up. Not flames from gas or anything... Just... pure magic coming out from their hands.
Everything that I want and ever wanted was all in this place. I was getting more and more excited for the secrets of this world.
And I have some plans in check. The first stop that I have to do to get more allies... is...
Wait, do I have enough money? I checked the pocket money that the god gave me and in there was around a hundred gold.
I guess that's fine. Pretty small. Or is this world using tier based currency? I'm so excited on how thing will turn out.