Chapter 468 - My Original Stash #68 - FFF-Class Trashero by Farnar (1/2)

-Another power fantasy novel, MC solves everything with force/ The twists here and then carried it for me

Synopsis: It was a life without regret. My parents were in good health, and I wasn't homey enough for me to combine my studies and part-time jobs.

I like fantasy, martial arts, games, fiction movies, cartoons… I'm a normal high school student who likes these things.

That was certainly true until ten years ago.

This is not the earth.

A fantasy world dominated by powerful people. Savage utopia. It is a world where you can take anything with you if you have physical strength.

Rated: M

Words: ???

Posted on: novelupdates.com/series/fff-class-trashero/?pg=8 (Farnar)

Chapter 1

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, comics…

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 and comics.

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 played 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 and comics with friends everyday.”

No, my circ_u_mstances 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 fallen comrade, seeking agreement.

Of course, they had no hope of surviving as I had crushed their heart for certain. But the glaring light in their eyes alone was quite lively. Had this been the law-governed country Korea, somebody who witnessed this scene of slaughter would have reported it to the police and things would have become troublesome, however…

This place 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 my comrade couldn't shake me. All it was to me, was like the barking of some dog.

”Calling the hero-nim who will be slaying 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 your last words?”

”…”

There was no retort from that comrade who had vomited blood from between their lips. They were no longer able to glare at me with anger.

I turned my back on the comrade, with whom I had shared lasting bad blood, without regret. The corpses of my other comrades had long been scattered around the place, lying on the cold ground.

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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 the last 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 my comrades 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 thoughtlessly lay 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 similar 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 my comrades? Worry not. I'll take care of the Demon King by myself. My condition is at its peak too now that those bothersome comrades of mine are gone.”

”…”

”You're not humming a song today.”

I hummed a song through my nose in place 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 young lady who had come 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 p_l_e_a_s_u_r_e and-

Slam!

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 place! 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 welcomed me.

Above his pointy ears was a pair of horns which symbolized demons, but they were larger 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!”