We were summoned as heroes in another world.

I, Shouta Murayama together with my twin sister, Shouko Muryama arrive at this world with magic existing as if it is a common occurrence. We were happy about this as we don’t have anything to go back to our own world, a world where we are maltreated.

I was treated as an ill omen and Shouko was treated as a sacrificial tool. It was the worst as we entered adolescent, the village which we came from believes a tradition that our people are descendants of Kaguya-no-Hime, a lore in which no solid evidence.

Both of us don a black silky hair that comparable to the night sky with the brilliance of the moon, our eyes are lustrous shade of dark that allures anyone who stares long enough. We are both beautiful as we are identical twins.

But I am a he and Shouko is a she.

The people of our village deep in the mountains cut off from modern civilization believes that Shouko is a fragment of Kaguya-no-Hime and I, as the twin, represents her sins, desires, and attachment to this world.

When we entered twelve, they forcibly separate us and they took Shouko deep inside a shrine with strong sealing barrier. A place where she will live alone for four years to cleanse her own self and when the times come where she is pure, men of the village will feast on her purity through sex and spread it to our village.

For me, I was kicked out and sealed away permanently from the village. At that time, my hatred peaks as Shouko was the only one who truly understands me and we love each other even though we are siblings. Even our parents treated as like how other villagers treats us.

At the very same time, I was found by a woman called Nineteenth and introduced me to a man named Yang, a Chinese folklorist.

Yang is a middle-aged man whose expertise revolves around exorcism. Being a folklorist is just his front and he travels all over the world. Yang took me in and trained me knowing my circumstances.

A year pass since I trained under Yang in exorcism and spearmanship, Yang and I arrives in the country of India and investigated a site where Sidharta Gautama once preached and fast. There, I received that power of the Stone Begging Bowl from the Tales of the Bamboo Cutter.

Ironically, The Tale of the Bamboo Cutter is lore about Kaguya-no-Hime from our village’s tradition. Yang, who can use exorcism and expert combatant constantly trained me and taught me the reality of this world together with academic knowledge.

For two more years, Yang decided that I should collect and complete all of Kaguya-no-Hime’s five impossible requests. He readily spends money and time for me to complete such endearing tasks while risking my life whenever I try to reach out for those items.

After the Stone Begging Bowl comes the Jeweled Branch of Mythical Horai which came from Horai Island, Legendary Robe of the Fire Rat that can be found in China’s fallen ruins, Colored Jewel from a Dragon’s Neck that I hunted in Europe and lastly, Cowry Shell born from a Swallow that I acquired by hunting every swallow that passes through this world.

Through constant harsh training, my body that once lady like matures into a manlier figure for just three years that even Yang cannot believe it.

My eyes become sharper and colder, my shoulder becomes broad and my body is composed of lean muscles and I’ve become a lot taller. Yang said that it must be because of all treasures imbued power that my body was forced to mature at such young age.

When I look at the mirror, I can no longer see Shouko’s visage. All I can see is a man who completed the five impossible requests of Kaguya. No, no man can ever complete such tasks and I knew it to myself, even Yang knows it…I’ve become an entirely different being.

I hurriedly returned to our village where Shouko was being held as a sacrifice. I arrive at the damn place just in time where she is about to be presented to the men of the village.

However, the monster inside me and all of my suppressed hatred was unleashed into the village. With a spear in my hand enchanted with what I called Horai energy, I slaughtered every single one in the village, even the elderly and children except for Shouko.

Covered in fresh blood, I approach Shouko with a smile but, she didn’t recognize me. What she only saw on me that time is a bloodthirsty murderer. It greatly reminds me that I am no longer Shouta Murayama and for my travel with Yang, I used that alias of Hasu.

That’s right, I am Hasu. I am no longer the Shouta that Shouko once knew.

Because of my love for Shouko, I once again push myself into a lie. Using one of the treasures inside my body, I made an illusion of Shouta Murayama once again, an image that reflects on Shouko’s appearance.

Once again, I appear before Shouko with the appearance of Shouta Murayama. She was in bliss and she missed me so much that she came running towards me with a hug. That when I knew that Shouko fears Hasu but love Shouta.

I vowed that I will never ever show Shouko any traces of Haku and fixes myself into a sweet and gentle twin. A façade made reality with my time with Shouko. Yang took us in and with my pleading he let us live a normal life while he teaches Shouko exorcism.

Two years after the murder of our village, Shouko and I live a normal life in the city where we both admitted in a university while working under Yang as exorcists to cleanse evil spirits. However, when Yang heard the news that his friend, Nineteenth, was killed, Yang left us.

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After that, we heard that Yang also died in the hands of a man called Fourth.

Nonetheless, it didn’t affect us. Shouko and I love each other that we are comfortable with an intimate sex with each other.

Immoral as it is but, our feelings for each other traverse what’s common and follow our desire for each other. After all, we can only understand each other, our pain, our suffering.

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“Give it back! Give me back Shouko’s soul!”

“Bad…this is bad! Your raging expression looks so beautiful, Hahaha!”

I pointed my spear at the man called Flow who has features of a wolf such as ears, tail, and even fur. I held Shouko’s unmoving body in my arms as I seethe with rage from the man in front of me. In his hand, he held a dark purple gem where he stored Shouko’s soul.

Together with Flow is a man called Cr’thgor, a man with emerald scales wearing a heavy armor. It seems both of them are Arcana magician like Priscilla and Susanoo. Shouko and I are treated as fairly strong as a hero but those two far exceeds us in overall combat skills.

“What do you want with that?! It’s not yours!”

“Hahaha! It’s just a hobby of mine. Let’s see how far you can go with that feeling of yours. How are you going to bring your sister’s soul back from me?”

“Why?! Shouko and I had enough of our previous life in our world…! Don’t go ruining it now! We’ve already established a good status quo in this world to live a comfortable life and now you are hindering it!”

“How hopeful, however, you do know that you are summoned as heroes and as heroes, you should know that there are villains like us.”

That’s right, I should have expected this. These are the people who spread destruction throughout that whole city of Mujinn. They are the one who controls the devils that attacked thousands of people.

For Shouko, I will not hesitate to reveal my true form.

The normal spear that I am holding molded into a new figure. It becomes a spear with a curved blade at the tip and the handle becomes jaded. This spear becomes unbreakable and able to pierce everything, even a concept itself, a naginata.

After that, I tore the image of Shouta apart and reveal my grown-up figure, Hasu. Using the Horai energy inside my body produced by the treasures, I’ve strengthened my body and the spear in my hand. I am no longer a human and my existence becomes entirely different being but technically, I am now a spirit that channels the energy of the horai treasures.

“Woah, what the fuck!?”

“You shall face my spear that pierces through even the most powerful metal!”

“[Divine Spear – Oriental Mist Five Point Pierce!]”

I filled the spear with an ample amount of horai energy. The spear glowed with hue of green light and with a stroke forward, the spears flies towards the man with a fixed accuracy. It’s a strike that would perfectly impale the target or otherwise, would stop if someone else catches it.

“Bad, bad, bad, bad, bad, bad!!”

“Let me handle this.”

The man with emerald dragon scales pulls Flow back and summons a great amount of magical energy to reinforce his magical resistance. However, even how much he reinforces it, the end will be the same…

ZUUUU—

The spear…will pierce through everything.

“Wha--! Hey, Cr’thgor!”

“Ahhck…!”

“You’re not getting away!”

As the spear pierces Cr’thgor’s chest, Flow immediately rushes to his side and opens a portal. He started pulling him to the portal and I tried to follow but to no avail, lost sight of them as devils started swarming again.

“Damn!”

The fled with Shouko’s soul. I rush to her side and check if something is different. I check her breathing, her pulse, the color of her countenance, and everything.

She was perfectly fine. She’s breathing normally but, I can feel that her overall life force has decreased. I shouldn’t be distracted right now, I should fight off the devils and escape from here and meet up with everyone.

I fought and fought and fought protecting Shouko. I run around the blazing houses, heaps of corpses, and a river of blood.

The heat greatly weakens Shouko’s body as her breathing becomes ragged. I have to hurry or she might really die.

At that moment, two strong forces clash somewhere, a strong divine powers that cleared the whole sky with its intense power…

I can’t be bothered by such trivialities. The most important thing right now is to get Shouko in a safe place. Somewhat…a light embraces us and in the middle of my escape with Shouko in my arms, we were swallowed and I lost consciousness…

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A snowy scenery from left to right that seems infinitely spread across the land. There are no signs of any green trees and only devils roam the land. For three consecutive days, I’ve been protecting Shouko restlessly while I carry her.

I’m at my limit and my mind is on the edge. I’m squeezing everything I have to keep Shouko safe and I am still praying and hoping that she would wake up.

“HAA!!”

Another devil falls to my hand as it attacks me head on. I cannot keep the form of Hasu so naturally, I reverted back to my usual form, Shouta Murayama. I drained my energy as keep moving three days straight with only snow and bark to consume.

Shouko’s temperature slowly drops even though I gave her most of my clothes. Why is this happening? I don’t care what happened to me as long as Shouko is safe. Even if I die of starvation, in dehydration or even a fight against a horde of devil, I am satisfied if I can get Shouko to safety.

My mind starts to become hazy and my consciousness blinks in and out. I drop to my knees into the snowy path. Devils started gathering around before I know it. I am completely defenseless…

“Anyone…anything…please…just…save Shouko…save my…beloved twin sister…”

I face the sky and pleaded.

I hug Shouko tightly in my arms as tears start running down to my cheeks. I can feel our impending doom in the cold and harsh winter field. At best, I know that I will die together with her, that if I hold her like this, we may take the same path in the afterlife and meet again.

I close my eyes and bring her face close to mine…

Shouko…

SWISH!

SWISH!

The air around us stagnates as the wind was cut through by something…

The devils that surrounded us dissipate to nothingness as dozens of black vector lines pierce them. A strong magical power was emitted that seems so unnatural.

I force my head to function again to look who did this.

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A middle-aged man with blond hair and elegant moustache wearing a dashing gentleman’s coat with coattail, his eyes are red and his stature, even as someone old looks strong. The man smiles at us and a fang behold me.

This is the man that saved us…

“Hola, chicas! I heard your sweet and gentle prayer so I came to assist you. Good thing I was passing by. My name is Gria Hellbeing, a reincarnator but as you can see, I am a vampire and not just any simple vampire, I am a true ancestor. Pleased meeting you chicas!~”