If you got summoned to another world, and thrown the title [Hero] and forced to fight for some random people you don’t even know, how would you feel? Well personally, I’d probably kill myself. Why? Simply because one, I no longer had any ties left to the world and two to see the looks on the faces of the fuckers that dragged me there.
Honestly, I find those novel protagonists brain-damaged good for nothings. Well, I guess that’s supported by how a good bit of them were human waste before they got dragged over. I mean, come on now, who the hell would laugh and say “yay” in that kind of situation? No friends. No family. No modern day comforts. No money. No home. No nothing, except of course the clothes on your back and whatever you have on hand. And worst of all, you suddenly had a couple hundred million lives on your shoulders.
Of course that’s all hypothetically speaking. By the way, my that’s was ‘that was’ not ‘that is’. Notice how it’s past tense? I had all the bullshit in the above paragraph thrown at me. That’s right, I am…… A victim of kidnapping and abduction or so I thought.
I am not a hero. I am an abductee who was dragged to some mysterious place against his will. I am not the saviour of the world. I am a kidnapee who just wants to go home. That is me. A black haired, brown eyed, lazy ass asian male that only wants to rest in peace.
The white haired old man in front of me, was the ringleader of this kidnapping syndicate. He had ash-grey eyes that made him seem like he’d seen any eternity go by as well as an imposing aura not suited to his age. His voice was deep and resonant and frankly? Annoying as all fucking hell. Made me wanna murder his ass. Unfortunately, I was surrounded by burly hulking men in silver coloured armor that shone like a flashbang.
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“Hero! Welcome to our world. Please save it by defeating the demon lord!” The scrawny, sharp-nosed, grey-eyed bastard said.
To which I replied, “Hero? Who? Me?”
“Of course! You’re the one our goddess summoned to rescue us in this time of need! So please. Bring peace to the world by slaying the vile monster threatening it!” he answered.
“Very well! I shall save you!”…. Is that what you thought I’d say? Well sorry, it wasn’t. Instead, I cruelly crushed his hopes and dreams with a single word.
“Why?”
“Wh-wh-what do you mean why? You are the hero summoned by the goddess! It is your duty!” The old man panicked and stuttered out a reply. Ah what a joy it is to see that expression on his face.
“Says who? You? Now tell me, why should I do as you say? Look at it from my perspective. What has the demon lord done to me and what have you done to me? Let’s see…… Did the demon Lord harm me in any way shape or form? Nope. Did he do that to someone I cared about? Nope. Now what about you? You dragged me away from my home. From my family. From my friends. From my world. You arbitrarily pronounced me something I am not. You tell me to risk my life for no good reason. You tell me to kill a guy who has done nothing to me. So, why should I help you? Now while I may not be strong enough to slaughter you like the fucker you are, I can always kill myself and crush your people’s hope. So tell me honestly, why should I help you?”