Hero? 

Hero who is the strongest of all, his adversaries trembles when they see him. Hero who protects the weak citizens and the whole world cheer for him. Hero who shall be just and fight for justice. Hero who stands firm on the top and always smile even if he on the averge of death. Hero who marries the most beautiful woman of the world, a princess. 

That's the kind of hero I wanted to become... but its look like that was a foolish dream of mine, childish? Yeah, you can say that because I can't laugh, I can't stand... I can't do anything at all! I'm not a hero in the least bit! I can't even yell on my pathetic self!  

"sigh" 

I think that's end for me, it suits well to a loser like me. Cover in my own blood, lying here all alone in this mud. I think I can't even open my eyes properly. Haah. My friends gonna laugh at me off their wits, talk about some hero I was. If I were to reborn then I'm going to be a farmer. Yeah that life is good. Work on my farm, then marry a village girl, have kids, laugh with village folks and one day die happ- 

"like hell I'm gonna die like that!!! cough cough. Haah. Those assholes"

First I should try to get up 

Arsh tried to move his fractured arms. Actually his whole body was in very bad shape and his clothes tattered. If it was someone else he would have died or at least gave up but arsh was different! He trained his body like his life on the line. His muscles very detailed, bulged chest and thick arms like those street fighters in underworld or royal guards, slightly more than that of royal guards. But he has one more thing what even amongst the best fighters you can't find. His dream and determination, to become a hero! Since he was a little kid, when his parents told him about the heroes from those fairytales, he fantasies and swore in his heart that one day he will become a hero! Every kid would have thought just like arsh when they are little and listen to stories about heroes. But arsh never gave up nor he thought even once about giving up because he always felt. It was his everything, his life goal, his existence itself for this reason. A burning fire what makes him keep going towards his dream. To become a hero!

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 Arsh tried to get up while reminiscences his first day when he came to the royal capital of the Kingdom to become an adventurer. His very first step towards his goal.

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Drac'Rst Kingdom. It is said that, here gods lived long time ago in this world. And in this Kingdom. There was one dragon god who had multiple heads and the dragon fought with the demon god and his tens of thousands of army to the death.

The dragon god died after slaughtering the demon god and his massive army but some legends says that dragon god gave his divine artifacts to humans and left somewhere. But no one knows that, where are those divine artifacts or is this just baseless rumors. 

Drac'Rst Kingdom is small country but very proud. The king is very benevolent towards his people, not any unnecessary taxes, does everything to avoid wars.You can say its peaceful country where citizens can smile from their heart. And in the centre of the Kingdom, the royal capital. 

The royal capital. Where royal family lives and many nobles. The church. And main branch of the adventure guild. 

Arsh stood there at the entrance of the gate. Sparkle eyes and wide childish grin. Semi long and slight curly black hair, oval face and sharp eyes. Arsh is seventeen years old, still somewhat childlike expression... You can say he's handsom and his physic catches people's attention more than his face.

Alright! I'm finally here in the royal capital! Just you wait for me world here I come! I'm gonna be the hero!!!

As arsh was lost in thoughts. Guard finally tapped his shoulder and shouted... After all, he was still a little hesitant after looking at arsh's physic.

"Hey! You! Are you listening? Move forward already, there are many people also wants to enter."

Arsh snapped out of his thoughts. "Ah, yes, I'm sorry!" He bowed to the guard and people behind him. 

After entering the royal capital he was looking around cocking his head here and there. On the royal capital stone paved street there were countless people walking around, horse carriages , arsh was truly dumbfounded and his head was spinning seeing that many people for the first time in his seventeen years life, after all he's from some small village and there's no way that, some village can compare to the royal capital. Here you can find any and everything, merchant shops, magical tools shops, Smith shops, pawn shops, potion shops etc. For arsh its like festival was going on. He was feeling so overwhelmed and astonished. After a while he accepted as it is and decided to forget about all these things because there is something more important waiting for him. He took a deep breath "fuuuuaaahhhh~ Yosh, no time to waste!" he slapped his cheeks and started to walk to the adventurer's guild. He did asked the city gate guard about the adventurer's guild's direction, where he was heading right now. 

Arsh was walking while surveying around him all the shops as his eyes were sparkling, looking at armors and swords while he stopped front of the shops. After all, arsh doesn't have armor, weapons or anything like that. He was just some guy from a small village, so that much is obvious. He was wearing his usual clothes but slightly better because they were new, his uncle bought for him, loose shirt and trouser. Still it couldn't hide arsh's physic.