Tyrone Dustin was an accomplished youth. He was tall for his age, was well built due to regularly visiting the gym, had the best performance in his classes, loved by his peers and teachers. He was the ideal son any parent would want and the ideal man any parent would want their daughter to marry.
(So it's gonna be like that huh, gassing up the MC to be the perfect hero. At least the title of the novel makes sense).
Due to his academic achievements, Tyrone was able to gain scholarships to one of the best medical schools in the country (Which country though? He does sound like he's meant to be black, but is the name Tyrone really only limited to black people?). With the help of his loving parents getting him an apartment to live in as well as all time and effort he put into his classes, he was able to pass his finals. After leaving medical school as one of the best students to ever attend it, he went onwards to tackle the MCAT so that he would be able to work in the United States. He was currently waiting for his results to be emailed to him, even though he already knew he aced it, (This is going way too fast. The fuck I'm I reading?) so that he could show his parents that all his worked paid off. Some would say that Tyrone was prive....
(What the fuck I'm I reading? I thought this was supposed to be and isekai? Isn't he suppose to be like some orphan who gets abused or some shit, his life is way too good to be an isekai MC. Like WTF?! Relax @#$%&, just finish this chapter and be done with it. I might as well have some fun with it)
Tyrone was currently sitting (Nah, he be chilling) chilling on the couch reading a manga that one of his friends recommended for him to read. It was an isekai manga (ironic, lol) about a japanese teen who was summoned to another world to save its residents from the evil demon king. Tyrone was not a fan of the isekai trope, one could even say he hated it. The MC was always some troubled teen that is either hated or bullied by his peers except for that one girl because plot, has absolutely nothing to live for (which is exactly what you should've been like, a proper isekai MC) and is given a chance at a second life. He didn't hate it because of that, he hated it because of how common they were. They were the same story being sold with different cosmetics sprinkled with a little betrayal and a side of harem. They always save a girl that's a slave because plot, that slaves turns out to be a princess because plot. He saves a kingdom because plot, he gets surrounded by girls he has no interest in because plot. (It actually do be like that, shame he's the MC of a genre he hates)
"Relax Tyrone, why are you getting mad at a book. Just stop reading it." Tyrone quietly spoke to himself as a means to calm down. Taking a glance at the book in his hand, he decided to throw yeet the book across the living room where it slammed onto a wall and fell back on the floor. Grrrrrrr, Tyrones stomach rumbled. He hadn't gotten a chance to eat since he came back from the gym (wait, when did he go to the gym?). He went to the kitchen to go make himself something to eat (that was kinda lazy).
As Tyrone walked to the kitchen to go get himself something to eat, he stopped as he started to hear a strange sound. A strange yet soothing lullaby, something that sounded foreign yet strangely familiar, a some what fucked up version of japanese. Before he could resume his walk to slay his hunger, he blacked out.
When consciousness returned to Tyrone, he found himself in the middle of some circle that somewhat illuminated the room he was in. He couldn't see much though so he might as well be surrounded by darkness. From what he could see with the little light coming of the circle, he could see a pillar not too far from where he stood. Turning around to see if there were any similar structure brought him nothing but darkness. So all he could see was the circle, the floor and a pillar (why is he so fucking calm though?).
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As he was wondering why he wasn't freaking out about waking up in a foreing place, he was assaulted by a blinding light. He then heard what sounded like dozens of metal boots coming in from the front, whoever were making those noises later surrounded him.
"Was the summoning a success" said a girl, the voice coming from the same direction the metal boots came from.
"Yes your highness, it was a success. We can now move on to the next step" said a man, probably coming in with the 'princess'.
"He seems to be different from the heroes we usally got" the 'princess' said somewhat enthusiastically "I like him, he's definitely going to be exotic" (ok, so she gonna be a bitch. Guess that this author may have been a bit inspired by 'Rise of the Shield Hero').
"Please keep your distance your highness, we don't know if the hero is dangerous"
With his vision somewhat recovered, Tyrone was immediately assulted by a spear that was held in front of him. Turning around showed that it would be the same view regardless of where he turned. The soldiers seemed to be equipped with medival armor, except it was gold. He was starting to get an Idea that he had been isekai'd. He could almost hear the girl bitch pleading for him to save the humans from the demon king.
Turning towards the area where he had heard the voice of the 'princess' bitch come from, all his time wasted on reading isekai had lead him to a disappointed. Where he expected a beautiful princess, he found the ugly step sister. The girl bitch was short and chubby and wore a blue dress. Behind her was your average isekai pope, at least he didn't disappoint (at least give the pope some description, even if it's as halfed-ass as the one you wrote for the princess. Lazy ass motherfucker).
"Hero-Sama!" she startled Tyrone with the sudden shouting "I know that you may be confused as to how you arrived to this place, but do not fear! For you have been brought to us by the great goddess of life, Meretrix, to save us from the demon king that threatens us exterminate us." she continued in an unnatural pace, as if she had rehearsed it dozens of times for this very moment. "Please, we beg you to stay. Please stay and save us, you are our only hope".
After listening to her whole speech, Tyrone started to feel uneasy. Something wasn't right about this, there was no sincerity in the way she said it. It was as if she was reading some script. There was so many questions Tyrone wanted to ask them, why was he so calm? Why did he understand them? Did they know what Meretrix meant? ( I'll google 'Meretrix' after this) But the question that really was on his mind was 'stay', did that mean he could refuse and go back? He had absoultely no interest in staying in this world when he had a life that was just starting to come together, why should he fight someone elses fight and throw away what it was that was waiting for him? He doesn't give a shit what happens in this world because it had nothing to do with him. (those last three sentences were all just repeats of each other, this guy is stalling the paragraph. Why am I even talking out loud? Fucking corona!) Knowing that he wanted nothing to do with this world, Tyrone looked the princess in the eye. One needed to be confident when it came to important matters like this.
"Take me back to my world! I have no interest in fighting someone elses fight, especially if its my life on the line. I will not throw away my life for you or this goddess that kidnapped me from my world" is what he wanted to say.
'Making of a Hero' has been applied
(So the novel is named after this. Wait a minute...ooh...)
"I can not turn my back knowing that I would leave innocents to die, not when I have a chance at saving them. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. I will do everything I can to save you from this threat, you have my word" was what he actually said (oh shit).
'What the fuck did I just say? That was not at all what I wanted to say? Is this a fucking curse? Did the fucking curse me and turn me into some slave?' were the thoughts that were racing through Tyrones mind. Tyrone noticed the expression the princess was making, an expression a child would make when they woke up to find what the wished for under the christmas tree. It was at that moment that he realized that he was fucked, he was completely fucked.
(Aight, consider yourself followed my guy. You now have my attention.)