*Sniff Sniff*
"Ugh..." I awoke to something trying to lick me, and ran away. When I woke up suddenly I felt my arms suddenly shatter. I then looked at it, and to my absolute horror my arms shattered into icy shards. Blood started to flow but before I could scream suddenly my shattered arms started to become a stump, and a greenish calming light appeared from the shield creating some sort of translucent green limbs. When I tried to move my stumps, the translucent limbs also moved. The fingers of one of the limbs started to move. I stood there in awe as my arms were regenerated into some translucent green arm with a similar look to iron armored arms. I clenched my fists, and felt it to be cold and hard similar to the iron armored gauntlets I used to wear in the other world. I tried to grab one of the frozen corpses, but my hand just past threw it and made me faceplant into a frozen burnt corpse. I stood back up again, but with the help of my legs, and my face.
"Blegh..." I spat out some soot that came from the burnt corpse. My eyes turned to rage as I saw it was actually two corpses. One was protecting the other one, and the other one was crying in the older corpse's shoulder. Hatred... It was all I felt. They get to live a life filled with happiness while I get the short end of the stick. It sickened me that this world was cruel. Then I suddenly remembered something. The faces of the Gods inside that temple in the other world.
"AGGHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!" THEY WERE LAUGHING AT ME! THEY KNEW THIS WOULD HAPPEN! THEY FUCKING PREDICTED THIS! THEY ORCHESTRATED THIS WHOLE THING! IT WAS ALL A FUCKING LIE!
Out of sheer anger I kicked the two corpses, and crushed their skulls.
"FUCK YOU! YOU SCUMBAG GODS!" I screamed, and flipped off the skies. The red, horrific skies.
Flashback....
I looked around in abject terror as the world around me was horrific. Every moment I had to fight for my own damned life. Everywhere I go, there was monsters. I was isekai'd into another world... How absurd. If things couldn't get worse, I was alone. Lost in a forest with only a shield stuck to my arm.
"Why is this happening to me?" I mumbled as I became paranoid of the world around me. Everytime something made a sound I immediately ran. Scared for my own life. You wouldn't believe the terror of being hunted down by giant wolves, snakes longer than an anaconda, and things that shouldn't be. Everything was out there to kill me. Mimics that mimic normal looking fruit baring plants almost got me killed a few times. Everytime I tried to pull one of the fruits, the ground started to shake, and immediately I ran away as a giant maw raised from the ground and made a giant hole in the place where I once stood. Everything tried to kill me. If it wasn't for my deceased uncle's trapping and hunting teachings when we used to go on camping trips in the great Appalachian mountains. One thing I learned from him was if the forest is quiet then there has to be predators nearby. Something similar to the bears my uncle, and I used to avoid when hunting game in the mountains. The perfect description for this forest was 'the dark forest'. I named it that due to a scientific theory dubbed the dark forest theory. A theory in which we either stay quiet or if we don't we will get killed if we aren't careful.
Suddenly my stomach grumbled as I felt hungry. I sweat dropped at this, and I could faintly hear the growls of feral beasts heading towards me. I immediately ran, and ran as fast as I could. I didn't turn back, and ran. No matter how tempting it might be to look. Don't look back.
I continued running. Running as far as I could. Even if I felt thirsty. It still was better to run than go risk my life to go near a water source that has something far worse monsters on it than the predators on this forest. After a 3 hour sprint, I found myself in an open field. Without anything on it. I could feel my gut sink, and my Instinct to tell me to backtrack, and run towards the other direction. But it was too late.... Suddenly the ground shook as suddenly started to sink. I immediately ran towards the other direction, and didn't look back. Fuck that. Fuck all of this bullshit. I'd rather be home than this hellscape. I continued to run. No matter what happens. I need to find a human or humanoid settlement. Even if it means being a slave. Being stuck as a slave is better than this shit. I'd rather be an indentured servant than get eaten and die horribly.
After a while of running I stop to take a rest, and noticed there was a tree next to mean that bore fruit similar to red juicy crab apples. Out of sheer thirst I immediately climbed it without thinking, and grabbed multiple of them. I then bit one of the apples. Immediately everything went to shit. Everything around me was getting blurry, and I could see a giant flower with an eye on it. I then heard something hiss at me, and immediately a vine snatched me.
Ah fuck!
"FUCK FUCK FUCK!" I repeated over and over as I tried to get out of the vines. A moment later something came out of the skies. A four winged humanoid, and immediately the vines around me was cut by the mysterious savior.
"It seems that the Gods have grown fond of you. Very well. I shall become your guardian as the Gods demanded. I shall train you until you become strong enough to defeat the demon king. To defeat the defiant one." The mysterious figure said. And immediately after saying that a flaming sword appeared out of the figure's hand. And smiled maliciously as the figure started to burn everything around the figure.
The figure chuckled, and slashed everything around. Around me, I could smell the soot, and burning of wood. I started choking as I just went on to look in abject horror as the thing that proclaimed to be a servant of the Gods burnt everything around it. The flower with eyes screamed in agony as everything around it burned. Probably burning the thing's body along with it. The figure then tied me up, and suddenly karate chopped my neck. After that I woke up in some weird cathedral with statues of what looks like Gods lining the sides of the structure. Around me I could see the ominous faces of the Gods that probably summoned me here. Multiple of them weren't even human. They were straight up something you'd see in an Aztec altar to one of their Gods. Multiple of them were represented as animals, and the most threatening was the one with a cruel looking smile. Suddenly around me, I noticed the faces statues start to morph into mocking faces. Like they were laughing at something. Then something barged in, and I saw multiple priestly looking men with clothes similar to cardinals, a girl with your typical Isekai saintess outfit, and the figure that saved me and knocked me out. The figure was humanoid in nature with short spiky hair, and golden eyes. The only thing that felt unnatural was the halo above her, and the four wings that covered her body. The figure was beautiful. If I'd have to rate her, she'd be a 10/10 in tinder lingo. The figure emitted a majestic aura around her. Like she was some sort of heavenly being.
"Ah. It isn't the hero summoned by the Gods. You must be confused. My name is Jean D'Arc. One of the God's messengers. An angel you might say. And I'm here to tell you the purpose of your summoning. Cardinals, saintess, please leave for a second. This is a private matter." The people that followed her obliged, and left.
"Now that's done. I'm going to tell you."
"You are a hero summoned by the Gods. You have been summoned to fulfill the will of the Gods. To what is the purpose of your summoning you might ask? Well to answer that. We first need to introduce you to our enemy. The defiant one. The one who dares rebel against heaven. He who holds the spear that defies the heavens. The demon king. He is a ruthless man. A man who kills anyone who stands in his way against his crusade to unify the world against the Gods. A tyrant in every sense of the word. He would kill anyone who disagrees with him, brutally repress others who stand against his agenda against the Gods after he quote 'wronged by the Gods', and wouldn't let anyone freely worship any other god other than himself. He has led many genocides against many species that worshipped us. He has killed hundreds of thousands. He was powerful enough to flatten entire fortresses. Thus we summon people from other worlds. Worlds where people can control their own vices because of the past heroes who have fallen into the demon ming's grasp. We need someone who's reliable, and we found that you are the most reliable out of all other candidates."
"Then why me? Why a normal human being?"
"Out of multiple candidates of summoning, you were the only one to actually survive. Most died during that trial. You were the only smart one between the idiots. Or as your people say. Your the cream of the crop. Although the only mistake you did was to not continue running, and run for thirty more minutes. You were so close to getting out that when you almost died the Gods decided to pull a Deus Ex Machina, and choose me to save your out pity, and desperation."
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"Why summon me if the Gods are Gods? I mean why couldn't they just smite him with lightning or hell maybe just magically nuke him. That would've been cheaper than summoning me.."
"Unfortunately we tried that. But everytime we did, he ended up surviving and becoming stronger. No matter how many times we tried he still keeps coming back stronger than ever. We also tried to pick heroes from here but they were no good.They were so blinded with pride, idiocy, and greed to the point that when they got defeated they bagged the demon king to spare them, and joined his side." I sighed. Why? Why did it have to be me? Out of all people why me?
"So your saying that I'm the only actual promising one between the other candidates?" I asked, and the angel nodded.
"You are. Between the tens of thousands summoned, you were the only one smart enough." Hol up. Tens of thousands?
"So you mean out of that many people, I was the only one smart enough to survive that long or that close?" I asked, and angel nodded.
"Some even killed themselves because of the stress of trying to survive the trial. But most died because of their own hubris. They believe that just because they've been transported into another world it automatically means that they've become powerful. But bit more than they could chew thus causing their downfall. A true hero must know how to fight, know when to fight, how to gauge enemies, know their own vices, and control it." Fuck.... If only someone actually smarter than me survived. Fuck! Why me!?
"Shit...." I mumbled, and the angel just chuckled at this.
"You should be prideful about this hero. It's not everyday that someone like you rises to the occasion. You are the epitome of what the Gods call a true hero. This isn't something to be upset about. In fact you should celebrate this."
End flashback....
IT WAS ALL A FUCKING LIE! IT WAS ALL FOR THEIR OWN ENTERTAINMENT! AFTER ALL THE HARDSHIPS I'VE BEEN THROUGH, IT WAS ALL A LIE! I'VE BEEN USED AS AN INSTRUMENT OF SOMETHING HEINOUS!
I cried, and broke down. Why? Why me... Is it because of my uniqueness between the others? The perfect epitome of a hero.... What a sick joke... Sure I have some heroic qualities.... Used to. I used to have heroic qualities. But after the experiences of the other world and this one, it turned me into someone jaded. Distrustful of everything, and hateful of the world. I only wanted to live a normal life. Not live as some sort of puppet.... All I wanted was to be normal, and live a life that I was content with. I never wanted more money, titles, glory, or anything that would make me stand out. All I wanted was to live a life I was content with.
I looked at the corpses in front of me, and saw them crumble into dust. I turned around and saw frozen corpses of people trying to defend others from me. Showing compassion towards their own kin. Yet... Inwardly I felt envious, and hateful. They were lucky to be embraced by people who care about them. To feel the compassion of others. Unlike me, who have been called a drug addict, and someone who quote 'got himself entangled with the cartel for drugs'. The cops during that time thought that I was in debt to the cartel because of a drug addiction since to them, my fantasy other world story was like a drugged up hallucination, my PTSD breakdowns about seeing people killed, my injuries, and my breakdowns were something caused by drugs and my interaction with the so called Sinaloan cartel. Due to that they ran with that story. Someone who's been addicted to drugs, and due to his addictions got himself in tangled with the cartel and got kidnapped.
My rage boiled at the realization that they were given compassion while I got the short end of the stick by being reviled. The rejection of my own friends, family, and my own society...
It changed me. Out of sheer envious rage, I slammed my incorporeal hands into the ashen, and frozen corpses, and smashed them. "YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE GOTTEN COMPASSION! JUST LIKE ME!"
"DAMNIT! I HATE EVERYONE! I HATE ALL OF YOU! FOR GETTING ME INTO THIS SITUATION! YOU SHOULD'VE BELIEVED ME! YOU SHOULD'VE!"
"YOU SHOULD'VE!" I repeated that over, and over. When I needed it the most, everyone threw me out like I was garbage. Why?
"FUCKING HYPOCRITES!!!!!!"
I continued to punch, and destroy the corpses. I hate all of you.... For the pain you all caused me....
I broke down, and curled up in a ball. Why me? Why......
I sat there alone, and crying. Grieving for my own fate. Hating everything that has happened to me. After a while, my tears dried up, and I started to feel hollow. I looked around at the broken corpses, and sneered bitterly. "You deserve it....."
I walked away, and decided to head back home. To the place my family used to live in. While walking I saw the streets littered with debris, snow, and picked corpses. Their innards picked through by animals. The buildings around me looked frozen, and out of curiosity I tried to go near one but slipped and face planted into a pole due to the walkways being frozen over.
I continued walking, and saw the frost seeming covered the entire Manhattan area with eternal frost that is very cold. While walking around the seemingly empty and dead manhattan area I found a thermometer, and saw that it was below freezing temperatures. It was absolute zero. I was surprised when I saw it. I didn't even freeze let alone die from hypothermia. If it was absolute zero it would've killed me by now. I continued to walk, and walk. After a while I got back home, and broke into the home by kicking in the doors. When I entered the doors I saw the frozen corpses of a family. When I saw it, I felt sickened. But then I remembered what was taken from me. My home, my future, everything.... Stripped from me. When I asked them for help they didn't even care. Why should I care?
Why? Why care when everyone stripped you of everything? In fact I should've been happy that these people died because I could live in my old home now. I then touched the walls, and felt nostalgic. Oh how I'd miss this....
Tears fell from my eyes as my childhood memories flooded back to me. The memories of playing with my parents, and my friends.... I cried. I miss that... I miss that feeling...
The feeling that someone cared for me... The compassion of others....
I headed up stairs, and entered the attic. When I entered it I searched for my things. Hopeful that the family that live here didn't throw out my stuff. But luckily they didn't. In fact it didn't seem to be touched. It seems they didn't know about it. I looked around, and found a few boxes of my own clothes. Labeled. 'Kaz's clothes.' I checked it, and it was my college clothes. I smiled, and wiped my tears. Mom... Dad....
"I miss you... I really miss mom, and dad..." I whimpered. I hugged my clothes, and cried as it provided me with nostalgia and emotional warmth. I felt nostalgic of the old days. Before being summoned. "Why did you two have to die?" I whispered sadly. I continued to grieve, and looked at our old things. After a while I found my old phone, seemingly tampered with. I checked if it was still working, and saw it was. It then signalled to me that it needed to be recharged. After this I immediately headed downstairs, and broke into every room in search of a power bank, and after a while I found one. I immediately plugged in my phone, and saw it was charging. After this I immediately opened it.
I then searched for it's contents, and saw a knew file that I didn't remember putting into it. Titled: If you see this, then we're sorry.
I immediately opened it, and saw there was a video. I then played it.
"Kaz if you find this then maybe I'm dead. God... I don't even know if your alive. But if you are, and find this, then I'm glad your back. Thank you for coming back. But... Your mother's.... Dead. She was shot by a mugger." My blood boiled. Someone killed her.... SOMEONE FUCKING KILLED HER FOR GODDAMNED MONEY!
"While trying to hand out fliers for your search she was mugged by two people. When she told them that all she had left was the fliers, and her empty wallet they..." He paused, and cried on camera.
"They thought... She lied, and searched her. One thing led to another..... She died, and was shot by the muggers. Kaz... Come back home.... I miss you. Both of us missed you...." He begged the camera, and my heart sank.
I continued to watch he continued talking on and on about how he was grieving and how my disappearance, and my mother's death broke him. After a while he seemed more and more miserable. He then took a deep breath, and held a gun.
"I... Hope we meet again son...." He said before turning off the recording. I cried as the realization hit me...
Because of my disappearance mom and dad got killed. Because of me they died. I sat there broken heart, and grieved. Because of me mom got mugged and got killed. While dad out of sheer misery and despair ended himself by shooting himself. I stood there shocked, and broken. My world shattered by the circumstances that led me here. I screamed out of sheer anger, and screeched loudly.
"IM GOING TO KILL ALL OF YOU! FUCK YOU GODS! FUCK YOU FOR ALL THE MISERY YOU GAVE ME!" I shouted.
"Would you like the ability to defy them?" Something whispered Into my ear. Was I losing my mind?
"I said, would you like to become more powerful and have the ability to defy the will of the God's?" I laughed, and the humored the voice.
"Yes.... I would like to ..."
"Then help me put an end to this cruel game the Gods created. Hero. Help me bring down heaven." The voice pleaded, and I just smiled at the absurdity of it. I was just hallucinating it didn't I?
"Then fine by me." Then the voice laughed.
"Then the pact between the spear, and shield has begun. May our partnership last." The voice said, and suddenly the spear of the demon lord appeared in my hands. I then checked it.
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[Name: The spear that defies the heavens
Relic class: God slaying weapon
Rarity: Mythical
Equip bonuses:
+ Atk Up!
+ Offensive magic affinity increased!
+ Celestial Damage Up!
+ Spear related skills
+ Spear and shield synergy bonus Up!
+ 10 DMG Restrictions lifted!
Skills unlocked!
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I smiled. Heh. Time for the Gods to suffer the consequences. "I will have my revenge against the Gods.... Even it it kills me..."
"It's time for me to return. To get my revenge. It's time for the hero to return to the spotlight, become a hero once more." I whispered.
"But this time.... I'll kill whoever stands in my way...."