My name's Raymond. A random highschool teen who, by the way, is also randomly kicked in the ass by some couple of guys from a class full of delinquents. Today is not that different and I got my ass handed to me by a midget.

What the fuuuuckkk!!!?

This is totally unfair. I'm serious here! Where does that unbelievably small amount of luck come from anyways!? I get up from the muddy ground as I picked up my stained bag. Looks like they left and didn't bother that one magazine that could have ruined my reputation though. (If you know what I mean...)

I arrive at class late as usual.

"You met with those noisy bunch didn't yah?"

"I thought you already knew that by now, dammit. And yes, I have. So please get that darn face outta my sight. It's very, and by very, it's hideous by a huge margin."

Jim, an annoying friend of mine meets me at the classroom door. Of course, I'd already expected that since he was that kind of guy that would have wanted to know what's happening on every damn passing event that might or might not happen to me. One huge fault he's got for me is that he was born with that face.

I know, its not hideous. In fact, girls would instantly flock right at him if he was at the least try'n chasing asses. But nooo, he keeps meetin' me everytime I get beaten up around the school campus and he does it in a way that really pisses me off. Dammit, why is he even my friend?

The lecture starts right exactly when me and Jim enter the room. I wonder when the teacher ever turned this considerate. That's strange...

Time passes by like mosquitoes and it's our lunch break. Makes me think I didn't do anythin' though. However, before the whole class could even go out of the room. Our teacher who I felt was different today suddenly ran for the door. Why'd he do that? I was going to ask him but out of nowhere, he brought out with him a grenade. Yup... It looked like the real thing. His finger slowly approaches the safety pin.

Jim, like the brave guy he is, nervously reasons with him.

"S-sir Alfred? What are you doing? Please don't startle us with that toy. It's not like your tryin' to blow up the entire room... Right?"

Jim... you moron... Who do you think brings a grenade at school...

The teacher pauses and looks up at us with unsteady eyes. What the hell?! Was he taking drugs?! With a stoned face like that, I bet he took those things last night like a dog in heat.

"Aww, don't be like that Jim. What did I teach you about blowing things up.."

"What the fuck Sir! You didn't teach us shit for the whole hour!!"

'Woahh Jim. That's pretty vulgar of you...' I nearly voiced out my thought.

"...Is that so? Oh well.."

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Without minding Jim, Sir Alfred continues what he was supposed to do with a creepy smile plastered on his face. However, luckily or unluckily, I was quick enough to stop him from pulling the pin by tackling him to the ground. Although he was still holding unto the grenade, at the very least, I halted the disaster.

"Get off me Raymond! I need that piece of shit!"

On the other hand, Sir Alfred squirms uncontrollably.

"Get the grenade Jim!"

In quick response to what I said, Jim snatches the bomb from the teacher's hand. Well now that we're all good...

Just when I thought everything was going my way this time. I hear a clank on the floor.

"Don't tell me..."

"Sorry Ray... My hand slipped.."

With the pin loosened, of course it would have fallen at some point. And guess what, I had to trust Jim. With me close to the bomb, I see everything turn white.

•••

With everything flashing lights before his eyes. The unlucky highschooler named Raymond died, including half of the students in the class that was close to the blast.

Incidentally, there they were transported in a world unknown to them.

•••

I died.

But what is this? I find myself standing at large room covered in bricks with torches hanging on some of the corners. I look around me and surprisingly, I see some of my classmates alive and breathing. Before I could begin to deduce what had happened.

"My name is Elmer Ban Weaver the VI, the human king that governs this kingdom. I have come to summon you, heroes, in hopes that you would save our species from the brink of extinction."

An old man cosplaying as the king stands before us speaking with a voice that could certainly be called, loud. Now that I look carefully, I see a woman cosplaying as a queen, another one dressed up as prince charming together with a beauty who looked like a princess. Around us are a whole gallery of people.

Would you look at that... I think I've read this setting once in a book.

"We beg you all! Please... please save us. I know it's very selfish of us to force you our burdens but to our own powerlessness, we seek your help. As a king, I will shoulder any request, any that you heroes desire even if it means staking my life on it. I only ask for the protection of this little kingdom."

Yup... It's awfully familiar.

When I thought I should let him explain what kind of movie shooting we're having here, an unfathomable voice interrupts the silence. I couldn't see it at first since it's colour had manage to mend itself with the dark room but then my eyes lands at an unbelievable sight. A bipedal creature that just looked like a man although everything about it is mostly pure dark in colour stands close in front of us. It's emitting shadow like luster within it's body and it's not exactly wrong to say it looked a bit naked though. I don't know it's facial structure but whatever it is, everything in my body screams danger.

"How did I not see that?" A whisper slipped out of my mouth.

Expecting something about to go wrong. What happens next is a bloody heap of mess. Silence returns infused with the sound of crunching bones. After losing his arm, the cosplayer pauses for a second then screams in pain. However for me, I feel the contents of my bowel rising through my lungs.

"HUNGRY..."

As if the creature isn't satisfied yet, it plucks the man's head with only it's bare hands and... there I saw it. Its jaws which looked like that of a man's suddenly enlarges. The whole crowd gasps in terror.

No way?! Just what the actual fuck?!!! That thing ate his head, whole!!

"F-fatherrrr!!!" Both the prince and princess cosplayers shout with an exact timing and the queen seemed to have fainted. Guys suited in metal armor surrounds the creature together with people covered in robes.

"Guards! Protect the Royal Family! Surround the monster!"

Tension rises within the vicinity. Just what the fuck is going on?! Dizziness hits me as the scent of blood wafts through the air.

"Get a hold of yourself man! Let's get out of this place!" The guy who killed us, Jim grabs my shoulders and pulls me with him.

God damn it all, I don't care anymore.

Even after we left this cursed place, the sound of someone firing a rifle resounds through the corridors. Just when I thought I died, I witness a man being cannibalized and now I hear gunshots! Did I just actually enter hell!?