Worlds of Gaia: Am I a Hero?
CHAPTER 1: WHAT BUGS ME MOST
T.Me: Thoughts of that Character
M.Me: Mental Speech
Me: Talking
Narrator Writing her thoughts later on and Narrating the story.
Me: You Really had to (sarcastic)
Me: You Really had to (emphasize)
Me: You Really had to (Yelling/Loud noise)
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Warning: This story does have Evil Fantasy Religious Organizations as well as a few Nazi analogues. Basically if stories like Worm, SCP and History's Strongest Disciple bother you so will this. I will avoid sex in the story as “They went to break a bed for two” is the closest youll get out side of “used some toys” and things like that my rule is keep it under 20 words. This story takes Inspiration from SCP, Worm, Naruto, Yugioh, Toriko, Solo Leveling, Persona, MTG and My Hero Academia. I'd probably place this story as Dark Modern Fantasy/Cultivation/ Superhero.
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You know, starting a journal is harder than I thought and knowing it will probably be the last bit of proof that I was ever a normal person just makes it so much worse to boot. With that being said, where to start? Well guess i Should start on the day my life went down this path to begin with i guess.
LW (Last Winter), 32 day of 783 EC.
Beep, Beep, Beep
T.Me: “That fucking alarm”
I hit the alarm as I got up, kicking off the covers that were from my grandmother when I moved to the city. While I picked up my pants as well as my phone from its charger before heading over to the kitchen to get something to eat. My Apartment was small, a bedroom, a kitchen/front room and a bathroom. The walls were blue with marks here and there. It seemed the heater had quit again, and the landlord wasn't going to fix it like normal.
I opened the fridge and pulled out some leftovers from the day before. I set it in my beat up microwave and set it for 15 minutes to warm up. The old thing was stuck on low and needed longer to do anything, even get something warm. I walked into my bathroom and removed my shirt to clean up. It seems I haven't described myself yet, I'm sorry dear reader. So I'm a simple white male about 6 foot with black hair and black eyes. I don't have much fat on me and due to my work at the Salt Factory there's some muscle there but only about as much as a dock worker would normally have. Now back to that day.
As I washed my arms and got a clean work shirt on, my mind went to all the problems that have popped up recently in the city.
T.Me: “First an attack on the Town hall, then the outbreak of undead in a high school. Things just seem to be going to hell in town and while the Heroes get to work on stopping the new villain of the week, the Hunters rained in the free cash from taking out undead. Hunters might have less fame then Heros but, they do get a top 1% paycheck. Funny that there are only 0.001% of the population. Then there's the Cooks that make food from the monsters, hell they make like 20% of what the Raw ingredients cost. That's probably more then I will make in my lifetime”
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As I heard the beeping from my microwave I finished up cleaning myself and left for the kitchen to get my warm-ish food. It was a Beef Stew, more specifically. A 1/4 cup extra-virgin olive oil, 3 tablespoons butter, 2 cups all-purpose flour, 3 pounds beef chuck shoulder roast, Sea salt, freshly ground black pepper, a bottle cheap dry red wine, 8 fresh thyme sprigs, 6 garlic cloves, smashed, a shot glass of orange juice, 1/4 teaspoon ground cloves, 2 bay leaves, a cup of beef stock, 9 small potatoes cut into fours, 1/2 pound of baby carrots, 2 cups of diced onions, a pound white mushrooms, and a 1/2 pound garden peas. Perfect meal and under 25 Zen for 6 meals worth of food.
T.Me: “Making this was a lifesaver, with how much money I saved, I can probably pay off the extra rent from last month. Shity place doesnt even have working heating yet it charges 377 Zen a month. At least it's better then out on the street”
I pulled out my phone and started looking through the news articles on what's been going on.
T.Me: “So more attacks from the Chaos Cult, the Followers of Order want to make a 13th Winter war, and….. Wait, I can't be reading this right!”
Right there on my phone was the headline Ex-Hero “Searcher” Summons Devil!!, as i frantically looked through the news report, it said that the now ex-Hero not only broke the Crisis Truce but sacrificed his entire guild to Zera the Wind Devil to save himself.
T.Me: “Shit that's what 500 plus people now permanently in that devil's hell for the rest of time just so some jackass could live a few more years. The fuck is wrong with this… demon?”
I put my food away, not wanting anymore to eat after the news of so many damned souls. Instead I pulled out my old laptop from the cabinet to look for some videos on the battle, to see what happened, but when I went to turn it on the screen just flashed before going off. What's more I started to hear a hissing sound from the Laptop. As I looked around and soon to the side of the PC I saw a large melted hole leading to the battery.
I jumped back, given I lived in a city with 5 dungeons there's no telling what was in there, even if it was small enough to fit in my pc, it's hard to tell with monsters, that's not even getting into the fact of just having a power makes you at or around the strongest a normal human can get, and even weak monsters are a threat to Hunters. As I jumped back, a silver and red centipede covered in red lightning slowly made its way out. My only thoughts at that time were.
T.Me: “Nope, Nope, Nope. Get the Gun. Got to get my Shotgun. No way in hell can I kill a, whatever that is with a bat and kitchen knife.”
I jumped over to my shotgun behind the umbrella and rolled to the floor as an angry hissing went over my head. I made a break for my room as the bug started to fire off lightning into the room, almost hitting me.
Me: “Monster, Someone call the hunters!”
Hopefully that will get one of my nabors to run for help. The best I could do for now is load the gun, flip the bed on its side and take aim. The Lightning bug crawled under the door hissing and went right for the bed with its electricity, I jumped to the side ready to go back behind the bed as I started firing the gun, only stopping to reload considering it was moded to have a clip by my father, i got far more shots off then what a normal double barrel should have be able to. By my sixth shot there was only a broken copper hide and two red mana motes in the air.
It took me a solid 15 minutes to calm down, and right as I was getting up, Knock, Knock, Knock, Police open up.
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MC: Cora Williams
.Status: Alive
.Race: Human
.Gender: Male
.Age: 23
.Powers: None
.Description:
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Author's Notes: So let me say this outright, this setting has heroes and villains, but also hunters that make money by hunting monsters for resources, be it ingredients that are more at home in toriko, magic items to use, mana motes that power most cities or even rare metals. Heroes are in the public eye but hunters are in the rich man's pockets. Also if hunter is a thing then why do villains exist? Simple dungeons are just that deadly. This world is basically the love/Hate child of Worm, Solo Leveling and toriko. honestly I didn't have a proof reader so there will b problems. I tagged all the planed ones for the story.