The Former Hero Seeks Peace On His Second Life - Chapter 1
Hello everyone, I bid you all good afternoon, you might wondering why I give you all greetings as the per opening of this story but just let me be quick and clear about my greetings; I just want to be familiar with you guys, the one who read this story and follow my journey .
I hope my reasoning doesn’t bother you, I don’t have the intention at all to make you, the reader, to decide to put down this story and moves on to the next one that might be more interesting but well, I hope it didn’t came to that.
Guess I’m done with my greetings, so I guess the next one is my introduction then.
Then once again I will say the greetings and follow it with the introduction of who am I.
Hello everyone, I bid you all good afternoon, my name is Sakaki Hiyama and currently I am dying right here and right now, to be precise I am meeting with my end as the bleeding on a gunshot that hit my chest doesn’t want to stop.
Eh, I am too calm for a person who about to die? Hahaha, how should I say this. This is not the first time I experience death you see.
Once I winded up dead when I am still working as a Private Contractor for a Private Military Company, that was like seven years ago, the time when I was still young, energetic, nave, and of course, dumb.
My death isn’t exactly what you called normal death, you usually ended up going to afterlife or even nothingness once you meet your end in this gutter called world, right? That’s how it usually goes without saying.
But not for me, I ended up in a surprising condition which I couldn’t even explain elearly. As for why I couldn’t explain it or what happen then I guess these words could give you the hint: “Transported to another world”.
Yes, that’s right folks.
I, Sakaki Hiyama, ended up in a-so-called-fantasy-world just like any clich web novel you see outta there these days. But those experience happen long times before the times of the another world or Isekai troupe were on the rage so I wasn’t able to familiarize myself for quite a long time.
Everything seems to becoming new, grand, and interesting.
The fact that there’s other race than Human, dangerous creature such as Monster, and great beings like God and Demon God such stuff that usually only appear in Fantasy-esque setting that you could only found on fiction, who in the world wasn’t going to lose their mind on this fact?!
Sure as hell I am the kind of person who will lose his mind, oh wait, I already lose it.
The most mesmerizing part was the fact that I was called to that other world for a reason, for a really important reason that makes me feel delighted at the times. As any normal young man at his early 20’s, I, of course seeks to be deemed important on something. I want to show that I am different and I am capable to handle everything with style and gallant.
I was called to be a Hero!
On top of that, it was on the classic situation where the Hero needs to help the whole world to defeat the teror that reign over it by the form of Demon Lord.
Who on Earth didn’t get excited on this calls? Not me, that’s for sure cause I was pumped as hell.
The biggest question I got when I was summoned to be Hero is the fact that I was the only person who got summoned, on this kind of situations it usually calls for the other Heroes to stand side by side and becoming comrade while threading a close bonds. But, that kind of things doesn’t happen on my summoning. I was the sole Hero that got summoned in the ritual of Hero Summoning.
Apparently, previous summon has been done but yield a result that less than satisfying. There are four Heroes that was summoned at the same time but because the Heroes having a struggle among themselves, they ended up dying in the frontline without ever facing the Demon Lord. I mean really, previous Hero?
So the Kingdom decides to do “Quality over Quantity” strategy this time. Luckily, the one who they are summoned is me, and I am pretty much got the quality of a Hero they want.
Someone who willing to learn and study, cooperate, and of course, fight the Demon Lord that terror the world without so much questioning on what is going on.
I got those qualities over the time I spent myself on serving as a Private Contractor in so many conflicting nation out there in the Earth, it’s either I am in the luck as I am the kind of Hero they need and search or not because it was not a quality that originaly came from my inner self.
Anyway, I do whatever the Kingdom of Hirois, the Kingdom that summons me in the other world, told me to because they want me to be quickly get to the shape.
Whether it’s be study with the scholar or training swordmanship with the knights that hail from the best of the best to train me, train my body and mind with meditation, also trying to master Elemental Magic.
Ah, I forgot to tell you guys.
In this world, magic is exist and treated as norms.
Of course, as one hell of a Otaku, self-proclaimed anyway, I try to learn magic but sadly I got no talent on Elemental Magic. Instead, I found out that I got great talent on Arts & Craft Magic and Original Magic.
In this world, magic basically are separated on five “Way of Magic” and that “Way of Magic” is:
Elemental Magic, Arts & Craft Magic, Runic Magic, Original Magic, and the last is Forbidden Magic.
Simply put, Elemental Magic lets you control elements around you, Arts & Craft are the magic that were out of Elemental categories, it consist of, but not limited to; Necromancy, Illusion, Alteration, and those other kind of things that has the same vibes as them.
Meanwhile, Runic Magic is basically a magic where you embodies a magical properties on something by the form of “Words” that was put on the surface of that ‘something’.
Original Magic is kind of hack to explain because I didn’t really understand on how it works but I get mine anyway, but the Court Magician used to say that Original Magic is something that out of the three earlier “Way of Magic”. To put it simply, Original Magic is something that could not be classified the same as other magic, whether it be Elemental Magic or even, Runic Magic.
While Forbidden Magic is, well you know, the usual stuff. The kind of magic that you are not suppose to use because it could bring great disaster or even in some cases, the end of the world itself. Sounds pretty scary to me already, this is the magic that I try to not get involved the most, but in the end I get caught up with it when fighting Demon Lord.
Whoops, almost get sweeped down by the feeling of nostalgia there.
Anyway, back to the main topic at hand. I found my talent on magic and become a natural born user of it in the nick of time, almost making the Court Magician spourts his tea when I show him that I could using the illusion magic almost perfectly.
I pretty much ready when I was able to use my magic, then the Kingdom sets me off to a campaign to defeat the Demon Lord. I almost screams f*ck yeah when the King announce that I shall embark on my campaign, it just so RPG-ish feel, you know? You all get it, right? C’mon, I know you guys get it.
The journey pretty much go to the usual story of a heroic tale.
The Hero then embark on his campaign, on his journey he meets hardships but always overcame them gallantly, if I might add, he got companion, that pretty much respect him to the point that he knows most of the female member held romantic feeling for him, but he prioritize the role of Hero among others so he couldn’t give an answer to each of them, and in the end, he finish the campaign with ease as he is much more experienced and well taught than the previous Heroes.
But, f*ck!
Who said that I was going to disappear immediately after I end the Demon Lord?!
No one!
I couldn’t even give the female companions that I have at the times the answer they seeks, I actually want to say that, “I want to build a harem with you girls!” but my mouth was already on the verge of fading so my voices couldn’t be heard!
This Hero system sucks!
I even thought that I could finally relinquish my status as a, ahem, virgin after the defeat of Demon Lord, big f*ck you to the motherf*cker who create this Hero Summoning thingy.
Then, I woke up on the exact same spot when I was suppose to be dying, still alive and kicking. For a sec I thought that everything is a dream, but nope I get to use my magic even on Earth after those so-called-dream of mine.
Yeah, definitely not dreaming. Define what a dream is for me please for the next time I am having a sudden memories surge of being a Hero.
Apparently, quite some times have already passed after my apparent death. Almost 3 weeks had pass after I got stamped M.I.A. but the first thing that came to my mind when I hear those was, “The heck? I was battling Demon Lord for almost six year!”
Seems the way time works on that universe and mine was tad bit tricky to understand.
I decide to spent my service time then came back to Japan, I want to live my life peacefully now as I already know what a true conflict and terror is when I was on war, either on Earth or the other world.
Seven years then passed by as fast as the waves of new generation Anime came.
By then, I work as a salaryman for a game company. Using my experience, I became the most brilliant member of “Creative Media” departement of my company. Whether it’s fantasy or war game bring it on me! I, the great Sakaki Hiyama, shall turn it into a great masterpiece.
But sadly here am I.
Lying on the ground while trying to stop the bleeding on my chest because of the gunshot that I suffer.
“F*ck, it’s been seven year after I got shooted, there’s no way in hell I could get used with this feeling.”
I mutter to myself while letting out a self-depreciating laugh out of my mouth.
The cause of my death could be separated into two, in medical sense or rational sense.
Medical sense: Gunshot that hit the chest and graze the heart, more or less it was a fatal wound if not get treated quickly.
Rational sense: Trying to be a Hero when a robbery happen.
F*ck, why the hell the police would mistake me as one of the robber?
Ah, damn it. I am starting to lose my consciusness.
Hello, Soren_Lev here.
This is my first story on this site and I hope everyone who read it could enjoy it as much as I write it.
As you may guess, English isn’t my mother tongue so I apologize here if there’s any mistake. But, worry not, as the time arise I shall edit it all.