V2 Chapter 2

Back in the war on the ground, the army felt that it the instigated words spoken by their higher-ups were somewhat true. They would surely be victorious if each man managed to kill an average of two monsters or demons; in any case, these bastards are not immortal. However, did they have the strength to kill that many of the enemy’s troops? How many of them were even Lv3 and 4 experts…?

However, it had to be admitted that the one-thousand-plus men who had rushed forward had a good tacit understanding amongst themselves. The men at the left had charged ahead first. They took a sudden left turn and tried to outflank the monster horde. And, those from the right turned right in a similar fashion and tried to outflank them from the other side.

Soon, the charging monster beasts fell into the traps that were set by the army beforehand. More than 10 monster beasts had their hooves and legs trapped tight. They could not move at all and howled at the trap's teeth dug deeper into their limbs the more they struggled. The rest of the monsters ran towards the army of soldiers with a burning fury.

It was not their first time fighting with monsters. Seeing the monsters advancing upon them, instead of panicking, each of them picked one to fight straight on.

The monsters all cried out miserably as they were cut to half by weapons and magic spells.

In the sky, one of the Demon Commanders who was flying led a few Flying-type monster beasts and a few dozen Demon Warriors and continued to encircle the area, waiting for a chance to launch a sneak attack.

He was a bit terrified of General Radon and the other temple knights power in his heart, hence he didn’t dare to rush over. Instead, he ordered his Demon Warriors to attack using crossbows and rain arrows down on them.

One of the leading deputy generals suddenly roared to the sky. His skin emitted smoke and then turned into bronze color, activating his skill, [ Bronze Skin ] almost turning him into a terminator as he charged madly towards the monsters as if he had lost control, killing monsters and demons alike wildly.

He charged forward and killed unceasingly. He continued to kill monsters standing in his way and created another bout of disturbance amongst the swarms of monsters.

“Come at me, you lousy monsters!! This daddy will make mincemeat out all of you!!” one of the rising heroes of the army charged excitedly along with the bronze warrior, deputy general.

His height was considered normal to people of the same age which was about 1.70 meters but he did not even reach the waist of the monster bear that stood across from him.

However, he was not afraid to face such an enemy. Instead, he was excited.

He held the iron sword in his hand; the black blade was shining brightly under the sun. With a war cry, he dashed forward and met the monster head on. Blood splattered as numerous afterimages appeared around him. Utilizing his skill to the limit, he confused the pitiful bear and ten took its life when it didn’t notice the impending sword.

“It’s your honor to be cut down by me!! Be happy and received it!!” Many young heroes were undaunted by the number of the enemies in front of them and fought courageously. They are members of the young generations of the twelve great clans and their power was above normal human’s capability.

They have full confidence in their power and abilities.

They are here to earn experience as well as achievements, boosted their own reputation and fame.

They flew in madness drawing their swords with sinister looks. One of the confident and brave young men held the two short swords in his hands and started wildly swinging it. A golden tiger was charging towards him. The bite of such a tiger could rip anything. Its tail was like an iron rod, and could cause destruction once it struck its target, even still, instead of retreating; the young hero bravely dashed forward and swung his swords.

The demon-monster and human war continued for almost a decade already. However, it still hasn’t seen the end yet.

Humans continued to hunt monsters while monsters and demons continued to attack civilization.

The war didn’t decline a bit and still continued rising in heat.

This was ‘that’ kind of world.

People possess supernatural power, capable of rending and controlling natural laws. Gods and Demons existed—Monsters run rampant.

Peace had once come into being after the war of the ancients. Wars had calm down, monsters lived peacefully in forests, seas, and mountains—Demons also went silent and tranquil.

However, all of this was destroyed in an instant.

On that day, when the sky was painted with red and the earth trembled. The whole swarm of monsters, demons, and mythical creatures appeared everywhere and began spreading terror across the land.

Killing and devouring people without even a single drop of mercy but not only is that, behind this monsters lays the greatest foe of humanity.

One monster who should have been gone for ages and was said to have the power to obliterate every human being in this world. He was feared even in the realms of hell.

He was known as the demon king.

And now a new brand of legend will leave its mark on the history of the human world.

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At the Boundary of the Desolate Plain, in an anonymous mountain, a person wearing a black robe was quietly standing at the top of the mountain, overlooking the vast forest beneath.

The person stood there looking down at the foot of the mountain. Then he looked off silently in the direction in which a city seemed to have been existed.

His fringe blew with the winds, and a mysterious smile spread across his face with an intense look in his eyes. He melded into this beautiful picture and everything looked to be in complete harmony. Even the pickiest of painters would not be able to find any flaws in this natural picture.

Time passed, and rain began to fall. It fell with urgency

The youth’s expression did not reveal any joy or surprise as he silently enjoyed the beautiful scenery around him. But in reality, his heart was in turmoil and he was deeply troubled as the matters of the past flashed through his memory.

Standing amidst the sheets of falling rain, the person lets out a long sigh. Images from the past several days flashed through his mind. It all seemed virtually inconceivable. Thinking of it all, it seemed a dream-like fantasy.

A place he hardly belongs to, a different world.

This world has no name, the people have not explored it completely. Most people think the continent they live in encompasses the whole world and one such continent is Lividia Continent.

Divided by the mountain range, each region has its own unique environment. The west is ruled by several countries ruled by humans including one of the largest kingdom, Louridia Kingdom, the east is the Range of Night ruled by powerful Demonic creatures from the Demon Palace -- the nest of Demonic beasts and Demons.

…. The youth looked around at the rain, then up into the hazy sky. He contemplated his life during the past year.

“I started out as an orphan that doesn’t belong anywhere…” he murmured. “Life for me was nothing but survival-work and study for the future life, endure hardship, expecting relief in the later years. But now, all of it was nothing but a dream—a life I had never imagined had appeared before me in just a blink of an eye.”

“What was real…what was a dream…” The person lets out a long sigh. He stood on a mountain peak, looking out at the world. Its beauty filled his heart, causing it to swell. He started to walk down the mountain.

“Son, are you not satisfied in this life…?” As he was contemplating, suddenly a voice rang out behind him. When he turned around, there sitting behind him, accompanying him amidst the rain, was a large wolf—two to three meters tall with beautiful white snow colored fur.

“It’s not that I’m not satisfied,” The youth smiled at the wolf. “I just felt melancholic, that’s all… after all, this will be the first time that I would leave this forest and entered a civilization once again…”

Of course, this youth was none other than, Rain Revert—a traveler from another world called; Earth!

“… …”

“Well, I can yearn for the summer of Earth, but that is not my life anymore….”

The wolf stood up and walked towards Rain. “Truthfully, I also share the same thoughts with Zarda—I don’t want you to mix with this troubled water. You can just live life here peacefully with your newfound family…”

“… …” Rain was silent. After a long time passed, he turned. Surrounded by the falling rain, he once again began to tread a road which led away down from the mountain.

“Hmm, I also want that but I can’t… in this war, either party wins, I will lose if I don’t do something.” Rain stopped for a moment and glanced at the wolf that was closely following him. “Mother, do you believe in fate…?”

“…?”

“I had dreams I don’t know real or not—I don’t even know if I was that guy. When I had arrived in this world, those dreams became quite frequent… in those dreams I was fighting, battling wars—it was vague, blurry, I can’t see the faces clearly but all I know is that I was feeling that all those were real. Past life—probably, that’s the only one I can think of. Of course, I also feel that they might be just figments of my imaginations…” Rain showed a wry smile.

The wolf stopped and stared at the youth. Complex emotions appeared in her eyes, “Dreams… is that it?”

“Hmm…” Rain nodded as he walked downward.

“Then, what will you do about… these dreams…?”

“… …” Rain stopped and turned around, looking at the wolf with a wry smile. “Because of these magical and supernatural events that had happened up until now, I was thinking… maybe these dreams were real…? Maybe there were really the memories of my past life…?”

“… …”