Chapter 1: The King and the White Rabbit

Dungeon 4th floor

"Hah…Hah….."

*growl*

'Am I going to die here?'

A young man that has a prominent crystal red eyes and snow-white like hair that contains gentleness a huge contrast to his radiant eyes tantalizing enough as the star shining within the sky in short a beautiful man. A situation seemingly looms with the scent of death well-suited with the landscape composed of narrow spaces and corridors that invites demise of whom tries to enter. A man, no, not just yet, a boy soon-to-be-man runs from a two-horned beast that emanates a growl befitting of its stature composed of colossal muscles a head of a bull and body of man but stands on its shank menacing aura it produces affected the boy and not by a small amount.

"No! I can't die yet!" said the boy with a determined resolve in his eyes. 'I wish to pick up girls in a dungeon but I need to survive to do that. A girlfriend or girlfriends…if possible I want to be a hero just like in the story books that jii-chan red to me before'

"Ugh…" he stumbles down headfirst but was able to get up just to discover his knees crumble in front of him the abomination that wanted his life. He saw his life flash before his eyes…or so he thought. The moment the minotaur raises its knuckles to overpower him something happened as he is ready for the death blow. It was cleaved in half not him but the minotaur and there he saw his savior a woman with golden hair, gold eyes and a slender body her body wrapped with black battle clothes and long boots but he has no time to admire the scene before him as he there was too many things to be digested the boy ran and ran ashamed as he was not able to convey his gratitude but he recalled the woman beautiful as she was he could not help but admire and like 'A weak has nothing to offer to that woman yet you have do audacity to like her. What a mongrel' what was that voice? He looked left and right but there was none but he was sure he heard something as if it came out straight out of his soul.

-That night-

After going to the guild and being reprimanded by Eina-san a brown haired beauty with emerald colored eyes and a pointy ears but not the same length as to those high elf because she is only an half elf also she is Bell's advisor in but that is for another time for that is another story.

The Hostess of Fertility as usual is bustling with activities due to the adventurers catering and eating in this pub here we can see that waitresses running back and forth to get and serve orders from the adventurers. Among them is our beloved rabbit which ran from a minotaur staring at his savior which settled in the middle of the tavern along with her familia. He was thinking of how he should give that gratitude to her savior but much to his demise he heard something grating to the deepest of his bones.

"Hey Aiz! Do you remember that tomato kid that you saved earlier in the dungeon?! Did you see his face when facing that minotaur? Oh my goddess that was so hilarious! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" said the wolfman that belonged to the Loki Familia.

"Oi, Bete! Stop that" a beautiful woman dignified as she was and has an excellent way to carry herself with pointy ears from there anyone can see that she is an elf reprimanded him. "It is basically our fault that we let the minotaur get to the upper floors."

"HUH?! It is basically his fault for being weak here y'now! If he is strong enough he can protect himself from that monster you know! Being weak means you have no qualification to go in the dungeon in the first place! And you know what is the worst? That he is being saved by a woman! That was so embarrassing you know! Men should be saving women not other way around! Being saved by a woman is the greatest disgraced to us men!" he was severely drunk but he was still aware of his surrounding as expected of a high-leveled adventurer.

"Bete! That's eno-"Riveria wanted to stop Bete for his lashes but she was unable to continue. She sensed something and that something made everyone in the whole tavern silent.

"What is IT?" Aiz manage to ask the question but she was shivering and when she saw Bete he was shivering that something made a level 5 adventurer shiver to the bones.

"There it is." Loki once known as a war god who challenges other gods to death found the source. She composed herself and she takes pride of her bravery but this is something entirely different it made her wary. A goddess like her made her wary and her instincts screams at her to get Bete out of here it was as if he was the target…. It was not hostility it was much worse it was Disgust to the core. A presence that seems to surpass her in terms of divinity. She looked at it, it was a him- a person that seats there and looks at Bete passively no emotions can be seen into the face but disgusts she takes a good look at him. His looks can be described at one word: Handsome no, not handsome, something that is suited for a 14 year old boy yes that's right he's cute but that face betrays his eyes nothing to described it just ancient.

"….u…l."

Nobody understands the sentence but everyone heard his voice. Nobody dared to question what he said and as he stared to the eyes of Bete.

"You…."

A voice resounded throughout the halls of the tavern it does not seek attention as it orders you to listen. It was lese-mejeste or a death sentence if you will deftly would be the punishment. Losing their life would be the least of their worries a punishment worse than death would await for those who disobeyed that was the utmost reason everyone stayed quiet even if it was not demanded.

"…. Mongrel"

He stared at the pitiful wolf man who had turned sober upon sensing the change within the atmosphere. Everyone can feel the arrogance as if he was born with it, pride so thick as if you can slice it with a knife, mind you not false pride but pride coming from the highest of nobility the son of heaven and earth. That was the only emotion given to the wolf.

"…"

"….."

"….."

*patter* *patter*

Everyone was on stupor but awakened immediately after the presence vanished and the last thing they saw was the boy cried as he ran from the tavern. Nobody expected the reaction of the person whom made everyone shiver to the bones just by standing and staring at someone but nobody expected that stare to be so intense that as if a predator was looking at its prey.

"Bell-san!" one of the waitress of the pub hastily calls out the customer's name. A silver-haired beauty calls out but nothing for naught.

-Bell's POV-

"Haaaa…" 'All I can do was to sigh after what happened earlier at the dungeon. Even though I was saved I did not even say thanks to her because of my embarrassment.'

"But Aiz Wallenstein huh? She's so beautiful not just that but also strong, she must be a first-class adventurer I wonder when will it be my time to be one?" 'Syr-san and Ryu-san, where are the both of you? I have nobody to talked to. It seems that wolf-san is saying something.

"Hey Aiz! Do you remember that tomato kid that you saved earlier in the dungeon?! Did you see his face when facing that minotaur? Oh my goddess that was so hilarious! HAHAHAHAHAHA!" 'Huh? I see. That's why. I feel like vomiting right now but I need to get out first and I can feel my eyes get wet.

"HUH?! It is basically his fault for being weak here y'now! If he is strong enough he can protect himself from that monster you know! Being weak means you have no qualification to go in the dungeon for the first place! And you know the worst? That is being saved by a woman! That was so embarrassing you know! Men should be saving women not other way around! Being saved by a woman is the greatest disgraced to us men!"

'..I hate it. I hate myself. I hate being weak. Will I stop being weak? I don't even have the guts to answer to him. I want to be strong and I will be strong… So strong that I will become a hero. I will become

A king'

'The King of Gods' adopted grandson, the one whom I bestowed my powers with? Zeus, the only man whom I treat as my own equal and I do owe him a favor so let me help this little rabbit. To make things much more interesting'

"You mongrel'

'Be glad this King helped you, little one. Remember the humiliation and shame that you suffered today engraved it to your heart.This will not be the last you will be hearing from Me. Have Pride. Recognize your own strength. Trample others. Everyone is to serve you. Everyone is beneath you.

Become worthy of my powers.'

'Huh? What was that? Wait!First I need to get out here I can't handle his insult to me' I hastily ran out of the pub I heard someone calling my name but I decided to ignore it for now. Right now I want to do something.

'Run, run, run, run, run, run, run' I was running in the direction of mostly the adventurers went to. To the dungeon. I don't remember the face of that voice but at the very least he is trying to help me and he said that this would not be our last time to hear him maybe if I get stronger I will have my answers but for now. I need to get stronger.

"Damn it! Damn it! "Killing everything in my sight the frogs and fouls shadows that sprouted out of nowhere.'Not enough!' He slashes down and hits the foul shadow. One thing is on his mind right now and that is to be strong. 'How long has it been? Minutes? Hours?' Time passes by slowly or a little faster. He is slowly loosing his sense of time.

"How can I even stand by her side if I am this weak?" He sees the monsters and plows them, gouges through them even in hordes. One could call it reckless but a certain king inside his mind is smiling but he frowned at the thought of his words when it comes to a woman. He believes he can gain all of them through power and influence through and through. It was always has been and always will be.

"Little rabbit, I am not amused by your thought." Bells hear that sound the moment he cleared the area with monsters.

"What? Who are you?" When he heard the voice he remained cautious if there is a monster lurking and may attack him.

"Listen. I did not permit you to speak." He hurriedly shut his own mouth and he can sense the discontentment laying thick accompanied by the voice.

"Women and gold comes alot when you have power. Many became heroes for their beloved a nice adventure indeed but you are different. You wanted to be a hero instead of finding it through some woman. Find it in yourself. Do not falter. Suffer. And most of all be strong. Make your grandfather proud and lest it be he is a womanizer as well. It will come to you as well." Bell listened and tries to digest the words.

"Who are you?" He squeezes the words out as he listened to the voice.

"Even in my presence you do not know my name. You cannot be blamed for there is no fault in ignorance. My name memorized it with your whole being. For I am G….m..h, the .i.g of ..uk." The boy heard his name but he was unable to understand. It was as if the world prevents him from understanding.

"What? I heard it but I was not abl-"He was stopped by the King.

"You are not yet worthy of my name. Let time pass and let me test your mettle." Bell was not able to do anything but comply. Although he promised himself he will know his name.

"Let me be entertained for awhile. A king does not do things he only orders but I guess being a playwright will be a little bit interesting. Survive this trial and conquer the monsters throughout the whole day and I will give you a gift befitting of your performance." Bell was already engaging with the monsters and when he heard about a gift it will only be a lie if he says he is not interested.

"Let's do this!" He runs through the monsters and repeats the cycle again and again. As he looses his sense of time. One day has already passed but he kept on doing things again and again. Right now he has only one goal and that is to become strong. When he felt his whole body becoming a little numb he walked out of the dungeon but if there are bystander there they would surprised by how silent the dungeon is it was cleared, it looks like a high-leveled adventurer came by and produced a storm but they would not expect it came from a certain silver-haired boy.

While Bell was walking he saw his goddess, Hestia. A little bit on the short side but nonetheless a beauty matching it with her white clothes like a symbol for purity and she has it large on the important parts. Yes, he was appreciating her beauty for a second but it was all gone when he saw the worried look on her face.

"Bell-kun!" she scurriedly went to his side when she saw bloods spewing out of his body. She was worried and almost went to the guild for a search warrant. Her boy was lost for two days and when she saw him walking with a smile on his face albeit weakly and struggling walking through her. She run and hugged him smelling the blood and scent of the boy.

"Bell-kun!" she caughts the boy's weight and blood dripping out his clothes. It seems his knees gave out.

"Kami-sama, I want to be stronger." A simple statement. But both the goddess and the king felt every words. Bell was young even for an adventurer but when it came from his mouth it felt he matured a lot. The king was entertained now it is time to give him his gift. Only his citizens where allowed to have his compassion and he sees Bell as he is his own. Zeus, that old man even pleaded to him to take of his only grandchild. He was bored and he owed Zeus a favor. This was the perfect time for entertainment. He has seen a bunch of heroes in his era and any other eras. But seeing a hero truly crafted by him how he cannot be excited. He is going to make this kid a hero but not just any hero. A hero that can stand between him and his one and only dear friend.

"Zeus, it seems I have to give you my thanks when we see each other. For a fleeting moment let me give this grandson of yours a favor so big even yourself cannot redeem to pay it. But do not worry for I will not sake payment rather what I wanted to see is a birth of hero worthy of being crafted by me. My treasury is infinite and my time is encompassing. I see. An heir. That was what I wanted all along. Well, I am in a different plane and might go soon. Let me give you, Bell Cranel a gift, which I have. Its name was carved into history, everything came from this, luxuries and weapons, its name, my treasury, my life. Its name Gate of Babylon.

Bell Cranel

Level 1

STR: 77 -133

VIT: 13 -40

DEX: 93 -110

AGI: 148 -300

MGC: 0 - ?

Skill: G- -f B-y-o-, Realise Phrase

A/N: The status of Bell is not yet seen by anyone. He just came from the dungeon.