CHAPTER 1
DEATH WAITS FOR NO MAN
READ THE FOLLOWING CAREFULLY TO AVOID GETTING SPOILED AND AS A GUIDE ON WHAT TO EXPECT.
This Fanfic contains information up to volume 19 and the reprise of the spear hero. (It may increase when I read further volumes.)
This story focuses on The rise and fall of Takt and the seven-star heroes. The story will be from the seven-star heroes perspective, but mainly Takt.
I plan on developing the characters a lot but keeping their core personalities. The mentally of the characters will be focused on a lot.
Some events may play out differently, for example, fights that have already been covered. However, the results will remain the same.
This story contains some swear words but not a lot (gets cringe when there is a lot for the sake of sounding 'mature')
Also. this is a dark fantasy but not edgy. If a chapter contains an excessive amount of violence or adult content (not any sexual content. they may be implied), there will be a warning.
Topics of sexual abuse and child abuse are mention in the story.
The first chapter will show the lives of Takt and another character before they died.
If you have questions, ask them in the comments or on the "Rising of the shield hero discord". My discord name there is "Emmanual"
Lastly, enjoy. Any constructive criticism will be greatly appreciated.
"DAMN IT! What the hell are you doing, Watsin ?! Get back to work! Do you think I pay you for nothing? you fucking slacker?!"
"I-I haven't...slept for a while, sir-"
"Watsin...shut the hell up and get that frame done before 2 pm, or I am firing you!"
Fire me...? Damn it. Damn this. Damn it. Damn it... Damn it! I can't lose my job...but I am so tired. If I get fired, I can't afford to pay back my debt, and if I don't pay them. I know they will try to hurt pup.
"Yes, sir. I will get it done."
"You better!" he shouted as he walked away.
That was my boss, by the way. I know you may think he is a bad person, but honestly, he is a dead man walking!
That's what I would love to say. The amount of times I fantasised about killing that man is probably unhealthy. Though It isn't every day I think about- wait, it is. Since I work here all seven days and I even sleep under the desk, it just might be.
I will inevitably want to kill a man that forces me to work such long hours. The last time I shower was maybe...4, or was it five days ago? I can't recall.
As you may have realised, I am an animator, and unfortunately, I am one of those that gets treated like absolute shit!
I gripped the paper tightly.
Damn it. What the fuck did I do to get treated like this? What have I ever done? I have tried my best to be friendly to shit stains that are better off committing suicide; Poisoning would be best for them, which will be painful!
I even pay my ungrateful parents bills, The so-called parents that should be dead already. Materafact! the reason I ended up where I am isn't because of a dumb decision I made! It was my parent's fault, the principal fault, those so-called friends fault. It was everyone's fault!
The only one I could count on is pup...I hope she is okay. I mean, she is a natural hunter; of course, she is okay.
You know, I always wanted to own a pet lizard and a fish too. They are so damn cute. But maybe I should say, I wish I still owned them. Due to my long and unhealthy working conditions, I couldn't go home most of the times to feed them, so the past ones died.
I should maybe rest a bit. My raging heart is making me sleepy.
I should take a little..no i...I am sure a little nap wouldn't hurt anyone.
I opened my phone and stared at a picture of the gorgeous cat of mines.
"...hey pup, be a good little cat, okay? I will make sure to buy treats for you even if I have to go without dinners for a week. Because you are my best friend...yeah you are...yeah you are."
As if my body was a doll that had its strings cut off, my arm fell lifeless on the desk as I became submerged in a void of darkness; sleep.
"I like you! Cinnamon!"
Huh? Wait, wait...is Ashley really confessing to me? No way! I mean, it isn't like she is super hot or anything!
She stretched her hand out with something in it. A cupcake?
"I-I made a cupcake for you."
I mean...that's really nice and all, but- wait, something is up. I am 18, she is also 18...so why is she confessing like some 12 years old? That does kill the appeal, if you would ask- anyone but my horny ass!
I took the cupcake and smile, "thank you, Ashley...I do think you are beautiful, and I even...i" I froze, unable to finish my sentence. It was my guilt probably.
I what? What the hell am I really thinking? I am disgusting. I promised Louis I would never cheat on her. Yet here I am, thinking about telling another girl I like her too?
Sick. When I told her that I would never cheat on her, she was my first girlfriend, and I didn't know the damn challenges that came with being in a relationship! I thought it would be easy.
Her father always cheated on her mom, and all her ex's cheated on her... so I had to make her know all men aren't shit. Obviously, I wanted her to know I would be different, but am I? Right now, it doesn't matter. I can do this.
I took a deep breath and said, "as much as your words deeply touch me, I am sorry. I already have a girlfriend."
fucking hell! That was hard. Damn it! I just turned down a hot girl! However, it
doesn't matter; I kept my word. I am also sure mom and dad would be happy when I told them this- hmm, maybe I shouldn't tell them about this. Despite being 18 years old, I think like some damn little child. Why should I boast about something any ordinary human should do? Welp, I am a fool anyway.
She backed up, "Is that so?" she said with a low tone.
Eh.
"Um, yeah, it is..it suc- it is what it is."
My heart had gone cold, and I felt shivers caressing my back. Every single instinct in my body is telling me one thing. No, they are screaming, 'get away from her!'
Quickly I turned and took fast and calm stripes.
I think they are calm.
I hope they are!
She is one of those, isn't she?!
A yandere! I bet I bet.
I have read enough damn novels in my life to see where this is going!
Then why the hell did I turn my back to her?!
What?! Then? Walk away facing her?! Are you stupid?!
It's better than-
As if death rested its hands on my shoulder. A cold shiver ran down my spine, and my stomach tighten.
I slowly began to turn my head to face the person.
My heartbeats began drowning my eardrums with, "BADUM BADUM!" Is that even a sound a heart makes? Hell, would I know! I am too nervous to think straight right now!
Clearing my voice, I tensed my abdomen and leg muscles along with my arm.
I will use my arm to take the stab. That way, I will survive!
"W-wassup…" I merely leaked out.
"Cupcake"
"What?" Did I hear wrong? I could have sworn.
"If you're gonna tell me you dont like me..then give me back my cupcakes!"
Eh, that's all she wanted? That's all? Is she sure?
I handed it to her. She grabbed it and walked away.
Well, that was weird, or maybe I am the weird one? Well, only one thing for sure!
That indeed is a damn relief!
"Damn… I thought I was gonna die", I exhaled.
As I leaned on the pole, something was different. I don't feel anything on my back.
Quickly, I moved my legs to gain a better balance.
How did I mistake the pole!
I then felt a kick.
"Huh?"
I fell on the road.
As I turned back, the one that kicked me was the same girl. She looked at me with craze eyes as she began huffing.
Why… the hell?
BEEEEP!
"You should have seen that coming."
"Huh? What- I- why would you?"
As I moved my head to my right, a vast truck slammed onto my body.
BANG!
With a bang, my body flew in the air. A cluster of pain inscribed into my bones.
Fuck, it hurts...it hurts...my head hurts...damn it. What have I ever done to deserve this?! I dont understand!
THUD! CRACK!
My body slammed on the concrete ground. My bones shattered, and blood flowed in response to the impact.
Moving my head to see that bitch, only one thing could come out of my mouth, "go fuck yourself, Asley." you damn whore!
"Come forth, a hero from another world! We summon a strong and strong-willed warrior!"
"Come forth mortal soul, dying before your time. Another chance for you awaits. In a world just for you and only for you~."
Huh…? What's all this? Am I in heaven? Doubt- wait, honestly, after all the shit I pulled up with people, of course, god would award me with that, wouldn't he!
"Hello, human."
Huh?
I looked up and saw a beautiful woman. She had long snow-white hair that rested on her hips. A pale white face clear of any blemishes. And her eyes...they were like marbles, clear and beautiful. Even more, her presence itself was like that of a divine being...like that of a goddess.
Wait, did I really die In my sleep? I was just joking about the heaven thing
...Haa-ha..this has to be some joke. It must be. Right?!
I looked around me quickly.
The woman looked at me as if she was waiting for me to calm down.
There is no way I can be dead!
I stared at my fist, and in an instant, I knew what to do.
I slammed my knuckles into my stomach.
Fuck! an Incredibly Sharp pain spread slowly in my abdomen. Forcing me to gasp in pain.
Collapsing on my knees in pain, I began to gasp.
I haven't awoken yet?
Again. I punched my stomach.
And again!
Thud!
And again!
Thud!
And again!
Thud!
Over and over and over! and over and over! Over and over and over! and over and over! Over and over and over! and over and over! Over and over and over! and over and over!
Over and over and over!Over and over and over!
I CAN'T BE DEAD! I REFUSE IT! NO WAY IN HELL!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
Thud!
"Cough cough!" I fell on my side.
It hurts like hell now. Now I want to die again...
...it seems I am really dead. Yeah..yeah. Of course.
My mouth became unhinged as a burst of chaotic laughter came forth, "HAHA...HAHAHHAHHAHAHHA! SO WHAT?! I AM DEAD NOW? GREAT! FUCKINGFANTASTIC!"
This wasn't supposed to happen! I was supposed to get rich and famous and look down on all those that laughed at me! Those that Spitted at me! Attacked me! Damn it!
I swung my fist in a fury.
Also, if I am dead, who is going to take care of pup? This isn't fair...this isn't right! Why me?!
...it wasn't supposed to happen, but it did
I closed my mouth and looked at my hands. I knew it this entire time, didn't I?
A chill settled in my heart. An understanding so clear that it's funny how I never realised it till now.
It's obvious why it's me. It's because I always got the end of the stick. I was never meant to exist. I was just an extra in this world. I was just... a nobody.
Funny, thinking of that is weirdly calming yet very... damning.
"You are something else.", the lady said.
I looked up at her and responded, "yeah, I am. Anyway, I am not going to heaven, am I? I guess it's hell for me."
"As you know, I am a god."
"Yeah, I know."
Did she ignore me? What is she, some damn NPC?
"...tell me this world where everyone hated you, rejected you and swore at you. Does it make sense someone like you. Someone who deserves everything the world has to offer to be treated like this?"
"What are you getting at ?"
"Does it make sense?"
"...what if it does?"
She gave a devilish smile, "And what if it doesn't?", her eyes stared deep into my soul. It almost felt like a breeze washed her hair over to highlight her beauty even more.
What if it doesn't, huh...what if I dont deserve all this suffering? Oh yeah?
I took a step forward and shouted to the top at my voice as I sent jabs of anger at her, " Then why the hell did I suffer so much, huh?! Why was I born with a father that sexually abused me?! A damn mother that was only good for covering up for a disgusting husband and taking drugs?! A damn principal that made me fail every class because someone That looked like me killed his wife?! How about friends, huh! Friends that Stole money from me! Lied on me! Hid their drugs at my apartment without me knowing?! And! and! And...what about my love life? Since high school, I have asked over 230 women; not a single one reciprocated my feelings. They all said, "ew". I guess I also inherited my father looks. I am one ugly looking bastard. I dont want to live...I am happy that I am dead. After all, I never had the guts to kill myself! I used to wondered would it be painful constantly? Not that it matters now."
I fell on the ground, huffing.
Damn, I went overboard, Though, getting that off my chest felt nice. It felt great
But, it reminded me of all the pain I have endured until now. I dont like it. I hate it. I have suffered so much...I have endured so much...
A warm feeling embraced my face. As tears fell from my eyes, the warm goddess hands caressed my cheeks, "you have suffered a lot. I am sorry, it was my fault; if only I were better, I would have sent you to paradise", she wiped my tears.
My heartbeat became calmer. I looked into her eyes and asked, "paradise? What do you mean?"
"My poor little boy, it's a world that I created for you. It was designed to be an apology for all the suffering I allowed. Please forgive me."
A paradise for me? As an apology? "Why are you so nice to me?"
"I am not being nice; I am giving you what you rightfully deserve."
As if her words were a charm, I repeated it, "what I rightfully deserve?"
Her smile grew deeper, "yes, what you deserve."
Me..? I dont get it...I have been dealt a lousy hand for so long. What can I possibly deserve except for ruin and suffering?
NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO! NO!
I deserve it! Because of all the shit I have dealt with! Dont i?!
A world for me?
I deserve it.
A paradise for me?
I deserve it.
With that, it must come women, money and power.
I rose from my knees and said, "thank you. You are right. I deserve it."
Her face blushed as if she was intoxicated. Her teeth showed a bit.
Then her mood change, "ah, I have forgotten. In that world, there are so-called "heroes" those are fakes, devils in disguise; I built a world for only one hero, the ultimate hero, For you."
"I will kill them." I dont know this feeling in me. It felt like… I could do anything now.
"Yes, please do. When they are summoned, make sure to get rid of them. I to would love to deal with them myself, however-"
As the wave of confidence grew in me, I responded, "The world belongs to me, and as a result, I should make sure such a gift is well received."
She clasped her hands and said, "thank you! Also, there are some missions I will give you; the waves are our allies. Do not negatively interfere with it. Destroy any ancient martial arts school that uses life force, The four guardian beasts, Any information about me and the waves, and any prophecy of heroes. Also, do not tell anyone about me", her face was serious, "because if you do, I will kill you."
The pure ominousness of her voice caused me to back up. It was like a demon staring deep into my soul.
I dont get it. What would it matter? No, that doesn't matter right now. This woman. This goddess. My goddess. She is giving me another chance to live. So I need to know one thing.
"Yes...also, what should I call you?"
She looked at me then place her hand on her chin, "an ender of worlds...a world eater, a god. Whatever you choose doesn't matter to me. I have no intention of telling you my name, not till you have earned it."
Not till I have earned it, huh? A bit entitled, dont you think? But then again, if she is a god. I guess she has the right to be.
She then widened her arms, and spheres as beautiful as pearls began to rotate around her, moving towards me.
It was like buff bubbles from games.
"In other to aid you in saving the world from the villains that parade around as heroes, Choose your divine gift. May it be the power to charm others, create barriers. Choose."
My cheat power… it's precisely like an isekai cliche.
She then walked over to me. And touched my head, "in that world, there are Legendary weapons I created for you. They have become rebellious. I trust that you will recapture them."
I bowed before her and said, "yes, my goddess."
Her chin raised, and her smile grew deeper; it was almost as if...she was looking at a toy? No, it must be my imagination.
Anyway, I raise, and around me, spheres with icons in them spun around me. Opportunities surrounded me.
That was Something I never had back at home. I never had a choice in my life. I had to take any job to survive.
Now, I can choose. Maybe to someone else, I am foolish for getting so excited just for having a choice in my life, but I don't care.
Also, would anyone be brave enough to call me a fool? Let's see who will be the fool in this new world.
I quickly scan through the power bubbles, and one caught my attention.
I rushed to pop it, but..should I take it? I have to choose wisely. The power to ignite whatever I touch…
Oh? This one steals enemy stats temporary? Stats huh? So it's a fantasy world base on a game?
"Hey miss, this world...it has magic in it?"
"Absolutely."
So it does, huh? Perfect. A world with magic awaits me, my world.
I rushed and popped the one to my right. Green energy sprung from it and wrapped and my head and flowed in it. It felt like cold water rushed up my nostrils!
damn! taken back I began coughing as I felt my brain in pain.
"Magic mastery, not a bad choice."
seriously? no concern about me being in pain? No matter. the pain has stopped.
"Thank you, with that; I will save my world from the fake heroes."
"Thank you."
Then I began to descend, and around me started to become dark.
"Please do save the world from the fake heroes, my true hero."
I swung my hand to face her and shouted back, " I will!"
A bright light was at the end of the tunnel.
"er kommt heraus!"
I heard a voice. It sounded like an eager young man. Who is it?
"Uwaaa~!"
My mouth cried out on its own.
Huh, what is this, is it like, what I think it is?
"Ich denke, er ist ein kleiner Junge", an elderly voice spoke out. I am assuming I have been given birth to. Gross.
Also...What the hell am I hearing? I can't understand nor see anything!
"gehen Sie vor, nennen Sie ihn", a young lady said. I am guessing that's my mother…
An image of my original mother came to my head, and a deep disgust sprung up from my soul.
"Uh, sein Name wird... Takt Ashalon Faubley!" and that one was definitely my father.
My father...a rage began to boil deep in me as I remembered my past.
Damn him! Damn you, father! I swear I will kill you!
Suppressing my rage at the moment, I thought about his last sentence, and I knew that Tact Ashalon Faubley was chosen as my name.
I like it.
I now have a new body and a new name.
It's a redo or a restart. I reject the old me and embrace the new me.
No, rather I approve of this change. After all, I am the one and true destine hero and ruler of this world that will determine his own fate; Takt Ashalon Faubley!
"Hello, gentle soul. It seems you have died an untimely death.", another one suited for my goals. Another fool. Another goon.
My smile embraced the young and utterly pathetic soul.
" Y-yes…"