This story is not written by me, it is written by 'ledochorz' or use the link u/6635661/, I'm just a humble editor that asked for the author's permission to edit it to make it more bearable to read.

The Dawn of the heroes, the rise of the devil

Once upon a time, there was a king nicknamed 'The Tyrant King'. 'The tyrant king' was the name of an antagonists' in a tale.

Being deceived by others, being the fool and being betrayed. Many people usually despise the antagonist's because of the deeds they've done.

Initially, my old self tended to hate this kind of character because I wanted to be a hero. However, recently I find that I share a similarity with the Tyrant King that is why I do not hate his character anymore.

In fact, I feel pity for him, the pity stemming from all the cruelty that the people have done to him.

Speaking about becoming a hero; what is a hero? Being strong? Having a sense of Justice? Power? Charisma?

Willing to sacrifice themselves for another's sake?

I do not know nor understand anything about becoming a hero.

Wait, I think I forgot something. OH RIGHT!

The hero must be kind and handsome.

He needs to have a handsome face and a kind nature like hmm… what is his name again? I think is rhymes with potato, bento, natto, veto, kendo…oh, Hayato! Hayama Hayato! Yes, maybe like Hayama Hayato. Good willed, nice figure, always fulfilling the expectations and is liked by everyone. Yeah! 'Hayato-Kun daisuki~~~' yea.

Except me.

I HATE HIM!

I hate him from the bottom of my heart. I hate his guts, I hate his fake personality. Being a good person, everyone's favourite man with a sense of kindness. I hate all that about him. He lives in lies.

"Nemesis" This is the suitable term for describing my relationship with Hayama Hayato. He once said that he wanted me to become his equal. Same hierarchy and at the top, like him. In other words, he looks at me differently than everyone else. Most people are attracted to his good traits like his friendliness and charm.

But, what made him hate me? He hates my guts, he hates the person name Hikigaya Hachiman, not because of my looks but because of the way I solve problems. His ability is more towards that of persuasion and playing peacekeeper between fight whilst my ability is provocation and the destruction of friendship. So, he as a hero had declared that I am his enemy. Actually, what is the heroes' enemy? Monster? Evil? Devil? Or King Tyrant?

Talking about monsters; people that I know always define me as a 'Monster of Logic', 'Monster of Reasons', and 'Dead eyes fish monster'.

Wait, wait a minute that last one is frustrating and that description of a monster is not evil enough and I by nature am not born as a monster.

Damn you, Yukinoshita Yukino.

In any case, my actions and decision contradict the being that is called Hayato and vice versa, but the only thing we both agree on is that we hate each other.

So, let it be. It's not like I lose anything by letting anyone hate me. A lifetime of being rejected has trained me to become strong in heart and mind.

Anyway, let's come back to the situation that we are facing now.

So, Mr Hero, what could you do in this situation? From the back of Hayama Hayato, I knew that he is terribly frightened right now. Afraid. Terrified. The shaking of his body is akin to him being trapped in a freezer. Any normal person will act like that if their life is in danger.

Why you ask?

It's because, in this very classroom, one man has intruded and is planning to kill the people of this class.

The man is equipped with a small gun also known as a Pistol. From my observation, the pistol that is being held by that man is from the Glock series handgun. That type of gun usually used by security and defence forces such as police and military officers.

Source: Me

I, as a player of first-person shooting games should know this general fact. If I am not mistaken, the bullet of that gun is small but can kill instantly if shot from ac close distance or aimed at fatal places such as the head or the heart.

"This is going to hurt" I muttered to myself.

I am used to being hurt, well, mostly mental abuse and I had once been involved in a car accident. Well back to the situation that I am facing now. Most of the students are now in a bad state of mind. Most of them, especially the girls are crying, they are begging for their lives and now we are ordered to move to the back of the classroom.

Except for five people, which are Hayama Hayato, Miura Yumiko, Kawasaki Saki, and Hiratsuka-sensei.

"I hate the blonde! I hate the silver! And I hate that lab coat!" That man had shouted when he entered my class.

'Hey mister, do I care if you hate those things!' is what I wanted to say but I am not brave enough to say directly to that gorilla-like man, and then he started shouting orders. Which leads us to our current situation?

Oh, I almost forgot to introduce our criminal-san here. From observing his body, I strongly believe that he is a man. He has a very tough body, like a body builder, has short black hair, a handsome face (what the heck was that out of place) and is wearing a sleeveless green singlet along with a pair of cargo pants.

Eh? Something is not right here. Ahem, sensei. Why did your drool drip down there? Are you really that desperate to have a man in your life? There are many nice guys out there. Just throw out your coat, wear some nice and girly clothes and I will definitely fall to you. Oops, I mean, many men will fall for you. This woman is nearing her expiry date so it's no wonder she's desperate like hell.

Whatever, I'll just let her be.

While that's happening Yumiko is clinging tightly to Hayato and gritting her teeth, small drops of tears appear at the edge of her eyes. Meanwhile, Kawasaki is heard her mutter "Taishi, Keika, sorry I can't make you dinner today"

Totsuka is looking the other way and is now facing me with a pleading face.

"Hachiman… save me… please…"

Oh, my dear Totsuka; I really want to save you, I pray that I have the power to evoke my alter ego by using the pistol to shoot my head and call out PERSONA! But well, it's impossible. DAMN! What can I do? What should I do?

I don't have superpowers like those guys in the Smallville series or Avengers. My body is totally vulnerable to weapons. Being immune to rejections does not mean that my body is invincible.

Sweat drips down my face. In my mind right now I tried to simulate the best solution for this crisis. Minimal risk, minimal effect, if I can avoid it! It is not like I want to save all the students in this class. They are not even my friends, so what do I need to care about? I only care about Totsuka and that air head riajuu over there, Yuigahama Yui.

Speaking of which, Yui grabbed the end of my sleeve, shivering in fear.

"Hikki, Sable, I don't want to die— help, please someone!" she whimpered out.

Putting that aside, that man has begun moving to Hayama.

Aiming the gun at Hayato's head he then smiles.

Before he could pull the trigger of the gun, a strong wind blew into our class. The force of the wind sends paper and pencils scattering across the classroom noisily.

Today is quite a windy day I guess.

But, wait…wind. Yes, that is it!

The wind has made me realize something which is…

"The window."

Windows… Come from many types and varieties, mostly made from glass, and have many shapes such as square, circle even trapezium. Used by buildings and also by vehicles such as cars or trucks. School buildings especially, this school used the slide type windows, so it is easy for the wind to blow into the class.

Another usage of the windows is to act as an emergency door or emergency exit. Good girls and good boys should not jump out from windows without any reasons especially when you are above the 3rd floor! Remember that! Wait…what the heck that I'm thinking here.

By the way, for me, I don't want to choose either one.

A smile appears on my lips.

It's time to use my own resolution.

"If the hero doesn't come, the Devil shall rise." I mumble to myself again.

I loosen Yuigahama's grip on me, she looked shocked because of my sudden and unexpected action.

Then I proceed to walk forward towards criminal-san; as I approached him he suddenly aimed the gun onto me.

"I didn't say that you could come here." The man warns me

I lift up both of my hands up in a surrendering pose.

While smiling, I said, "You hate them right?

His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to ask, "What do you mean?"

He takes the bait. How easy it is to fool him.

"Then how about we make it a little more tragic?

A devilish smile appears once again on my face.

Now, I am in the center of attention. The classroom's atmosphere becomes as silent as a desert, only the sound of the wind blowing in was heard and because of my announcement most of the classroom's attention is on me. Don't worry guys this is not going to be long, I will finish it as soon as possible.

That man puts down his gun down, his posture relaxing.

"Tragic? What are you talking about?

It's time reveal the ace up my sleeve.

"Well, being shot by a gun is not tragic enough. So how about you put some EXTRA effort to fulfil your desires? How about breaking some bones or crushing some skulls? It could become something interesting. Look, we are at the third floor, the height and the design of this building is enough to kill someone. I suggest that if you want to kill them, then how about killing them in front of the windows? That way, other people could see a fantastic view of the death, like having the brain splatter everywhere or something more than that. How about that sir?"

"Oh! Is that so…" He muttered loudly enough for me to hear before his face lit up in agreement "Oh my! You are brilliant! That sounds great!"

That man starts to laugh like a being who has been possessed by the devil. But I am not that scared.

'Please don't worry sir' I thought to myself bitterly.

'The real Devil is here.'

"Hey you, how do you propose to set this up?" The man asks me curiously.

It's time for the finishing move.

"I advise you to find a suitable place to drop off your target, hmm, let's say from that window. How about you go over to check it?

I pointed to the windows to the left of the classroom then the man began walking to the windows gleefully, an insane smile marring his handsome features.

Then, I walked to Hiratsuka sensei and whispered into her ears.

"Sensei, you're right. I can't save the person that I want to save anymore. Because…I cannot save even myself."

For a moment she was confused on what I meant but then her eyes widen in understanding in what I was going to do next.

I dashed towards the man like the footballer in Eyeshield 21 and tackled him out of the windows with all my strength.

But…

To push someone that was bigger than me, requires me to have enough force and weight… and a load

Yes… I needed a load.

Thus, using my body as a load, I rammed myself into him with all my strength and sending both of us flying out of the classroom windows.

The criminal shouted at me in anger, cursing me with a string of expletives. "Damn you!" The sound of his screams are drowned out by the roar of the wind as gravity drags us down.

Then time became slower for a moment…. And then…

CRACKKKK

I hear the shattering of my bones as my body hits the ground with all the force of a fall from that height. Pain wracked through my body and a ringing sound reverberated in my head, and my world started to spin.

My vision becomes blurry and is blotted with red.

I think I had experienced this feeling before, so it wasn't that surprising to me. Shifting my eyes to the left I could see that the man's head is twisted into a funny position.

His face is tilted upwards, blank eyes staring at the back of his body then with the startling realization of his death.

I whispered in satisfaction "It's my win…"

My voice is empty and hollow, the sound ringing in my ears like the lonely chimes of the Notre dame.

"God" I whispered, "Why is it getting so cold?"

I spoke out loud to no one and realize that I cannot even move anymore—I was paralyzed. To make matters worse, I sensed something warm flowing out from the back of my head and from under me. It's getting hard to breathe, my breaths getting shorter and shorter.

So, is this the end?

Not a bad end though….it's like a fairy tale. And for once…I am the hero.

Some lines from the anime that I've watched appear in my mind.

"If you want to die, die after you have saved 10 lives."

I am smiling again because I have saved more than that. Much, much more.

Not long before I started to lose my consciousness, I hear someone calling out to me.

"Hikki!"

It's dark…

At the death of the tyrant king, it was finally revealed that he became who he was to give the people a purpose, a being to hate, to despise and to shun for the betterment of the whole world in general