discarding trash

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the tr*sh of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, is destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this s*upid tr*sh who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a headache.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life.

Su Hanyan transmigrates into a novel set in the industrialization period. She becomes a cannon fodder side character - one with a weak personality, who is always being bullied by others and often used as an unlucky sacrificial lamb by the novel's main characters! In the novel, her 'fantastic' mother favors boys over girls. Carrying the mindset of 'sacrificing her daughter's life for the happiness of the family, she is made to give up her job for the female lead and that marks the start of her tragic life. Her family bleeds her dry, just like the female lead. She goes after the same guy as the female lead despite being abused by her husband. It can't be any worse. After recapping the entire story, Su Hanyan tears the script into shreds. There's no way she's going to be cannon fodder! She was never a coward! To deal with these heartless people, she has only one thought. She cannot let them have their way! In two words, f*ck them! Enter the young and talented surgeon, Jin Chen. His looks, capabilities, and family background are top class. He's cold and proud. Many women have tried to woo him but no one has caught his eye. This continues until one day—the usually indifferent Dr. Jin directs his warm and adoring gaze towards a young lady and says, "Anything Yanyan says goes!" Everyone is stunned. How did this random stray from the Su family get you into her hands? "Woo her!" Jin Chen smiles brightly. "I was the one who wooed her. The secret is to be shameless!"

On the first day, Luo Feng went broke and had to go back home. In order to make ends meet, he began to collect trash from house to house. Unexpectedly, he happened to bind the "Treasure Prompter" system. "Ding! There are gallstones in the stomach of the sick cow of the butcher ahead, commonly known as cow treasure, worth 6 million." "Ding! 10 meters ahead, the paper on the wall of the old lady's house is a painting by Tang Bohu, worth 300 million." "Ding! 100 meters ahead, the abandoned whetstone is imperial green jade, worth 1 billion." "Ding! 1000 meters ahead, the woodcutting knife in the woodcutter's hand is a Xizhou's bronze sword, worth 2.5 billion." "Ding! 10,000 meters ahead, the stone that the child hit the water is a Martian meteorite, worth 8.8 billion!" "Since I have this system, who can still see me as a trash collector?" "I am a treasure hunter disguised as a trash collector!" On the first day, Luo Feng passed by the door of a rural quadrangle and saw a child smashing spades with a four-sided object. He went up to pick it up and found that the words "commanded by heaven, both longevity, and eternal prosperity" were engraved on the bottom. "Ding! The child smashing walnuts in front of the house! In his hand is the heirloom jade seal..."

Every hero starts with power. He started with dust. One moment, the classroom buzzed with teenage chatter. The next, silence fell. Students blinked—and opened their eyes in an ancient hall carved from gold and marble. The air shimmered with divine magic. And at its center stood a goddess—flawless, proud, unbelievably beautiful and wrapped in flowing white. It was a divine summoning performed by a divine goddess. Among them was Vritra… and his stunningly beautiful mother. While others received blessings, powerful physiques and grand titles, Vritra was given a skill so pathetic it made even the goddess wrinkle her nose. An ability—so pitifully weak that it drew laughter, scorn, and even disgust. But that wasn't the worst part. Betrayed and cornered inside the labyrinth, Vritra had two choices: die… or fall into the death trap. A death canopy with no exit and no chance of survival, the only option was to slaughter the demons endlessly for months. Finally!! He forced his dormant skill to awaken, after killing thousands and hundreds of thousands demons and devouring them, becoming a broken ability. A dragon? A demon? What am I exactly? ****** White robes. Cold arrogance A sinful revenge. White robes can stain. And in the dark, even divinity can moan. And then there was his mo— guilt in her breath, shame in her eyes, whispering apologies between gasps in her son's ear, doing what had to be done… for both their sakes, giving birth to a morally wrong relation with him. ________________ Absolutely no NTR, none at all!!! No mother betrayal either!!! Discord: https://discord.gg/BUnnWjnWZw check out more- https://ko-fi.com/jin_moon Extra chapters based on response I receive, that's all for now, peace out!!

Fuck me. I was just trying to pull my favorite character from a gacha game — Trafalgar du Morgain. The legendary swordsman. The cursed heir. The tragic side story no one cared to fix. Discarded by his clan. Humiliated by his siblings. Dead by suicide before the main plot even began. Guess who woke up in his body? Yeah. Me. Now I’m stuck in a game world that had zero lore, zero guidance, and zero chance of survival — except for the broken-ass Talent I somehow unlocked. I’ll kill, steal, lie, betray—whatever it takes. If survival means blood on my hands, then so be it. I didn’t choose this world, but I’m not going to let it chew me up and spit me out. I’ll climb over corpses if I have to. I’ll become the villain, the monster, the nightmare they never saw coming. Because in this world, there’s only one rule that matters: survive or die. And I’m not dying again. ~~~ Discord: https://discord.gg/tQ76KAUQfN

Cuando abrí los ojos, estaba dentro de una novela. "El nacimiento de un héroe" fue una novela centrada en las aventuras del personaje principal, Choi Han, un chico de secundaria que fue transportado a una dimensión diferente de la Tierra, junto con el nacimiento de los numerosos héroes del continente. Me convertí en parte de esa novela como la basura de la familia del Conde, la familia que supervisaba el territorio donde se encuentra el primer pueblo que visita Choi Han. El problema es que Choi Han se vuelve retorcido después de que esa aldea, y todos en ella son destruidos por asesinos. El mayor problema es el hecho de que este idiota en el que me he convertido no sabe lo que pasó en la aldea y se mete con Choi Han, solo para ser golpeado hasta convertirlo en pulpa. "... Esto va a ser un problema". Siento que me ha pasado algo grave. Pero valió la pena intentar hacer de esta mi nueva vida. Buen día, esta obra maestra no es de mi autoría solo la estoy traduciendo al español, créditos al autor y a los traductores que la han trabajado, es importante aclarar que quizá haya títulos o géneros de los personajes a veces difíciles de entender, principalmente porque muchos títulos 'honorarios' suelen ser masculinos o por los pronombres coreanos e ingleses igual con las onomatopeyas. Deja tu comentario si encuentras un error y lo corregiré lo más pronto posible.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me.  But it was worth trying to make this my new life. ____________________________________________________ Disclaimer: This is not my work nor translation! Original: Chungeoram Translation: https://eatapplepies.com/trash-of-the-counts-family/

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the trash of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this stupid trash who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life.

They called him the Shame of the Clan, but before that, Vale Athrimir was a prodigy, one destined to lead. That ended the moment he manifested the Forbidden Mark Order. Branded, abandoned, and cast into prison, Vale was stripped of everything he has. Three years later, he was thrown into the Borderlands, a wasteland where the forsaken are worked to death and forgotten, to fight monsters and waste away. But Vale did not break. He began with nothing. No name. No allies. No power base. No faction. And yet… he built. From prisoners, exiled lords, and the discarded, Vale forged order out of chaos. What started as a desperate struggle for survival became something far greater, a growing force bound by ambition, discipline, and ruthless vision. Resources were seized. Territories claimed. Enemies crushed or absorbed. In a ruined world where strength dictates rule, Vale wasn’t just surviving, he was laying the foundation of an empire. As the Forbidden Mark Order revealed its true potential and an Ancient Inheritance fell into his hands, his rise became unstoppable. Clans and Kingdoms that once cast him aside would soon face something far more dangerous than a disgraced heir. A ruler. He will build something that cannot be overthrown.

When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel. [The Birth of a Hero]. [The Birth of a Hero] was a novel focused on the adventures of the main character, Choi Han, a high school boy who was transported to a different dimension from Earth, along with the birth of the numerous heroes of the continent. I became a part of that novel as the tr*sh of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located. The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins. The bigger problem is the fact that this s*upid tr*sh who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp. “…This is going to be a problem.” I feel like something serious has happened to me. But it was worth trying to make this my new life.