Farewell To Return Home

In the elegant throne room, opulence radiated from every corner. Bathed in a golden light, the room was adorned with gilded archways, crystal chandeliers, and regal tapestries. A majestic throne, crafted from luxurious velvet and gold, commanded attention on a raised dais.

The polished marble floors gleamed, reflecting the exquisite ivory and mother-of-pearl furniture scattered throughout the room. The air was filled with the scent of perfumed candles, and plush rugs added a final touch of luxury. It was a sanctuary that exuded power and majesty, fitting for its ruler.

In front of it there's 3 individual kneeling the guy in the middle of tree of them there's slim young man with a muscular frame, short dark hair, black eyes, and facial features often described as generic and frail. wearing black pants with a black belt that had a large silver buckle, a black V-necked shirt that was worn underneath a black trench-coat with gray lining going down the sleeves, and black boots with silver plates to protect his shins. He had a silver plate worn on the left side of his coat, and a pair of black fingerless gloves. He wore a strap that went over his right shoulder and under it to wrap around his left side slightly long but neat  Yes, it was me, Crius Raven, and at this moment, I found myself kneeling in front of the king alongside my three disciples, each of us profoundly grateful for his words.

"Thank you, great heroes, for saving our world,"

The king expressed, his regal voice resonating through the grand room.

"As promised, after fulfilling your duty to our kingdom, you may return to your own timeline and world seamlessly, as if you had never left for a moment."

In a display of his gratitude, the king presented each of us with a remarkable gift: a 4-Dimensional storage device. Within these storage units, we discovered a treasure trove of immense value – 100 gold bars, symbolizing the king's generosity and appreciation.

Additionally, our individual weapons, crafted specifically for us, rested within these storage units, patiently awaiting our claim. The promise of such incredible rewards imbued us with a sense of reassurance as we prepared to embark on our journey back to our home world.

However, amidst our eagerness to return, a bittersweet feeling lingered. For I had to bid farewell to my three loyal disciples, who had become like family to me throughout this extraordinary journey.

Though we all hailed from planet Earth, we existed on different timelines. As the eldest and the first summoned to this alternate realm, panic initially overwhelmed me when I found myself ripped away from my first day of high school – a day like no other as it was not an ordinary institution but a hero high school specifically designed to train teenagers to face dungeon challenges.

Allow me to explain further. Thirty years ago, in my original timeline, Earth was plagued by dungeons – energy gates floating in the air that unleashed monsters upon our world.

As mana started leaking from these dungeons, our ordinary animals began to evolve into monsters. Humans on the brink of extinction faced starvation due to this transformation.

However, a small number of humans, who could feel and control mana, emerged as awakeners possessing supernatural abilities akin to those found in manga and anime. These gifted individuals fought valiantly, but only the first three awakened humans, who people Call them The 3 hero , led humanity to peace.

After regaining peace, the three heroes formed their own clan, the Tree Pillars of Humanity or the Three Great Clans.

In the aftermath of their monumental victory, humans regained control and established institutions like the hero Academy I attended. My dream was to be recruited to one of the Three Great Clans. However, on my very first day, I faced torment from classmates who belittled me for my weak abilities and low rank in the school. Their taunts escalated to physical violence, leaving me unconscious. When I awoke, I found myself transported to this newfound world.

In a moment of clarity, a wise nun revealed that I had been summoned as a hero to aid in the fight against the dreaded Demon King. It was then that the king himself confirmed that once we defeated the Demon King, we would be able to return to our original timeline without a trace.

I would find myself back at the exact moment I had been whisked away, and while present within this alternate dimension, time would not touch me as it normally would. It was a wondrous prospect indeed.

With unwavering resolve, I dedicated myself to honing my skills and mastering every weapon available during my ten years in this extraordinary realm. However, it became clear that victory against the demon army was unattainable through my efforts alone.

Recognizing this, the king suggested summoning additional heroes to aid us in our quest. It was then that three teenagers materialized in the summoning circle: Lucas, with his distinct white hair and red eyes; Ren, an initially arrogant boy with black hair and blue eyes; and Anastasia, a charming girl with blonde hair. I immediately assumed the role of their teacher, their master, as we embarked on arduous training together.

Throughout our time together, we shared stories of our respective worlds, realizing that despite existing on the same planet, we inhabited different timelines. Lucas, Ren, and Anastasia hailed from Twenty-Five years in the past.

This revelation fascinated me, and upon sharing it with the king, he assured me that it was a common occurrence within this realm.

Over the course of five years, we trained tirelessly, growing stronger with each passing day. Together, we overcame countless challenges, culminating in the triumphant defeat of the Demon King. And now, it is time for us to bid farewell to one another.

As we gather, I approach my disciples, my voice filled with genuine warmth. "My dear students, the time for goodbye has come."

Lucas, the first to speak, addresses me with sincere gratitude.

"Master, even though we are almost the same age, your wisdom and guidance have made all the difference. Thank you for everything."

Ren, wiping tears from his face, his initial arrogance transformed into a deep appreciation, expresses his heartfelt gratitude.

"Master, thank you for everything. You've shown us what true strength and kindness mean. We will miss you dearly."

Lastly, Anastasia, with a genuine smile, expresses her appreciation.

"Master, your teachings and your kindness will forever remain in our hearts. Thank you for shaping us into the heroes we are today."

As I listen to their heartfelt words of gratitude, my heart swells with pride.

"It has been an honor and a privilege to teach all of you. Each of you has shown immense growth and determination. I am grateful for the role you've played in my life."

As the portal closed behind us, a single phrase echoed through the chamber, spoken in unison by my three disciples: "Master, see you in thirty years!"

With heartfelt goodbyes exchanged, we stand at the threshold of the portal that will return us to our rightful place and time. The king's words of gratitude echo in my mind as I take a step forward, ready to embrace the familiar embrace of my home and the untold adventures that await me there.