Chapter 1, How I pick the wrong choice that day

Let's say that suddenly the whole surrounding you're in, blackout. Then, a light comes out, and you'd, of course, follow the light.

There's some weirdo that prefer darkness, and surely that's not me.

When I arrive at the light, it suddenly showed a text.

[welcome, please choose the difficulty you want to train in]

[Easy][Normal][Hard]

Normally, you'd of course, choose the easy path, as this crap is just weird many would, of course, stare at the thing, and search for any camera, thinking that they're pranked.

I do the same, although I do like to read webnovel and some isekai thingy doesn't make me some idiot that wish for something like that happen to me.

For me, experiencing something like this is weird. Without any reason or explanation, all given to you is a choice you had to make.

I mean, what's the meaning of choosing it?

Is there any reason for the choice? What's the explanation for choosing the option? I need a description of the decision I make.

What if I choose the easy option, then again what about the Normal and Hard option.

Is it the same as the game difficulty, or is it something else?

Of course, I then don't really give a damn about the option and just choose the normal difficulty.

Being normal is the best, after all.

Well, my choice is not wrong at all. Even today, I never think that the decision I made is wrong.

Now that my head chopped by the powerhouse, I just wish for being more hardworking and cease to be normal.

Increasing my workload might be good, and choosing my option in life as an adventurer might be better.

After the choice I make, I transferred into some medieval age world.

There, many being gathering. Not only human, some demonkind, elf, dwarf even the mysterious fairy gathering in the plaza.

Looking at the earthling summoned like circus entertainment, a new kind of being that will live with them in the same world, and together try to better their life.

Amusement and astonishment filled me as I stare back at those eyes, and not long after another option surrounded with lights once again come forth.

[Congratulation in choosing the Normal(to die), please choose the job you wanted before starting your life in this world]

[Vanguard] [Support] [Ruler]

The options are only those 3, I choose the most eye-catching one named Ruler.

Thus, the beginning of my life where I desperately try to live began.

As a vanguard, what you usually do?

The choice is, of course, pioneering.

What's a vanguard? It's those that stood in front and lead the way for others to take.

Well, it's usually that, but this Vanguard option of the job is just some odd job that uses brawn rather than the brain.

To make it simple, you're some combatant that either using bow, swords, spears, gauntlet or even knives.

All those above is something the Vanguard does, while Support is not something magical like becoming a healer or sorcerer. The option refers to someone that support, became a blacksmith, apothecary, or even alchemist.

While what ruler do?

They do the most everyday thing, which is…

Becoming a worker, they deal with official work or something they say the most boring job in the place. Dealing with paperwork, well…

It's a hellish job where you became a worker in a black company.

It's like you come to another world just to become a trainee again, and ordered around by the superior you're in charge of.

However, I can't run away from my job and can only obediently do that.

Years passed, and I became higher official by then.

As time passed, the world became modernized. There's many of Supporting job, along with the ruler job that can cooperate with each other then creates an invention after another making them more prosperous, and at the same time lessen the death count of some odd job.

The normal difficulty world's life is average, the danger is ordinary, there's no mana based monster within the world.

Those times that they thought the world is staying as is, and the fact that they generally live without thinking about anything aside from doing their job, suddenly changed.

The world unleashes more mana from the dragon vein, and monsters running amok everywhere searching for prey to satisfy their requirement to evolve.

Not only the human, neither the other races which live in harmony started to lose their sanity because of the increase in mana quality.

Higher mana means the need to control them, and leaving that mana aside will change your body condition to adapt with them.

In most cases of the Normal difficulty world, a mana spot is a dangerous place where the intruder will be poisoned by the mana density within and either gone insane or get his body torn apart by the mana.

After several years of those tragedies, and the fact that the country became too centralized around their capital. The job called ruler starting to shines.

Pioneering the world with the help of other jobs, the ruler job will start with a village and increase their region little by little unnoticed by the bigger country, and when they become big enough.

They'd eaten the smaller country, and the country will naturally be theirs without worrying about a revolt.

The reason is unknown, but it seems that those earthlings have a specialty hidden within their job. Furthermore, with the ruler's magical side effect, the Support and Vanguard start to deepen their comprehension towards the job they had.

25 years after the earthlings come to the Normal difficulty world, and there are already 2 countries that devoured by the earthlings' ruler, thus making other wary of them.

A ruler can't have communism in their ruling system, using the gap of mana calamity they can rise.

Of course, the great me at that time is already a senior official, I should be a higher ranking one actually. A minister at least, well, because of the sudden revolt of those rulers I branded as a criminal and put into jail.

It's funny that the fact, earthlings can have a higher lifespan than the native human here.

While it's not as long as the elf, which can live even 300 hundred years, and still not die of old age.

The human in his 50s to 70s still look like a middle-aged man.

So in my 30th years in this world, the great me that's already 55 years old still look like a youth in his 20s…

I know they say Asian look younger than they are, but not this much of course. Besides, my fellow inmates, that's already in his 90s still look like those in their 60s he's a European even.

I know it's weird, that I only say it now. But, this world has a name, it's not a Normal difficulty world. Of course.

This world named Zhield, the easy(to die) difficulty world is Anvil, and Hard(to die) difficulty world is Saber.

Why did I know it? It's because, after 50 years, there's a tripartite war between worlds.

Yes, at this point in time, many earthlings became older already. Especially the ruler, and supporter.

They aged faster than the Vanguard, which is still younger by twice than the other 2 jobs.

And in this war too, I died…