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This Clueless Hero

Sometimes I wonder if I should be thankful. Sometimes I wonder if I’m secretly in hell, atoning for some grave sin I’ve done. I’ve already done so much, what more can you ask from me? I’m starting to lose hope and I’ve long forgotten the reason I am fighting. Whatever is happening, I’m just so tired. When will this end? ... From the cracks of space, a small group of people are summoned into a magical world. They are told it is a world of peace, where the Demon King has long since stepped down. However, the deplorable lurk in the depths of society, and the main character that sees this first hand will soon discover that the peace between humans and demons is more fragile than he thought. The main character holds no prior memories and must learn these lessons by dying and coming back to the start when he was first summoned. He listens to the stories of the people around him. His companions share their insecurities and outlooks on life, giving him direction. He finds the courage to challenge the world and all of the suffering that comes with it. Slowly, he discovers the secrets of this world and finds out his past self was far more terrifying than he initially thought. ... Hey, author here. I just wanted to give you a better idea of the overall theme of the story. This story is one of suffering and giving up. I try my best to go into detail on why we suffer and how it happens. However, what I mainly focused on, is to give people a reason to keep moving, to try again. If nothing else, this novel will be written for me. But, if you feel like you are in a hole and can't get out, consider delving into this novel, even if it's only the free chapters. ... Disclaimer: This image does not belong to me. If anyone knows the artist, or if asked to take it down, please contact me and let me know

Disgrace · Fantasía
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188 Chs

Mother and Child

What should I do?

Without much thought, my eyes widened and my pupils constricted once again before my body decayed too much.

The space around me distorted and my eyes were on the necklace.

My figure disappeared.

Then it reappeared, but there was a grimace on my face.

The stake had shattered and my hand broke off of my wrist, decaying and crumbling after hitting the ground.

Ah... this is bad.

The necklace was laying on the floor, no longer emitting black mist.

Was it... dead?

A sense of danger came from behind me.

My head turned around to see a dagger flying towards my face.

I forgot about that thing.

My legs already couldn't move...

A bitter smile appeared on my face and my eyes closed...

The sound of a baby crying rang out.

My eyes opened to see a pale blue light in front of me.

The knife had stopped in front of the light.

"My child?"

Crying continued to come from the pale blue light. The mist was dispersed and the decay on my body receded.