I AM ALSO POSTING THIS ON ROYAL ROAD at 7:47 PM, 12-09-2023, Go to Patreon/CRIMSON EMPEROR, For better word style]] In this new. . .Earth-like world which seems to be changed for better or maybe WORSE. There exists a job HERO.......Simply a job Given by the government to those who use these supernatural power for them.....Those who do evil are villains?? OR? Those who oppose them and Don't use this power for them are the ones know as criminals later changed to villains. What is my perspective on it (MC) Should they free the use of power?? NO! Mantra is the manifestation of someone's Will, ideology, and Soul. But that doesn't mean what they do is right, even if they have the will of a saint. Justice??? It's dead the day they compromised. So what shall we do if we live in a CHAOTIC TIME YOU SAY? CHAOS??? When in the history of any HUMANKIND has there not been CHAOS, only those who can rise with a iron will in these Chaotic time, can shape the SOCIETY into a worse or maybe something better, for the upcoming Generation can or should be know AS HERO. Doing the right thing and a CHANGE is 2 VERY different things friend. Funny right??? How the title of such a MAGNITUDE is now given to some WANA BE and Attention h*es. What a CHAOTIC TIME. A hero is a beacon of hope, a god like being, who brings hope like morning newspaper. But do you really think everyone is a hero?? Or does the Society EVEN DESERVES ONE??? Don't Think you are innocent as you didn't commit a crime, Their is a large amount of blank history right?? Don't take the society ever so lightly Because you don't know, what they wanted to be blank is already blank. So here i am Telling you a story of a Man Who was born in these chaotic time. And learned that RIGHT thing and change for the right thing are 2 different dimensions. THE ONE FORGOTTEN BY THE WORLD. Who stood on the STAGE OF WORLD ALONG SIDE. The leader of criminals who wants the world to user in a age of pure interest, loans paid by people's soul. and Chikara Minamoto. A fools who didn't understood his mother's ideals but worry not Now that the hero have been betrayed the very Society he wanted to Change, betrayed by the people he wanted to help. It wouldn't hurt so much if it was your companion who betrayed you but the people??!! who i wanted to help, people whose lives i wanted to improve, are the one who brought my END. Well here i am reborn again The first but now a {{{{{BROKEN HERO}}}}} but worry not i will not wake up, as i know my anger will destroy my DREAMS, but i'll pass these sharp fangs to the one who truly knows how to change the world but is powerless. SO worry and worry not. Now there is no HERO. But a broken one.
This chapter is all about BACKGROUND OF (Mc) and the world before transformation.
This totally skipable if you don't want to know Mc's past and how some events, that happened before The Himalayan Crash
BUT don't complain that i didn't explain anything, I am not one of those writer who cut their work short and make it plot convince I will give reason for everything that happen in this world.
And remind me if I forget any.
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Last time.
The sound of bones breaking and the evil laughter, even if Mike was to hear it might have fainted from fear.
The twisting shadow soon stopped and vanished. . yet what was more peculiar was that the lamps, the bunk, and other things in the room turned exactly like their shadow.
Demons like figures from pure hell, twisted yet thin structures, Deep abyss-like hollows in place of eyes, and a dark green aura seeping out from some of their body parts.
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This is a diary of Mike EDEN the greatest diary ever written.
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"Today is 1934 December 4th no 5th
We are in India in Assam.
We traveled in a tea garden and some parks, got to learn about tea
(* ̄︿ ̄) That was boring as hell.
My father says this is the country with the richest history I agree as the best myth comes from here.
My father shook his head and said
"They are not a myth, but history"
I argued.
He is a quiet man, he said "If this is mythology then why can't history also be a myth?"
"What! was what I said, I mean history is recorded, how can it be a myth".
He doesn't say anything.
1934/ December/18th
"We traveled... to the south Indian region and I was surprised to see black-skinned people, they were totally different from Assam's people who looked more like Japanese just like Mom."
"We got.... or go....into this old temple
Karpaka Vinayaka Temple
"Mom wrote this for me (* ̄0 ̄)as I can't write Hindi that well(Name is written in Hindi translated into eng)
and damn this was built in the century's my mom and her friends exclaimed OO, yes these are my mom's old friends she did her studies for a doctor from India alongside Mina and Maya"
"I made 2 friends Shiv and Rebecca, It's said Shiv is a god of destruction I mean the Indian god, not this friend"
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"Shiv is quite serious as his father is a Lawyer and he likes to act like his father though Miss Mina told me her father is very aloof and easygoing, it's just that he thinks his father is always serious. "
"Miss Maya's husband is an American Archaeologists, Both he and my father telling everyone that Indian is not a land of mythology nor myth??, well whatever mom as don't dwell in adults matter"
Father says
"It doesn't matter how high your status is it doesn't matter how big of a name you have, If goddesses can be jealous of mortal beauties, why can't others despise something or someone with better depth than them"
"Why won't those who find themself in the praise and victory with no morals and something else he said"
"Be jealous of those who are above them by being themself, by being not in conquests but in discovery"
"Why won't people despise them for their kindness, yet there is darkness everywhere"
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'The hell does that mean."
I mean ya I am a genius as everyone says noT ME!.
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I could write at 3.5 or 3 half. I don't know, I can also speak, Japanese and Hindi, though I can't write Hindi it's quite complicated. I spoke my first words before others too, at 6 months of age, words were FUU FUU KK"
"Yep FUCK (written as code word duck)
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All hell broke loose that day, my father got destroyed by mother's fist of love"
"Well on this trip to India, we did see some wired things"
'Like that one-time handful of Britisher were arguing with a group of Indian people'
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They were probably gonna get beaten very badly.
"Our mothers were taking us away but one of the people recognized my father"
"Ohh MR.Reginald. . . "(less important thing shall not be written in my dairy)
and they started to talk to him, weirdly enough Even the Britishers were polite toward my father, After that my father called Sunil Shiv's father and then Mr. James, Rebecca's dad.
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Less important days have no place here days have no
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1934/December/20
There was also this one time a bald-headed uncle came to our house (A villa where my, Rebe, and Shiv's family were staying)
"He wore some loose white clothes seems fun"
"Hmm his entrance was quite great"
"Sitting on elephants with a whole crowd behind him, he soon got down from the elephant with people's help, he came along with 2 girls supporting him, maybe he has a leg problem."
My father and Sunil touched his feet and all boring things. . .
Later Mother told me he was one of the people who was trying to free their country from British rule.
"He said I was a genius so why not give him advice or 2 I did, but was met with silence"
And mom also got angry at me like whatttt?
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All I said why do you need the country to be freed?? The people who work for Britisher are also indians no??
I can easily tell that only a handful of Upper-level officers and troops are Britisher most of them are Indian so what's the problem??
They all stayed silent and Mother sent me to the garden with Shiv, and the annoying Rebe, she was quite annoying for a couple of days god knows what this girl wanted.
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Well, I don't know if they took it to heart or not they talked about it for quite some time, even called their friends and had a whole night discussion.
The next morning our mothers were talking to our fathers and looked quite distressed I, took Shiv and rebe to play after an hour or so our mother informed us we were going to Nepal.
"I was very excited to go there, as I wanted to see the world most tallest mountain to exists I wanted to stand at the peak of the world"
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1934/December/26
Well I lost conciseness while we were going to the Mountain
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And so we came back
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"FUCKKKKKKKKK"
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'My mother found out about this and I got beaten for it
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.·´¯`(>▂<)´¯`·. And my mother also found out about this, that I am writing a novel.
she says it's a useless thing to do as there is no future in it so pls help so I can make progress in it Even if I can't continue Writing I will complete MIKE'S STORY.
She says to please this
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