I was an outcast, discarded by society. I was ridiculed because of how I look. Everyone hated me, but I couldn't blame them because I also hate myself. Why was I even born if I was going to have this face? I am an ugly pig bastard with no talent and who is absolutely poor. I cry in my room for days without eating or sleeping. I am famished, but I can't seem to lose weight. I curse the gods, I curse the people, I curse myself. "'I wish I were on another world,'" and God seemed to hear my pitiful cries because as soon as I opened my eyes, I was not in my room. I was in an open field, with trees sprawling towards the skies. [Welcome User!] [Quests Unlocked!] [New Quest Acquired!] [Main Quest 1: Create A Guild] With your deepest wish to create a society where everyone is accepted regardless of how they look, you must first create a team who holds that value. Create a guild with at least five members. 1/5 Members] WHAT THE HELL IS THIS!!!!!!!! Author's Note: This story is under refurnishing. I will be editing all the chapters and will strive to create a better quality story worth reading for. Please be patient for I'm also currently working with an another novel. In the meantime, you can read my other work, 'Tales of Mankind, while waiting for this story to finish editing. Thank you very much. -sylverlight