Owen Sparks, a young man that was special in many ways.

He was not the sharpest tool in the shed but that was balanced with his incredible physical prowess and exceptional skill.

Mastered all sorts of martial arts and the ability to use all existing weapons.

World champion of all sports from combat to board games.

He was someone that surpassed any known human limits, someone that had already step into the realm of superhuman.

But… right now, Owen and his classmates were transported to another world.

***

Lucadean Kingdom, Capital City of Lucien, Church of Warphos.

“Welcome, Great Heroes! We, the unfortunate natives of this world requested for your aid in defeating the Great Evil Gods that terrorized all of creation!” Shout the pope as he enhance his voice using an invisible force.

Seeing the scene that they’ve only saw happening in novels and mangas, some of them was excited while some were worried and scared.

“We understand how some of you might feel scared and worried as to how would you fight against such strong existence despite your history of being a normal human. Fret not! The Great Supreme Divine God will grant you their blessing alongside a special system to aid you in your journey!” The pope explained, his voice was still enhanced with the invisible force.

“Now! Bless them my lord!”

As the pope’s voice was heard, a bright ball of light entered the body of the students, their body shined and illuminated the surrounding as a transparent formed in front of them.

“That tickles!” Spoke Owen as the ball of light struggled to enter his body and keep bouncing off him.

…

...'HOW DID THAT HAPPEN!?'...

The pope screamed inwardly,

'Calm down, Damian, calm down, he might be quite special for him to resist your low level blessing…'

A new ball of light appeared, much bigger than the one others received.

Once again it failed to enter Owen’s body.

Veins bulging on the pope’s forehead as he conjured another ball that was filled with so much condensed energy it almost become as big as the entire roof.

'Take this!'

It bounced off Owen’s body again.

Everyone was dumbfounded as they stared at the three ball that keep trying to enter Owen’s body.

“Stop tickling me!” Owen punched away all three ball of light as it quickly dispersed.

The pope’s face turned dark as he decided that Owen was useless!

“Alright, young man, what’s your name?” The pope asked, his face was obviously filled with anger.

“Owen Sparks, yours?” Owen asked nonchalantly.

“What do you mean, Owen?” The pope asked.

“Huh? Aren’t you one of us?” Owen asked confused.

“How come I be one of the great otherworldly heroes? I’m just a pope for the Great Supreme Divine God’s Church!” The pope said.

“You don’t look like a pope tho? Like, what kind of pope wear a hoodie and shorts?” Owen said describing his appearance.

The pope or Damian’s face was dumbfounded, 'H-He saw through my illusion…?'

“Hahaha, you don’t seem to have any affinity for the system or blessing that’s why I’m going to exclude you from fighting against the Great Evil Gods, so bye-bye!” Damian spoke before conjuring a magic circle under Owen that was supposed to teleport him to a dangerous forest.

A bright blue pillar of light appeared from the magic circle that engulfed Owen’s entire body.

'Hahaha! Die at the hands of those dirty monsters you freak!' Damian was overjoyed before he heard a grunt from the light.

“So bright…” Owen muttered as the light began to dissipate, “What was that supposed to be?”

A bag of coins was suddenly thrown into Owen’s face but fortunately his reflex remain vigilant as he quickly catched it, “Hm? What’s this?”

“Please, leave, you can live however you want from this point forward.” Damian said defeated.

“Okay.”

The journey of Owen has begun.

“May we know your name, Sir Savior?” Asked a young noble girl towards a young man wearing a white shirt, dark green pants and a cowboy hat.

“Hm? My name is Owen Sparks.” He said as he stuffed himself with more food.

'He’s very gluttonous…' She thought as she stared at her savior that devoured an entire family worth of food in a matter of minute.

"May I ask what is your adventurer’s rank?” The noble girl asked.

“Adventurer’s rank?” Owen repeated what she said.

“Yes, are you an S-rank? Because only S-ranker are the one capable of defeating a dragon all alone and seeing at how easy you did it, you might even be an SS-rank adventurer.” She said.

“I’m not an adventurer.” Owen asked.

“Huh?” The noble girl was stunned.

“Alright, thanks for the meal.” Owen said as he ran away from the mansion.

“Wait—ah, he already disappeared.” The girl muttered to herself.

***

I am the fastest man alive, Nihon Kayuki.

Nobody can surpass me in speed when I still have my ability.

Outpace.

The ability to always be faster than your opponent.

That explanation was the truth, at least until that boy appeared.

When I was just calmly walking around, confident with my unparalleled ability to dodge I have my guard down, that was until I was bumped by that boy.

In 4 decades of me living, nobody could ever physically touch me outside of my will, that boy just did something I had always thought to be impossible.

***

Owen sensed a killing intent as he positioned his left hand to receive a slash.

The blade upon coming in contact with Owen’s skin, shattered.

“Even destroying my blade, you’re something else huh, kid?” Nihon was behind Owen about to unsheathed his second sword.

Plucking one of his strands of hair Owen mimicked Nihon’s fighting stance.

Slash That Move In Zero Time!

Slash That Move In Negative Time!

Just as Nihon’s sword come in contact with Owen’s face, it shattered once again.

'It broke again, but as expected nobody could just copy my technique from a glance—‘ Suddenly a surge of memories entered his brain.

“No way…” Nihon’s voice was shaking.

He ripped apart his clothes and revealed multiple scars.

“You… you… attacked my past self…? How could that be possible?” Nihon’s face turned pale.

“If you slash fast enough to the point you slash in zero time, that means if I go faster then I can slash in negative time aka going to the past.” Explained Owen before yawning.

Seeing an opportunity, Nihon threw a high dosage of fire poison into Owen’s mouth.

“Hahaha! Die you monster! Burn away from my sight!” He was fully expecting Owen to just burst into flame and disappear.

“Spicy!” Owen’s face contorted.

‘Spicy…? Only spicy…? When I only taste 0.002% concentration of this poison I was left half-dead… crazy… this kid is too strong!’ Fear seeped into Nihon’s heart before he ran away.

“Weird guy…” Owen muttered as he noticed a mighty black dragon on the sky.

“Cool, should I go to a mountain for camping!” Said Owen as he ran to a mountain range known by the natives of this world as the Heavenly Mountain Range that holds countless demonic beast.

“Smells good.” Owen said as he ate the cooked meat he made himself from a bear meat.

Behind him was a mountains of corpses.

Next to him are a head of burning dulahan acting as bonfire and a huge wooden house he made by himself.

“Can I eat some?” Asked the dulahan.

“Sure, what kind of meat do you like?” Asked Owen.

“I prefer the hard shell of those scorpion and crab beast.” The dulahan spoke casually.

“Alright.” Owen carefully fed the dulahan.

Before Owen’s arrival, the dulahan was the overlord of this mountain range.

He was the strongest existence, revered by all demonic beasts and humans.

But that wasn’t his purposes.

His only job was to protect his previous master tomb.

A dark mage with the magic that can even kill gods.

His former master said that after he found a worthy successor, he would have the potential to be freed.

But he somehow ended up here, it’s not like he hates it, life with Owen were calm and he can fill himself with food.

“Anyway, Owen, do you like reading books?” Dulahan asked.

“Nope.” Owen answered.

“I see, do you want my previous master treasures?” Dulahan asked.

“Hm? Won’t your master going to be mad? You did say he told you to find a worthy successor.” Owen said.

“No problem, you can take the treasures and then sell my master dark mage equipment.” Dulahan said.

***

“Is this your master’s tomb?” Owen muttered as he stared at the huge stone gate carved with strange symbols.

The Dulahan who was tied on his back spoke, “Yes, I don’t know how to open the door though, sorry.”

“I see, can’t I just break through it?” Owen said winding up a punch.

“Honestly, I doubt it, I remember hearing that the tomb had a layered magical protective shield that would be conjured upon a threat, I remember the shield can endure even a divine punishment after it was amplified by a thousand fold.” The Dulahan explained and with a voice of anticipation he added, “I really hope you would show me something amazing again!”

Just as the Dulahan finished speaking Owen had already launched his fist at a remarkable speed.

That speed seemed to alarm the defense mechanism of the tomb.

[Detected an unprecedented amount of force launched at the tomb!]

[Activating overload!]

[Conjured a Max-level shield]

[Multiply shield by 27 decillion]

[Amplify the defensive capabilities of all shields by 999 octillion]

[Cast weakening curse on enemy and multiply its strength by 45 trillion]

[Activating…]

[Conjuring…]

[Amplify…]

Countless noises were heard until Owen’s fist finally landed on the shield.

The shield layers were broken.

The curses were removed.

The defense were useless.

There was no air pressure because the world hasn’t even registered that he moved.

Now Owen has returned to his original position.

Suddenly the space where he punched contorted and twisted.

It formed a violent spiral and sucked the surrounding space into it.

The Dulahan’s face was filled with surprise and fright as he noticed that the boy that has been carrying him effortlessly ignored all magic his previous master that he had witnessed to be able to stand toe to toe with immortal beings and reality warpers and only died because he chose to.

That magic his previous master was really proud of was nothing but a joke for Owen.

Now, a new problem has emerged for Owen as before him exists an ever growing black hole!