Chapter 1 Prologue

Prologue

Life is sometimes boring and repetitive—that line was true, every bit of it. What one would do to make that life a bit more interesting? The answer was simple yet unique—it came in all shapes and forms. It varies from person to person, but it ultimately was just our hobbies.

Such hobbies could be intense sports or comfy reading. Such hobbies, that we have, can give us enjoyment or escape whenever we think of the words: ‘I wish…’ These two words have gone through our minds at some point in time. Such times were also the same for our hero.

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The most homely and comforting feminine voice a boy could hear is their mother's.

“Akiro! Wake up, you'll be late for school!” pressed someone’s mother.

Akiro Hiroto, an eighteen-year-old senior high school student, jumped out of bed. “Coming, Mom!” But he overly hurried and slid in his blankets to the floor.

Akiro was not an outgoing student; he was just an average boy who loved FPS games and novels.

Reluctantly, He prepared his things and left his room entering the bright, loud, and monotonous routine of a senior high school student.

Clasping his hands, he bowed to his father’s portrait in the corner of his room before leaving the house.

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“I hate clichés,” muttered Akiro reading a pocketbook. “It’s an overused trope; it would be so cringy to read if it was poorly executed. If I were in one, I'd say ‘Fuck it, cut off all ties, and do what I want.’”

These were his thoughts as he walked to school, but those fantasies would never happen, or will they?

“Yet another day at school. It’s normal. Too normal,” he whined. His steps seemed heavier with every sigh. “I wish something were to happen. Anything!”

As if in response, a hand swatted his head.

Annoyed, Akiro glared at the suspect, “The hell?”

And that suspect was Ayama, a well-mannered delinquent who somehow became the student president. Crazy. “Lost in thought?” Ayama joined in his stroll.

Akiro rolled his eyes, “Was.”

Ayama snickered, clutching his sides, “S-Sorry my bad.” An exaggerated reaction.

“It's alright,” he sighed, excusing Ayama’s crudity. “Anyway, it's Monday again. I didn't get much sleep last night.”

Ayama facepalmed. “For someone on the top of the national leaderboards in video games, you got no friends other than me. You are an anti-social eunuch.”

“What's with calling me anti-social?! You're a ****** too!” Akiro deflected.

“What does that have to do with anything?”

That banter was distracting enough that the two arrived at school in no time.

On the plaque by the school gate, it read, ‘Sengoku High.’

“Anyways, I can’t hang out today,” he states with disappointment. “Student council work.”

Akiro heaved the heaviest sigh, “Oh, well, nothing we can do about it now, do we?”

“Welp, this is where we part. See you at lunch. I'm going to be busy with student council work.” Ayama waved his hand and left.

Akiro waved back, “Alright. Good luck.”

Entering the same room tidied the week prior was now again a mess. Though he greeted Ayama goodbye, they entered the same classroom but headed in different directions.

Near the teacher's podiums we have the class officers:

Amaya Nobu - the President.

Isa Tsukiko - the female Vice President

Okuda Keiichi - the male Secretary

By the left corner of the room, we had the popular students, ones with influential backgrounds and wealthy families were:

Yasutake Keiji

Takeshita Eri

Shimizu Sango

Haruto Itsuki

Maki Tahara and Katsumi Tahara

The group on the right side of the center of the room was the athletic group because they are filled with athletes, they were:

Kenji Hinote of the basketball club

Yamazaki Toshyuki of the soccer club

Nishimura Hitome of the kendo club

Hashimoto Mari of the volleyball club

And second, to the last was the bully group; they were real jerks—total assholes. They were:

Hamasuki Masashi

Onishi Akira

Matsumura Shigeko

Yasawa Yaso

The last group was the rest of the students who were scattered along the hallways doing whatever they wished.

The bell rang and everyone got to their respective seats.

Ring!!! Ring!!!! It was time for lunch. The teacher dismissed the class and instantly many students rushed to leave the boring classroom.

As the excited early-leavers were about to touch the door, a circle of glowing light suddenly emerged on the floor. The walls became pure white. The only things you could see were the desks and students with confused expressions.

And the alike minds of Ayama and Akiro thought, “No way this is happening!”

Loud thuds and groans were the only sound that was heard until,

“Welcome Heroes from another world!!” echoed in their ears.

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