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Damian aka Cale is beyond livid. First, he was thrown into a fantasy world out of his consent. Second, he had to save the Henituse Family because Death said it was one of the ways to get out of the fucking novel!
Then, he had saved far too many people and had actually saved the fucking world but still! he got stucked in this fucking fantasy novel with that bastard son of a bitch Cale Henituse refusing to re-exchange places?!
And Damian has got no ways to contact the latter since that bastard Death refused to answer to him?!!
Hah, they messed with the fucking wrong person. Let's see for how much longer those bastards will manage to ignore and refuse him. Just wait and see, bastard
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It was suppossed to be Cale Henituse's birthday celebration today but the person-to-be-celebrated is not in the mood. Right after the celebration ended, Cale stormed off from the villa.
He has been using the divine book of Death to contact Death but was outright ignored. He wants answers! Cale could feel his patience thinning out and he finally snapped.
With a cold livid expression, Cale flew to the Henituse Duchy, leaving behind his children and the others who were worried and concerned about him since they have never seen Cale in such state before.
"Im gonna kill him. Imma fucking kill him!"
That was all they heard from Cale's lips before they started to stop him from endangering himself but Cale was much faster that not even Choi Han, Fredo or Eruhaben could stop him. They had no choice but to follow him.
And when they arrived, they got the biggest shock of their lives. There, they see Cale with a feral grin, choking his struggling father into the air while his stepmother and younger siblings are crying while being held down by an unknown magic.
Cale's father's mouth is dripping with blood and he is visibly wheezing amd grunting from obvious pain. His hands are clawing at Cale's hand, begging to be released, but Cale does'nt even budge one bit.
"One step forward and I'll fucking snap this bastard's neck."
Everyone shudders. Cale's usual calm and comforting voice sounds so malicious and cold!
"Unlucky-no, Cale Henituse, please, calm down. Let's sit and talk through this. Tell us what is really going on. Why are you trying to kill yout own father?"
Cale scoffs at Eruhaben's words.
"Father? Who? Him? Since when? This fucking pathetic guy is not my father!"
*sob sob*
Cale glares at the crying mess Violan, Basen and Lily, "Shut the fuck up. One more noise and I'll fucking kill him."
"Human! Why are you doing this?! You're scaring everyone and even me! You make your mother cries too!"
Cale rolls his eyes and looks at Raon with deadly gaze. Raon whimpers since his human has never looked at him with such eyes but today, he did, with such a cold gaze. Raon wants his human back!
They watch as Cale locks his gaze towards them contemplatingly. He then opens his mouth, "Cage, I dont fucking care how but tell your fucking angel to fucking bring that bastard right here and right now before I fucking destroy everything!"
Cage's pupils trembles at the sheer coldness from Cale's demanding voice. She had never seen the calm and collected Cale Henituse act like this. Just what the fuck did her angel done to make him this mad?!
Fumbling with her large sleeves, Cage closes her eyes and begins to contact the angel. She values her life okay!
A few moments later
"Y-young master Cale! Death said please stop running amock! H-he will bring abroad that bastard right now!"
Cale raises his left eyebrow, his feral expression instantly turns serene. Staring emptily at Deruth, Cale throws the latter onto the floor right in front of the trembling Violan and her children.
Deruth immediately rubs his throat, trying to speak once more before a deadly aura hits him.
"T-thie-! Urghk!!"
"I told you to shut your mouth, didnt I? I guess sheer stupidity runs in the whole family then."
Fredo clears his throat, "Son, Cale, what happened, baby? What did that bastard said or did to you? Should this papa kill him for you instead?"
Cale looks at Fredo with amused glance and hums softly, "You will know later, Papa."
It might not be an ideal situation, but Fredo felt butterflies in his stomach after hearing Cale voluntarily called him Papa with such a soft tone. It flatters him so much.
Throwing the wheezing Deruth on the floor an arrogant look, Fredo smirks deilishly.
Take that, Deruth! Cale is officially my son!
*swoooshhhhh*
Out of nowhere, a man who looks just like their commander but more masculine and buff with black hair, appears right in front of them, looking around in frantic with a fearful and panicked gaze.
They watch as the man finally locked his gaze with their commander and he then trembles visibly.
Wha-
"C-Cale-! What did you-"
*clap clap clap*
Cale claps his pale hands with a mocking look and approach the black haired man with a feral smirk.
"My my my~ Look who we got here~ If it is no other than Damian or should I call you....."
"No- Cale! Stop!"
Ignoring the panicked look on his counterpart's face, Cale keeps it going while stealing an amused glance towards the agitated Deruth.
"-the real Cale Henituse? Finally, after two years and a half, welcome back!"
Deruth is finally able to move after the fake bastard who stole his son's body diminished his deadly aura.
Desperately, he crawls towards his real son and calls out "Cale! My son! I can't believe you're finally here! How dare that thief dared to steal your body and pretend to be my son and shamelessly lived with u-!"
*Gasp*
Son?! Thief?! Steal who's body?! Pretend to be who?!
Before Deruth could even finish his sentence, the black haired man shouts, "Father! Stop it!"
Visibly taken out by his real son's outburst, Deruth cajoled.
"W-what's wrong Cale?! Did that bastard threatened you?!"
"No, father! It's just...it's..uh..."
"What did that bastard do to you?!"
A menacing sound of laughter echoes around the place. Everyone gulped at such a feral look their commander is contorting.
"Cale, Cale, Cale~ How cowardice~ Can't even tell your dear old soon-to-die father of the real truth?"
Deruth glances at his fake son and his real son. He grabs his real son's shoulders in a tight grip.
"W-what did he mean with truth, son? What truth?!"
The black-haired man kept his gaze downwards while biting his lower lips in obvious distress. Both of his hands are fidgeting and trembling in absolute fear, guilt and shame. And mostly towards his redhead counterpart.
How can he tell them the truth? The real truth that he, the real Cake Henituse, has stolen a person's identity, forcing him to save his original world only to pay him back by stealing away his whole life instead?
He was and is still being shrouded with shame and guilt towards his counterpart who had done so much more yet he ignored the latter's calls just because he was afraid of losing his new found love.
How do he tell them that he had forced their commander to stay in a foreign dimension just because of his selfish desire? They would surely kill him!
His family would surely hates him if he tells them the truth!
"Seeing as you're so tightlipped, I, the generous one, will give you a timer, Cale Henituse. In 3 seconds, if you still fail to expose the real truth to everyone who are present here, a massive dead mana bombs will explode in this whole duchy. And countless mana bombs will also do the same in the whole continent."
*Gasp!*
Everyone looks at the noncholant redhead who is currently looking at his nails while sporting a playful look, contrasting with his previous feral deadly one.
Such duality...
Eruhaben observes the badass redhead attentively. His heart begins to stammer in his chest. Why is he feeling like this?
"Wait wha- dead mana bombs?! And more bombs-?! Cale!!"
Looking utterly unbothered, the redhaired Cale speaks, "I know you're stupid but I dont know you're deaf as well. Shits really run in this family close."
The ravenette's mouth opens and closed repeatitively, unable to counterattack at the blatant insult yet he doesnt find it insulting at all. Instead, Cale's previous words shocked him to the core. He said there are dead mana bombs in this house! And more mana bombs in the whole continent?!
Deruth frowns at his real son. Why is his real son keeps calling the thief with his own name? And what is this thick ominous feeling he was having?
"C-Cale! Please! Let's discuss this personally okay?! Please!!"
Raon, Ohn and Hong look at each other with visible distress. They cant meddle in something that they have no idea of. They dont even know who's the real Cale Henituse anymore! Glancing at Eruhaben, he also shakes his head with a deep frown on his handsome face.
Cale hums. He glanced towards Eruhaben and the gang. Inwardly, he grimaced at the fearful and confused faces. They must surely be very confused with this situation. But he's really not in the state for explaination, well, not until he gets the answer he wanted that is..
Instead...
"3."
"Cale please! Listen to me!"
"2.." Cale plays with his fingers looking like one of the mean girls in the Mean Girl series.
*slap*
The ravenette reached for Cale's hands but the latter slaps them away with a loud resounding sound.
"3."
"Cale! Surely you wont do this, right?! They are also your people!"
Cale gives the ravenette a bored look of disbelieve as if saying, 'are you fucking with me?'
Eruhaben knew there is something wrong with him since he found this side of the unlucky punk...strangely hot like this. Eruhaben should've been trying to stop the latter from mass-bombing but strangely, he found himself unable to do so. His golden eyes are stark latching onto the beautiful redhead.
Eruahaben doesnt give a fuck of who the real Cale Henituse is because he knew, in the end, this redhead is the one he has been with since day one.
If anything, Eruhaben's scenting ability is the top between him and the other dragons alive. And this unlucky punk still has the same scent of winter breeze emanating off of him.
*Boommmmm*
A loud explosion sound came from the eastwing tower accompanied by the sound of screams. Prolly the stupid servants.
"C-Cale!!"
"Dont worry. That was just a tester, no dead mana in it~"
Basen hugs Lily while trying yet keep failing to keep his trembling sniffs in. He is not stupid. Basen could surely see the guilt on his real brother's face and came to realize that this real brother of his had surely fucked up. And Basen also came to realize that the man who had been pretending to be his brother for the past two years and a half is innocent.
Just what did his real brother had done?!
"Don't try to test me, Cale Henituse. We both know how far I could go, don't we~"
The ravenette flinched from the cold hiss. He begs Death to do something before Cale gets everyone killed. 'Death! Please, do something!!'
*oooooooongggggg*
Black mist covered everyone and Cale chuckles while darkly muttering, "So you've finally chosen to come out of your fucking coccoon, huh, Death?"
While everyone minus Cale and the OG!Cale started to panic, Cale shuts his eyes off and visibly relaxed, letting himself to be consumed by the black mist that oozes out thick scent of death.
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When they opened their eyes, they found themselves in a spacious bright colored hall with multiple colorful sofas and tables full of food and beverages.
Their first instinct was to look out for their redhaired commander and when they finally saw him, they let out multiple sighs of relief. There, Cale was relaxing on a soft-looking giant bean bag while sipping his drink from the red mug in his right hand.
It must be his cold coffee..
He looks so calm and unbothered by the current event unlike everybody else.
"I welcome all of you to my humble abode. I am Death and today, due to a major issue, I brought all of you here to expose to all of you of the real truth. And no, no questions, just watch and learn."
As soon as the voice dims out, they found themselves seated on the fluffy sofas. The 7 dragons are in the frontest seats while the others are in their respective seats.
"Please look to the front and watch the records unfold from the black screen."
Everyone starts to focus after words started to appear on the black screen.
Chapter 1; When I Open My Eyes (1)
Mila frowns. Chapter? Like in the novels? She shares a look with Sheritt next to her, gaining a shrug from the latter.
The man could feel someone gently tapping his body. The rough hand made the man think of the hands of an exhausted parent. So damn annoying.
“Young master, it is morning.”
But the voice is very profound. The man felt weird and his eyes subconsciously opened. Rather than the bright sunlight coming in through the window to warm the man’s cold eyes, what he sees is a foreign old man standing there with a satisfied expression.
“It is surprising to see you wake up after a single attempt.”
“Huh?”
“The lord wishes to dine with the young master since it has been a while. It looks like it will be possible today.”
The man could see a mirror past the old man’s shoulder. Inside the mirror was a red-haired man who seemed to be confused looking back at him.
‘Okay, that surely is MY face but what's with the hair color? When did I dye my hair?’
“Young master Cale?”
The man swiftly turns towards the source of the worried voice to find the old man, who obviously is a servant, looking toward him. But that concerned man is not the problem.
The man clearly heard it.
Young Master Cale. It is a familiar name. He slowly blurts out the name.
“Cale Henituse?”
The old servant is looking at him like he is looking at his own grandson.
“Yes. That is your name, young master. I’m guessing you are still a bit drunk.”
Listening to the concerned response of the old man, the man naturally thought about a name that is even more important than the name Cale Henituse.
“…Vicross.”
“Are you talking about my son?”
“…Chef.”
“Yes. My son is the chef. Do you need him to make something for your hangover?”
The man felt his surroundings turns dark and he starts to feel dizzy. He lowers his head and puts it into his hands.
“Young master, are you still drunk? Should I call the doctor? Or will you wash right now?”
The man looks at the red hair that ia falling in front of his face. It was a bright red color, much too different from his original black hair.
Cale Henituse. Vicross. Vicross’s dad, Ron.
They are the characters that appeared at the beginning of [The Birth of a Hero], the novel the man was reading before he fell asleep last night.
*Gasp*
Cale ignores the sharp imploring looks from everyone towards him. It was not his fault for being here and woke up as THE Cale so he won't give any explainations.
"So all these times young master Cale wasnt...young master Cale?"
"It seems so, miss Rosalyn. That was also the day when young master had shown a change in his attitude too. Looks like this old Ron needs to improve since he failed to notice this particularly crucial event previously."
"Wait, if Cale is in the real Cale's body, does that mean the black haired guy from earlier is the real Cale in Cale's body?"
Bud looks at Glenn in disbelief and grips his hair tightly "Agh, this is so damn confusing. Just who is who?!"
Cale lazily interrupts, "Dont bother, Bud. Just call me Damian. That's my real name. The real Cale Henituse will remain as Cale."
Damian..
Everyone mutters his name at the same time, testing his name in their tounge. Damian sounds nice...
"I guess I should introduce myself properly. Greetings, my name is Damian Yuujinchō who has been here this world as Cale Henituse for the past two years and a half."
If Damian noticed how Choi Han's head perking up in obvious recognization, he chose to ignore it. He knew that Choi Han would surely recognize his Japanese surname anywhere.
And when the latter looked at Damian with a deep imploring gaze, he sent him a look that instantly changed Choi Han's imploring gaze to an understanding one. He then receives a simple nod and a small smile.
The real Cale then stands up and slightly bows, "Uh, m-my name is Cale Henituse." But I go as Damian left unsaid, yet, judging from Damian's menacing stare, it seems that he noticed the unsaid words.
Whitira raises her right hand, "So, if Cale is Damian and Damian is Cale, does that means both of you had swapped souls?"
The dragons listen to the conversation with obvious interest. Soul swapping? How fascinating indeed. This is the first time they had ever heard of this miracle phenomenon.
Damian tsks before answering, "Fortunately, that was not the case, noona. We just swapped places. Like, me and my whole original body was brought here and the otherwise. And if I was indeed has swapped souls with that bastard, I'd already tarnished his fucking body like shit.."
The last parts were whispered but since most of the participants in the hall are beastmen and have sharp hearings, they sweatdropped at the clear malice in their commander's voice.
The real Cale shudders at such scary words. He profusely thanks God for making them sawpped places instead of souls.
Whitira automatically beams when the young master she is close with calls her noona. She knew it was the latter's slip of a tounge, but knowing how the bigstack tsundere commander usually plays off if people were to point his cute acts out, she chose to keep her mouth shut from gushing out towards the commander.
"But isnt it strange though? Both of you have the same face albeit the real Cale seems to be on the rougher and..less prettier side..no offense to the real young master Cale though.."
Cale chuckles, "No worries, Bud isnt it? Yes, we do share the same face and yes, it is true that Im on the more rougher side. And fret not. You guys will know the reason soon."
Eruhaben tsks. How come this unlucky bastard is so unlucky? Fortunately, it was his real body all these times. So, maybe it lessened his resentment a little bit after being thrown to this universe.
He jerks his head up and looks around. He could see the bedroom that was completely different from a typical modern Asian design. It made the man think about Europe. Every single thing in the room are extremely extravagant and luxurious. Well, not like the man wasnt used to wealth but...
Choi Han smiles to himself. He started to miss his old bedroom in his traditional korean house. He really cant believe it, his Cale-no, Damian-nim..all these times, was a fellow Asian. Well, a Japanese to be exact. But still...
There is, indeed, a feeling of anger, confusion and sadness from being lied to but then, Choi Han wasnt in Damian-nim's shoes. He doesnt know whatever had made the commander kept it a secret. And the good loyal Choi Han chose to just put his trust in his master. Everything Damian-nim did always has valid reasons behind them and Choi Han trusts his master's judgement.
“Young master?”
The man responds to Ron, the old man who was pretending to be concerned and worried.
Ron plays with his sharp dagger while smiling benignly, "Sadly, I was not pretending, young master~"
Damian shot the old man an indignant look before focusing onto his coffee.
“Cold coffee.”
“Excuse me?”
He needs something to clear his mind. He could see his-no, Cale's face in the mirror behind old man Ron.
‘Still looks normal.’
‘'I guess Cale hasn’t been killed by the main character just yet.'
*Gasp*
"What do you mean with killed by the main character, son?!"
Damian blinked innocently at his adopted father's sharp question.
"Just watch. Im sure everything will be revealed soon."
Fredo reluctantly relented. His hand grips one of the soft pillow tightly, not liking the word killed, not one bit.
His vibrant red hair caught his attention.
The man had become Cale Henituse when he opened his eyes.
Cale Henituse. The villain that was killed by the main character in the beginning of [The Birth of a Hero]. That was who he is.
"I guess we really are characters in a novel..."
"Ahahaha, you sure have the quality to play as the villain, my best friend! You looked much more badass than that stupid White Star when you bombed your place earlier!''
"Yeah, human! You can put the White Star to shame with your actions!"
"True nya~"
They involuntarily winced.
Damian surely was scary as hell earlier. That was the first time they had ever saw him that evil and mad even though that look suits him well.
"May I know who this main character is, young master?"
Damian shakes his head exasperatedly, "Just watch, Ron."
Ron nods while still keeping his benign smile on his face.
“Young master, I presume you need some sweet drink instead?”
Cale turns his cold gaze towards Ron. Ron may be pretending to be a benign old man, but he was actually hiding his true identity as a cruel and vicious individual.
"Oho, so young master already knew about this Ron since the beginning it seems.."
He makes the request to Ron.
“Get me some cold coffee.”
He needs to drink some caffeine to clear his mind first.
“I will prepare it right away.”
“Great. Thanks.”
Ron flinches for a second and has an odd expression on his face, but Cale did not notice it.
"As I said, this was the day young master started a change in his usual demeanor. I guess I was too laid back back then to even think further of this."
Sitting beside Ron, Vicross begins to think about particular events in his head.
Ron has to leave the bedroom as there was no coffee in that room. Once he was left alone, Cale gets off the bed and gracefully struts to the bathroom. If he really is inside of the novel, he knew that there should be a large mirror inside.
As expected, the full body mirror was inside the bathroom. Cale Henituse, who had a lot of interest in his appearance and physique, had this mirror set up in here. Nobody else in the household has such a mirror.
The real Cale hides his flushing face into his arms. Agh, this is embarrassing! His hobby of praising himself in the mirror-!
The man in the mirror had red hair although the resemblance is uncanny and eerie. It is just as his original face since the author of the novel used Cale's original face as inspiration for the villain and Cale was even given 40% of the production's profits.
“I really am Cale.”
I guess that stalker really outdone her job in making me the villain since everything is perfectly the same. The size of his eyes, his nose, his lips and even his mole under the left eye..
Sensing the unasked questions, Damian speaks up, "At that time, I was still convinced that I was in Cale's body. I never thought it'd be my real body since I dont even know the real physical appearance of the real Cale Henituse other than his face."
Aahh..so that explains why..
Litana, Cotton, Jopis, Rosalyn and Whitira, the super gossip squad, shared an excited look with each other thinking of the same thing while mumbling incoherent words of model, fashion, salary, gold pretty face and many more words that Damian chose not to find out. Their creepy smiles crept him out.
"I find it interesting to know that the writer used young master's face as inspiration for the villain character. Are both of you of any close relationship, young master Damian?"
Damian clicks his tounge in uncaring manner, "No, we're not. She's just a fan and a stalker. Totally an obsessive stalker."
Many winced at the words obsessive stalker. Poor young master had to deal with another version of Clophe even before coming to this world. But to say that the writer is his fan, is the commander a famous figure in his original world then?
Do people usually become calmer when they are surprised and shocked? Cale, no, Damian YuujinChō, calmly thought about the night before.
"Obviously that only applies to you, unlucky bastard. You are the weirdest human I've ever met, you punk. Even those Arms pale in comparison. Aigoo, my head.."
Damian felt slightly offended. Yes, it's true he is mostly unlucky but he is so not weird!
It was a typical day off. It had been a while since he had read an actual book instead of on his phone and laptop, so he went to the bookstore to check out some books. He bought the entire series since he planned to read all day long.
The name of that book was, of course, [The Birth of a Hero]. He managed to finish the fifth volume before he fell asleep. But when he woke up, he had turned into Cale Henituse, the individual that the main character killed in Volume 1.
‘Will things go the way they did in the novel?’
He felt unnaturally calm. Once he got past the point of shock, his mind had calmed back down. He startz to remember the contents of volume 1.
Rasheel tskd at this scene. Only the crazy bastard would be this calm and immediately gets his brain to work.
[The Birth of a Hero.]
This novel is about the birth of the heroes in the Western and Eastern continents, as well as their trials and growth. The main character is a Korean. He was a university student who had been transported into the world when he was a senior in his university.
Choi Han slightly grimaced. He cant even imagine himself hurting Damian-nim let alone killing him. He certainly wont do it, ever!
Also, it was lucky on his side that he got transported when he was already at a mature age of 25. At least his brain and emotional maturity is at a decently good level.
Choi Han couldn't even imagine getting thrown into a fantasy world with the brain of puny teenager. Ugh, how disastrous would it be...
Rosalyn nudged him with a teasing voice, "Oohh, who would ever imagine that Choi Han is the main character huh? Huh huh~?"
Choi Han flushed. He also cant imagine himself being the main character. If anything, his Damian-nim suits as the main character more!
"Unfortunately, Choi Han can hardly act to even save his life. I guess that made him unqualified as the main character~"
Rosalyn and Whitira high-fived while laughing mercilessly at the flushing dragon knight. It was so fun teasing the swordsmaster.
“…This is good news?”
He was going to be killed by the protagonist. Maybe if he dies he would be sent back to his original world?
"Do you really want to face my dragon's rage, unlucky bastard?!"
Damian only bothers to shrug uncaringly, making a tick mark appears on Eruhaben's forehead. The latter's shoulder are currently being rubbed pitifully by the beige dragon who also sports a look of distress.
Dodori casts an unreadable look towards his teacher. His eyebrows furrowed in deep thought.
They feel incredibly uneasy. Is their loveable commander really that suicidal?
Pendrick rubs his forehead. Of course going to get killed is a good news to that suicidal bastard! He can just find Cage to contact Death yet the first thing he thought of was getting killed! Pendrick felt like half of his lifespan decreased.
"Think like that again and I will make sure you face a dragon's fear, Damian!"
Damian pouts. What's wrong with his thinking?!
Deruth eyes his fake son with unreadable gaze. His eyes then fall onto his real son. He doesn't know what to make of this information.
Cale takes his eyes off the mirror and walks into the tub that was full of warm water. He snaps his fingers and the water instantly turns cold. He sighs in relief. At least he could still access his magic.
"Hold up hold up, did he just use magic?!"
"Young master-nim, are you actually a mage?!"
Choi Han interrupts, "Were there actually magic in Earth, Damian-nim? I've never seen or heard of one before, though."
Damian sighs, "No, there wasnt any magic in my- I mean Choi Han's and my original world. Instead, it was a world full of modern technologies and science. Magic was purely a myth."
"Then how come you possess one, dongsaeng?"
Damian rubs his face before answering, "Because Choi Han's Earth wasn't my actually original world?"
They all gasped including the real Cale who instantly shot up a question, "What do you mean with not your original world? How come I have no idea of this?! And and-! If it really wasnt your original, how in the hell you managed to adapt so naturally?!"
Sheritt twirls her white hair, eyes boring into the redhead calculatingly. Things are getting more complicated it seems. So it means their lovely redhead has travelled through different dimensions twice already?
Damian chose to give the shortest answer he could muster in his tired state of physic, "Yup. Just as I said, it wasn't. Although my original one has both technology and magic combined..anyway, it was not of any importance. Death, resume the screen."
He leans against the tub and looks up towards the ceiling. It was that expensive pristine marble that was described in the novel. The estate that Cale lived in was actually full of marble. How astrociously ugly. Damian hates such bright color.
The simps mainly Eruhaben flushed at the suddenly uncensored sight of Damian's half naked body. But the body arts that marred his pale white skin caught his interest greatly. It looks like a tattoo of a...dragon? in a black ink. It marred all over his body from his left cheek down to his neck going all down to the waist-
The rest was censored. Hah, what a damned fan service!
Cale sulks hearing his counterpart hates his choice of color for his bathroom. It was a nice cheerful color okay? It wasn't his fault that Damian is such a gothic emo punk! Even all of his clothes are blacks!
On the other side, the simps are a flushing mess. Is that a real guy's waist?! That looks so unnaturally like a woman's...fuck. It looks far better than a woman's!
The female participants in the hall bite their nails and handkerchiefs in jealousy and awe. How can a male have such beautiful figure that any woman would kill for?! How can God be so unfair?!
Cale starts to mumble,
“I dont really wanna go back but I cant stay either.”
His life as Damian Yuujinchō. There really wasn’t much to it. He was an orphan although he was a trillionare. He gives no fuck about his job since his wealth would easily last for 10 generations.
He became an orphan after both of his adopted parent died in a planned assassination when he was little. He has nobody special or important to live for anymore.
They nod that explains why their commander looks so natural with wealth. He is a rich man himself in his original life too.
Bud whistles appreciatively, wealth that would last 10 generations without working?
The second monologue caught everyone offguard. It hurts to learn that their lovably caring commander was an orphan. How did he live and who was even there to care for him like they do to him?
And what does he actually wants? If he has no reason to go back, why won't he want to just stay here? Didn't he like it here?
Somehow, the thought of their commander hating to be here upsets them greatly.
Cale Henituse, the trashy playboy of Count Henituse’s family. A few days before meeting the main character, Cale was drinking and causing a ruckus just because the girl he was wooing got snatched away by another men.
Playboy?
They thought he was only a trash before becoming a commander though?
Cale clears his throat, blush coating his cheeks.
"Ehem, yes, I was indeed a trash in the past but it was mainly because I always flirt with women much to other men's annoyance. They always find a way to mess with me and when I retaliate, that was the day my trashy reputation truly started."
They stole a glance between Cale and Damian and immediately shudders at the imaginary image of the dense sociopathic Damian flirting with women. That guy cant even socialize like a normal human being let alone flirting?!
The simps growled in annoyance. Who dares to flirt with their love? They would surely beat the shits out of them, women or not.
What an interesting character. He didnt actually causing a ruckus because of his lust over the stupid girl, but because the girl had secretly drugged him and was planning to rape him in his unruly state to be a resident of the Henituse County.
Cale perks up, "Eh, I died? For a shitty reason too?"
Damian stares at the latter questioningly, "What do you mean?"
"I mean, I was surely alive the last time before I got into your world when I was 16. To think that was how I was gonna meet my end..." Cale shudders and rubs the goosebumps forming on his arms.
So, when we swapped places, Cale was alive and 16? So what had triggered the swap? He doesnt even know or experience the Henituse War that would lead to the massacre of the whole Henituse residents. Hmm, this is getting stranger...
“Mm.”
Cale crosses his arms and starts to think.
He did not know what happened to Cale after getting killed in volume 1. All he knew was that the main character, Choi Han, has many fateful encounters and overcomes a lot of trials to grow into a hero along with his party members.
Thus the era for him to prove that he is a hero will begin. The Roan Kingdom that Cale currently lives in, as well as many other locations in the Eastern and Western continents, will be filled with war. It truly will turn into the time for the heroes to show their full potential.
Cale started to frown. Damian Yuujinchō, the man who became Cale. His life motto was pretty simple.
Living long without pain. Enjoying the small joys of life.
Living a peaceful life.
“… As long as I make the story proceed like normal while taking out the fact that I get killed, the main character will take care of the rest.”
Choi Han sighs. Damian-nim sure is a contradicting person. He claims to want to live in peace with a painless life, yet, he went here and there getting recklessly injured numerous times. There were even several close calls!
Some chuckle at the thought of Choi Han taking the lead in the wars. The dragon knight that only knows how to brawl and fight...hahaha, how comical.
Deruth and the rest of the Henituse family grimaced. That is the motto of their household.
“It’s worth trying.”
It was worth trying to avoid the continent’s war and living peacefully while searching for a way to go back or just simply die.
There he is, casually saying his suicidal ideation like it was merely stating a fact. They hate this kind of thought coming from the lovely commander.
This trashy playboy's situation is at least as good than when he was Damian. The location of this estate was also in the corner of the Western Continent, making it an ideal location to avoid the war.
In the novel itself, there were many nobles who managed to avoid the influences of war. Even if he could not completely avoid it, he should be able to at least reduce the damages to a minimum.
Ah, so their commander had already jinxed his fate since day one of coming here...
“Young master, are you inside the bathroom?”
He could hear Ron’s voice coming from outside. Cale thinks about Ron’s true identity. Ron is an assassin who crossed over from the Eastern Continent by sea. He pretended to be a benign old man, but the true Ron was a cruel and merciless man.
“Yes. I’ll be right out.”
His natural response was to talk informally to the old man. Cale realized what he was doing and made up his mind about what to do in the future.
He needs to push that old man to the main character and send him away.
That old man could easily kill the old Cale with a single blow, but treated Cale like a puppy you left alone because you felt bad for it. He was smiling gently, but there was not an ounce of care about Cale on the inside. In the novel, Ron leaves with the main character and his son after Choi Han killed Cale.
But then, it was the old Cale, not the Damian Cale. The old Cale was weak but not Damian. Damian would love to fight a fellow swordsmaster.
Several pairs of eyes shamelessly oogle the redhead. Bud, Choi Han, Hannah, Vicross and Eruhaben looked at him with thoughts obvious from from their facial expressions.
Damian frowns, he immediately understood what their expression means and begins to feel like his lifespan is gonna get cut short.
Ron and Vicross snorted. So that was why the young master kept sending them into stupid missions?
Cale puts the bathrobe on as he swiftly exits the bathroom. Ron was standing there with a smile on his face and a tray with a cup in his hands. How annoying.
“Young master, here you go.”
Cale picks up the cup and walks past the old man. He did not want to make eye contact with such annoying old man.
“Great, thanks.”
Ron lets out a playful tsks, clearly chiding his young master, "This Ron is quite upset for being called as annoying mutiple times, young master."
The others laugh while the redhead just humph-ed and ignores everything.
“Young master, we will start to dress you now.”
“Oh, right. Thanks.”
The door soon opened and a couple of servants entered to help Ron dress Cale. Cale did not notice that Ron had a stoic expression unlike his usual self as he looked at the clothes the servants were bringing in.
“Ah, something simple today.”
He hated really complicated attires. Simple clothes that let you relax comfortably are the best.
“Yes, young master.”
The servant in charge of the attires quickly pulled out some simple clothes and Cale changed into the simplest of them all. He inwardly frowns after finishing getting dressed. Even this, ‘simple,’ attire was extremely extravagant and not to his liking.
Everyone takes note of this. This explains why that everytime they saw him, he was always in a super simple attire mainly black turtle neck with loose blouse paired with a black trousers.
Their commander has even became the trendsetter in the whole empire. Black fabric started to become famous and they even caught lots of people copying the redhead's style. Their prides as the friend of THE Supreme Commander boosted like hell.
He inwardly scoffs at his reflection in the mirror. He looks like a clown. He fixed his sleeves before turning around to look at Ron.
Ron is once again smiling like a gentle old man.
“Ron, let’s go.”
“Yes, young master.”
"If that face and body is a clown, what does that makes me? a fucking whale?"
"Hey! Dont categorize us in your ugly scale, Bud!"
Bud blows raspberries towards the ticked Archie.
"C-clown?! My god is never a clown! My God always looks good no matter what he wears!"
They truly forgot Clophe's existence at this point. Only Damian remembers. They shoot the redhead pitiful glances, thinking of how annoyed the redhead would feel, but on the contrary, Damian doesnt mind it at all.
To him, Clophe is just another golden retriever after Choi Han and Dodori. His cutest golden retrievers.
Damian walks behind Ron. It sure is nice that he did not need to know the layout of the estate. He just needs to follow Ron wherever he needs to go. All of the servants that Damian saw flinched and bowed respectfully before they seemed to run away.
‘Why are they so scared? Cale never hit people.’
He just liked to drink and play and flirt. Sometimes, when he was drunk, he did break things. But he never hit anybody yet still, he became the trash of the family.
Archie snidely says, "I guess Duke Henituse is not that good of a guy either. How can he let his son being treated like that. If I was the real Cale, I would've leave too. Anywhere is better than being with a pathetic useless father-huh?"
Archie was completely taken aback when Damian suddenly turns backward facing him with a look of obvious awe and impressed.
"That, is why I really really really like you, Archie. Great minds truly think alike."
Archie clears his throat and covers his reddening face with his hands. This redhead is just too beautiful for his own good!
Eruhaben and the other simps can't help but to curse the killer whale in their minds. Hoe dare he caught Damian's attention, that bastard!
Meanwhile, Deruth lowers his gaze to his lap. It is true, what the killer whale had said just now. How can Deruth be a good father when he literally abandoned his son right after his wife, his son's mother's death? He ignored his sons existence for a year before he approached his son just to announce of his new marriage and his new brother.
‘Well, it’s better if nobody talks to me.’
Damian thought about it peacefully. It would be more difficult if he was in the body of a model citizen. A trash can do as he pleases without worry. It was only possible because there was no desire to live as a model citizen.
"I have decided not to comment anything on this topic anymore. It's giving me a massive migraine."
Damian throws Eruhaben a dirty look in which the other reciprocrate with haughty look as response.
“I will now open the door.”
“Sure.”
“I hope you enjoy your breakfast.”
“Thanks. Ron, make sure you eat a good meal too.”
Damian walks past Ron and into the dining room. He could see Cale's family sitting there. Cale's father and the current head of the Henituse household, Deruth. Next to him was Cale’s step mother, the Countess, as well as her son and daughter. The four people look toward Damian.
“You are late again, today.”
The Henituses became nervous. They really wanted to know how this scene portrayed from the fake Cale's point of view.
Cale’s gaze turned towards Deruth who spoke. [The Birth of a Hero] described Cale’s feelings for his father like this.
‘His father was the one person that Cale listened to. The reason the trash did not leave the area and got everything he wanted inside the Count’s territory was because of his father, Count Deruth Henituse.’
But, unfortunately, Cale’s father was unlike the other strong fathers in this novel. He did not have any special skills or influence. He just had a lot of money. However, Cale liked this a lot. It is the perfect family environment to live a simple life.
Then there were the other three individuals.
His stepmother who knew that he did not like her and avoided him.
Her smart first-born who found it difficult to deal with his much older brother Cale.
And the cute youngest of the family who avoided her older brother Cale.
But it wasn’t like Cale bothered them or they bothered Cale. They just treated each other like strangers.
Frankly speaking, Damian hates Deruth and Violan.
The mentioned duo stiffened.
The reason was simple. Deruth is actually a bad father figure who abandoned his son right after his wife's death. He neglected his son for a year until he found a new wife. Then after he got married, he continue the neglection up until his son's fated death.
Cale refused to look at his father who was starting to cry tears. What Damian said just now was nothing but the truth. He still feel the pain of being neglected by the very person who should've been there for him.
And Violan, well, if she decided to marry into the noble faction, what gave her the excuse to not investigate her future significant other's past? What gave her the excuse to not knowing of her stepson's existence and turned a blind eye to him right after her marriage with his father? She is no different from a slut. Well, they did say a slut is for a whore. And Deruth is the manwhore I guess. Both are equally pathetic and dumb shit.
It was harsh. Damian's point of view was very harsh but nobody dares to comment because they agreed with his opinion. No parent should treat a mere child like they did. Nothing could excuse their act of stupidity.
Cale somehow felt very touched by his counterpart's thoughts. It really represents Cale's heart at that time and maybe still like that up until now.
Basen and Lily cry. They felt so bad for their brother. If only their mother had done better, they would all have lived together as a perfect happy family. Yet, their brother's state became worse after their mother's inclusion into the family. And then she brought along Basen and got pregnant with Lily...
Oh god...please forgive us, Cale/orabeoni..
They wanted to apologize so bad but from the look on Cale's face, they decided to wait until the end of this record for a personal meeting.
Damian thought this is such a great environment to quietly live alone.
Most of them scoffs. Live quietly alone my ass.
“Take a seat.”
“Yes, father.” Damian holds the urge to scrub his tounge after calling Deruth father.
Deruth winced. It somehow hurts when his fake son thought of him like that. He had been with him for 2 years and a half, so forgive him for having somekind of bond with the latter. And looks like it was only onesided from his side.
Damian looks at the feast on the table that did not meet his definition of breakfast and sat down on his seat. He then felt something was odd and lifts his head up.
“Is there something you need to say, father?”
“… No, I do not.”
Deruth was staring at Damian. The rest of the family are doing the same. Damian made eye contact with each of these family members. They all quickly turn away whenever he made eye contact and continue to eat.
Dodori snorts. This family is pathetic. Teacher-nim is lucky for not being their real family. Their level of patheticness would surely rub on him.
‘I guess they find Cale really difficult to handle.’
The Henituses flinched and quickly deny it, much to Cale's relief.
Damian turns his head toward the table as well. This luxurious feast that was different than the breakfast he used to eat just to fill his belly made him inwardly cringe. He first started by tasting the sausage.
'It is so......
Vicross leans forward to hear Damian's opinion.
-disgusting!'
Vicross's face contorted into a deep frown. Was his cooking not to his dongsaeng's liking? Somehow, he felt sad.
It has been years since Damian ate such things. His origin had rendered him unable to eat normal food. Damian forced his throat to consume the sausage and keep a calm facade.
Oh...so Damian doesnt hate his cooking!
"What does it mean, unlucky bastard?''
"Yeah, human! what origin that would make you see Vicross's food as disgusting?!"
"Dad-nya, are you perhaps not-"
Damian waves them off with a tired face.
"Not now. I believe Death will reveal everything later on. On a second thought, hey Death, cut the records off. It should be enough already!"
So many speculations run in their heads but seeing the exhaustion on their lovely commander's beautiful face, they decided to quit the record for now and let him rest. Might as well re-organize their train of thoughts before watching the other sets of records again.
"Very well. I hope everyone have a well rest and please, enjoy the condiments."
The screen turns black and everyone dispersed. Eruhaben and the children were the first to approach Damian.
"Human! Let's eat a lot then we will tuck you to sleep!"
Damian wanted to reject since he's craving something else to eat but he forgot that nobody here knew of his true origin and dietary. Hence, he has no choice but to comply.
'Hey Death, disguise some fresh 'meat' as normal food will ya?'
'Hahah, s-sure thing Damian~'