บท 1: I remember everything
Inside the kingdom's temple, on the floor in front of the large four-winged statue, a large magic circle with marks and letters like ancient letters drawn inside it could be seen.
And around the magic circle, there were six people standing. They were all dressed in the same peculiar white and gold cloth that covered their heads and the upper part of their faces.
On the cloth they wear could be seen the mark that symbolized the church of the kingdom. Meaning, these people were the priests of the church. Each of them held a long object called a scepter. They raised them in the air while their mouths never stop uttering mysterious words.
If you listen, you could tell that they were doing a ritual.
"Hear us, Savior!"
After an hour of non-stop chanting of mysterious words, the tip of their scepters lit up. Then they released bright energy where they met and made a bright hexagram in the air.
A pillar of light penetrated the sky, driving away the clouds they passed.
People outside who noticed it were amazed at the light. You could see the joy on their faces. They immediately put their palms together to pray.
This day was a very important day for the people of this kingdom.
Because this day was the appointed day that the savior of mankind would come.
When the pillar of light disappeared, a teenage boy with medium-length black hair and a gentle face could be seen in the center of the magic circle. You could see the shock and confusion on his face. But when he noticed the circle on the floor, he immediately thought it was a magic circle.
In fantasy-based movies and games, it was often seen, so he quickly recognized what it was.
"This is… wait… summoning ritual?" The teenager uttered in a shocked tone.
He turned around and saw six people surrounding the magic circle. Each of them was struggling to stand. Their bodies seemed to run out of energy, however, they looked happy as they looked at him.
One of them even shouted, "S-succeed! We did it!", in an energetic voice.
The teenager's suspicions seem to be correct.
"Magic huh, who would have thought this thing was real..." the teenager whispered.
Here was not where he was a second ago.
"Look at the mark on his arm!"
"He is the hero! The savior who will save us all!"
"Finally! We will be saved!"
From what one of the people around him said, the young man noticed something strange on his arm. It was like a golden flame with wings and a sharp tip like the tip of a sharp sword. The mark was like a tattoo stuck to his skin. He also noticed something inside his body. It seemed like there was a foreign energy roaming inside. It didn't feel bad though, instead, he felt very strong.
Like superhuman.
He believed he could destroy a concrete wall with just one punch. If so, because his body was strong, he believed that he could also move quickly.
He also believed that it wasn't just his physical strength that had changed. It seemed his senses had also sharpened.
From a distance, he heard the chirping of birds. He even heard the voice of the frog in the swamp that was one kilometer away from where he was standing. The noise of the wheels and footsteps of the horse did not escape his hearing either. They were approaching in their direction.
His attention was aroused by the sudden noise of people around him.
"That's the Divine Seal set only for the hero!"
The teenage boy stared at the so-called Divine Seal. If this happened in his original world, he would want to flex this cool-looking mark on his friends. But he remembered that he didn't have any friends, so maybe he couldn't flex it on anyone either.
His name is Bel, 15 years old. When he was in middle school, he experienced bullying from his classmates. A group of male classmates beat and humiliated him.
When he was in high school, he was made fun of by a gang at their school. They often extort money from him and inflict physical attack on him on daily bases. That was when he realized school wasn't fun, so he decided to quit studying and worked a part-time job at a bakery shop.
But luck was elusive for him, because one day a beautiful sexy woman breathlessly walked into the bakery shop where he worked.
He noticed that some men were chasing her so he let her hide behind the shop. One of the chasing men entered the shop and asked him about the woman. He immediately claimed that he didn't see something like that, although he was afraid.
The man did not immediately believe him and glared daggers at him. Fortunately, a police patrol car stopped in front of the shop so the man left immediately.
Bel breathed a sigh of relief and immediately went to the back of the shop to tell the woman what had happened. He was starstruck by what the woman suddenly did to him. He was given a sweet kiss on the cheek as a sign of gratitude.
It was the first kiss Bel received from other people other than his parents. The woman didn't stay there for long and immediately left after noticing that those chasing her had disappeared. He didn't even know her name.
In the evening of that day, Bel found the interior of their house in chaos and there was a lot of blood scattered around. His pulse increased in fear and he felt nervous— nervous for the well-being of his family.
Unfortunately, his bad feeling came out real. He saw his parents lying lifeless. His six-year-old sister was hanging on the wall, where the knife was stuck in her chest so she wouldn't fall. His sister's poor lifeless body was in the middle of the mark drawn with blood.
A skull mark of a poisonous snake.
He remembered this mark, it was the mark of the notorious mafia in their area.
Red Skull Snake!
He also also noticed a message on the wall written in blood. The message stated that his days were numbered and that he should not hide because they would and would find him eventually. The letter also stated that all this was his fault because he helped the woman.
Bel found out that the woman was involved in this dangerous organization.
The world almost stopped spinning at that moment. Bel blamed himself. It was all his fault. If he hadn't helped that woman, this wouldn't have happened to his family.
Yet his misfortune did not end there. The next day, the police arrested him on a theft charge. He was accused of stealing a large amount of money from the bakery shop where he worked.
He didn't do that and he doesn't know how it happened.
While riding in the police car heading to the police station to detain him, there was an accident on the bridge. The car stopped then the police stepped outside to check the commotion.
Bel found a chance to escape and immediately jumped on the bridge. The police who noticed it immediately followed him, but when they saw that the bridge was high and the water current was strong, they hesitated to jump.
Bel was just lucky to survive and escape. However, his life was not easy after that. He has to hide from the mafia and avoid the police, and no one could help him.
In the end, he was still caught by the mafia.
Bel noticed that he was not the only one caught by them. There was another person they captured and planned to kill on that day. A teenage girl who looked like his age.
The teenage girl had her eyes blindfolded.
Bel, on the other hand, although his eyes not blindfolded like the girl, he did not have enough strength to fight anymore and he was tired of his life. Perhaps it was better that the mafia caught him. Because if it was the police who caught him, he would suffer for a long time in jail. Somehow it looks like the mafia intends to kill him immediately. With the gun held by the man in front of them, a single gunshot was equivalent to a flash of pain only.
Bel waited for his end quietly. Deep inside, he regretted being born weak. If only he was strong, this whole misfortune im his life wouldn't have happened to him.
"The pain you two have caused to us is great, so please repent of your sin in the afterlife."
"What sin are you talking about?!" The teenage girl shouted at the man with the gun.
"Shut up b*tch and die quietly!" Replied the man with the gun.
Bel wondered what issue the girl had with the mafia, but it wasn't important now.
Click!
The gun made a clicking noise. The man looks ready to kill the teenage girl. Bel could feel the girl's shiver.
He glanced at her and saw that his suspicions were correct. She was on her knees with her hands tied behind her back just like him. But unlike him, who calmly awaited his end, the teenage girl was trembling with fear.
She didn't seem to want to die. Before the man could pull the trigger, Bel used his shoulder to forcefully push the teenage girl away from the trajectory of the bullet.
Bang!
A loud gunshot echoed inside the abandoned old building.
The man was surprised because no one was hit. The man turned to Bel.
Although he was wearing dark glasses over his eyes, Bel could feel his cold glare.
"You!"
Blah!
"Ugh!"
Bel grunted from the strong kick he received.
The man pointed the gun at him.
"Do you think you can do anything else, bastard? Because of your stupidity, you will be the first to die."
The man said angrily to Bel.
Bel wondered if it was good or bad being first to die or last in this situation because they would still die eventually. Well, Bel just wanted to do a good deed one last time before he past away.
Suddenly, Bel noticed the man stopped and looked surprised. It seemed he was looking on the floor where he (Bel) was lying.
"W-what is that?" The man asked in a surprise tone.
His companions who were just around also widened their eyes.
At that moment, the teenage girl got up. Because of Bel's push, she was thrown and the blindfold was removed from her eyes and she saw the bright object beneath them.
She noticed the man with a gun backed away and she was surprise to see a teenage boy beside her. He was groaning as he tried to get up.
Bel and the girl were surprised when the whole area suddenly became bright.
What?!
Bel and the girl caught a glimpse at each other before their visions were fully enveloped by the bright light.
Suddenly, Bel felt as if some force pulled him. He looked around but found out he couldn't focus his vision because he seemed to be flying very fast. It's just weird because even with his high speed, he didn't feel any discomfort to his body. He noticed the ropes that bound him were slowly breaking as if they had melted. Then, there was a strange feeling circulating inside his body.
When he opened his eyes again, he was standing over a circular mark that looks familiar to him.
Reminiscing about those days, that's how he ended up in this other world…
That light saved him. And then he was in a new world where there were no pursuers.
People around him started clamoring for some reason.
"We finally succeeded in summoning him."
"Oh great and loving god, Omera. Thank you very much for your guidance…"
One of them sang and prayed, but it was not from the people around him.
Everyone could hear footsteps and tapping noises. Bel turned in that direction and saw the person wearing the archbishop's robes with a cane approaching him.
He stopped in front of Bel and immediately greeted him with a pleasant face and a very soft voice.
"Welcome to the land of Mabel, our valiant hero. I am Archbishop Juan Castro, your guide…"
"Hero…"
Bel repeated the word "hero" and Archbishop Juan Castro immediately smiled at him while nodding his head.
"You heard right, brave savior."
"I see…"
Bel's face showed that he understood his situation immediately. It turned out they summoned him to become their hero.
The archbishop secretly sighed in relief because although his appearance was not presentable at the moment, the summoned hero looked calm and kind.
From Bel's hiding and avoiding those who chase and search for him, he forgot to take good care of himself. This is the reason why his body is bone and skin and his long hair blocks the upper part of his face.
Anyway, for the archbishop, it's easy to fix his (Bel) appearance into good health. The important thing is that he has the Divine Seal.
"If you have any questions, don't hesitate to ask me, our savior. But before everything, I would like to invite you to come with me to the palace of the beloved king," Archbishop Juan Castro said with a smile.
Bel looked at the archbishop's hand. He saw the archbishop open his palms as a sign of polite invitation.
"Is that so? If so... thank you very much, Archbishop Juan Castro."
Bel bowed slightly as he said that. The archbishop smiled even more because of his polite mannerisms.
"Ahaha. You don't have to do that, our savior," said the archbishop.
However, Bel instead called out his name suddenly.
"Archbishop Juan Castro..."
The archbishop immediately nodded to him, wondering if he had a question.
"Yes? What can I do for you, our savior?"
There was a few seconds of silence before Bel spoke again.
When he opened his mouth again, he said, "This is our first meeting but weirdly I remember your face. I remember everything."
"Eh?" The archbishop was confused by what he said.
"Now, tell me again, is there a way to return to my original world?" Bel asked.
Despite a little confuse by his word, the archbishop still answered him.
"Yes, of course. But that only if you succeeds in defeating our greatest enemy."
"Thought so."
The archbishop smiled, believing that the young hero understood his duty.
"May we continue? I want to introduce you to the king as soon as possible."
"Ok... but..."
"Hm?"
"I hate liars."
Suddenly, there was a strange smile on Bel's face after saying that. Immediately, his right hand lit up and with incredible speed, he attacked the archbishop.
Swoosh~
Surprised, the archbishop exclaimed "Eh?!". He didn't even understand what happened at that moment.
He noticed that his vision suddenly seemed to be spinning. Suddenly, he was above everyone and his vision caught everyone below.
The six priests looked up in his direction. Their mouths could be seen wide open. They were obviously shocked.
The archbishop also saw the hero. His hand glowed and there was a bright object shaped like a sword attached to his palm. And in front of the hero, was the headless body. Blood flowed like a fountain from its neck.
The severed head's eyes widened while in the air. Before he realized what happened to him, his vision immediately went dark.
The headless body fell to the ground and the young man's left hand caught the severed head. Immediately, blood flowed around.
The gentle teenager who was said to be the savior has bathed in a lot of blood and then his whole body was dyed in red. His meek image was gone. It was replaced by a creepy smile contrary to his kind nature in the past.
The clean surroundings turned into a crime scene.
Hehehe!
Everyone's attention was aroused by the sensational and hair-raising laughter. Everyone thought that this laugh was not a normal person's laugh! I-It's a psychopath's laugh!
"W-what did you do…?" asked one of the surrounding priests while trembling.
"Did not you see? I saved the archbishop first."
"S…saved?" The priest asked in disbelief.
What does he say saved? They saw in their eyes that he killed the archbishop. It wasn't saving! It's killing!
"You killed him! You murdered the archbishop!" One of the priests shouted.
"Ahh… Too noisy. Don't worry because I will save everyone as well. Hehehe…" The heard the sunmoned hero laughed wickedly again.
"You're crazy… you're a psychopath kill--rrr arrhhgg!"
Slash! Slash!
The hero used his extraordinary speed then slashed the priests.
Looking at the corpses around him, Bel muttered, "This time, I will cast away all the misfortune in my life. I will not care if others will to suffer due to my action. I will only think of myself."
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