Chapter 1: 5:57

The world is ruled by beings who stand above all others. This is the truth in the modern world, and there is no point in arguing with it. To be at the top of the chain, you need either wealth and strength or talent to achieve what you want.

With enough money, you can control the world, and with a powerful force, you can inspire both fear and respect, then with talent, you can become a universal idol for people.

From an early age, Kasugano Haruka felt the full power of the god of failure. Constantly pinned down by the blessing of hard karma, he could not live a normal life. Loans that are closed by regular loans, dubious usurers, and irrepressible interest, justified only by their appetite. And when his little sister was born, life became even harder.

In the end, one evening, his mother just didn't come home. Statements to the police did not bring results and she was considered missing.

His sister then turned three years old and because his father was constantly on the move, it was he who had to raise the little girl. But even then, when his younger sister was born, Haruka made an important decision for himself: to let his sister finish her training and release her into this cruel world fully armed. Her light will be bright, and he will be her protection, her shadow.

The young man himself, to help his family and especially his sister, worked day and night, without paying due attention to his health.

Therefore, his younger sister adored her brother and gave him everything in school and life. As she grew older, she began to stand out from the others, her intelligence and acumen made her one of the best in terms of academic performance.

Haruka himself was a strong, fit young man and had already served in the army. During the 2nd year of service in the army, he had to go abroad to Germany on a special assignment. Since he no longer had the opportunity to send numerous letters to his family, Haruka began to describe his every move in his diary, in case he didn't return.

As a result, two years of being abroad flown by, it was like 10 years for a young man. Finally, returning from a mission and serving in the army, he was in indescribable joy, because meeting with his family is the only reason that gave him hope.

But, as he entered his native home, there was a feeling that everything had disappeared without a trace. Not finding a single clue or information, daring to ask the neighbors, his world was shaken by all 360 degrees.

It turned out that all the letters he sent were intended for the dead. After hearing the news that his younger sister and only father had died in an accident, Haruka became depressed and every day his condition deteriorated for the worse as if he was slowly being devoured by thousands of hands to the bottom of the abyss.

And despite the death of his loved ones, there was not a single thought of suicide in his head, even if he wanted to, the final answer was "no". After all, the promise that he had made to his little sister, not to die under any circumstances, was still fresh, clearly recalling the thin and soft voice, the bright smile, the snow-white skin, and the surprisingly brown eyes.

For the sake of this figure that illuminated his own world, he continued to live an ordinary life.

At the moment, he was twenty-one years old and have entered a good institute, he did not have to be alone in this life, because he had a best friend named Austin, an army comrade, with whom he left the army.

Their relationship was as good as siblings, and there were some cases where they were named as the best couple of the year. Anyone would think that if they saw two guys holding hands, right?

For example, have you ever walked with your best friend and accidentally touched your hands while walking, you thought it was strange, but no! You... You are gay. Also, if you look into the eyes of another guy in a bar, you're definitely gay.

In any case, Haruka also lived his life like everyone else, he watched anime, movies, cartoons, and read various genres of books. Although sometimes there were times when he was teased as "Sis-Con", a person with a little sister complex.

His full name was the same as the main character from the anime Yosugo no Sora. Again, the blessing of the god of failure. However, Haruka himself didn't know whether to be happy or cry over it.

Thinking back on everything, he didn't know what to do next, after all, his current goal is to live a good life without any problems and worries. Sitting on the steam, Haruka looked out the window and admired the beautiful view of the cold winter, letting out a heavy sigh.

"Will something interesting happens in the future?" - he thought to himself, still looking far away at a single point.

While his mind was preoccupied with the future, he felt a wandering spirit fly into his body, activating some mechanism in his head. Before he knew what had happened, his mind and body, along with his soul, were in a completely different place.

With some doubt and pain in the area of his brain, he opened his eyes and saw a certain creature that exuded a bloody aura.

Seeing this scene with his own eyes, where everything was covered with blood, he could say nothing, and even if he could, it was impossible, because his mouth was shut with a shadow, which also covered his whole body except for his eyes.

The creature that was standing right in front of Haruka sensed the aura of another person appearing out of nowhere and met his gaze.

The creature's eyes were completely red, its entire body was covered in alien blood, and its four arms held a different weapon in each hand.

Before Haruka realized that the demon-like creature was about to attack him, half of his body was completely shredded by the evil spirit. If he could look at himself from another angle, he would definitely throw up: guts ripped out, remains scattered everywhere, part of the skin burned by an unknown flame.

"Aghhhh!" - he screamed in pain, his voice pained and hoarse, feeling excruciating pain all over his body.

He coughed wildly as all the air was forced from his lungs before he slid down the wall and fell limply to the floor. His field of vision blurred, but he could still make out that the demon was chewing on something.

Then he realized that the demon was chewing on a very familiar-looking arm and part of its stomach. Still confused, he looked at his left and lower side, which had inexplicably become lighter. Or, more accurately, where his arm and stomach should have been...

His cry of pain echoed through the area.

As the demon finished devouring the hand, it slowly moved towards him. Unlike the man, it didn't look like it was looking down on him. Instead, it just looked at him as food, nothing more.

With his face covered in tears, snot, and drool, all he could do was cry out in pain. And look for escape routes.

Yet he had only one thing on his mind: why him?

Is this the end? He was mocked as a weakling and an outcast, an incompetent species.

He stared blankly at the ceiling above him, trying to remember all the events that had happened to him.

"I suppose that's what they mean by having your whole life flash before your eyes," - he thought.

He went over his life, the humiliation, the travails, the betrayal, and the death of his family.

From birth, he was unlucky in everything: money, family, work, life.

Fuck you! Fucking fate! Fucking life! Fucking gods! You bastards!

Oh, fuck me! What is this? Why? Why me?

"WHY! WHY ! FUCK! GO TO HELL! I ONLY WANTED TO LIVE TOO! LIVE LIKE A NORMAL PERSON! OH, YOU, YOU, YOU, YOU SONS OF SLUTS! FUCK! FUCK ! FUCK ... WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ! WHY ... "

His mind was just filled with hatred for everything, screaming "why" to himself to somehow make sense of existence.

He wanted to scream in anger, but his voice was taken away by the pressure of the air around him.

Though a small part of his mind tried to convince him that it was a horrible dream, the pain and horror of it all told him that it was real. Part of his mind wanted to give up to avoid the fear and pain, but he forced himself to stay conscious.

[Congratulations! You have the skill (Rage)]

[Congratulations! Skill Level (Rage) increased to MAX LVL]

[Congratulations! You have gained the skill (Fear Resistance)]

[Congratulations! Skill level (Fear Resistance) increased to LVL 5]

[Congratulations, you have gained a skill (Mental Fortitude)]

[Congratulations! Skill level (Mental Fortitude) increased to LVL 10]

[Congratulations, you have obtained a skill (Pain Resistance)]

[Congratulations! Skill level (Pain Resistance) increased to LVL 5[

It looked like he was already going crazy. Haruka could hear voices in his head, although there were no other people around, he forced himself to look around to check, but he didn't see anyone in this desolate place. They must have also been killed by that creature during the attack. Since he was in the same situation, he was sure he would follow the others.

[Congratulations! You have obtained the skill (Perception)]

At this moment, his heart became as cold as ice. Of course, he would die, but he wanted to know why he was suddenly in a different place, in the middle of a bloody battle. He had wanted to accomplish so much in his life, but now the opportunity had been taken away from him.

The truth is that lies are like salt. It is both sharp to the taste and painful to the soul.

"It's so cold. The shivering will stop now. Just a little more and I'll be fine. I just need some sleep," - were his last thoughts.

At that moment, Haruka's body and mind gave up and accepted an indescribable death.

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"I...I think? Yes, I can...think..."

"I can hear your thoughts, but... feel nothing"

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"Like...everything. Thu...I think so? Yes, it all seems to me"

[Time to wake up!]

[Effect: (Furiousness)]

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