Sir_Killington

[The chapters are typically somewhat long for a webnovel (2000+ words) and the pacing is slow (sometimes overly so and I'm working on that). Only proceed if you like a slow burning but well fleshed out story with side characters that are more than just side-pieces to the MC. I explore them just as much as I do him.]

"There are no heroes in war, only monsters."

This was an outlook that Sato Katsuro, a man in service to the military, formed after being broken down by years of gore-filled battle.

It was an outlook he took even to his grave, but what about beyond it?

Transmigrated into a new land of fantasy and tasked to be the very thing he'd given up on becoming, Sato would have to fight a new war. A war between mankind and an oppressive enemy regime run by a cohort of demons.

But, as Sato learned in his past, war wasn't always what it seemed. In war, truths were lies, friends were enemies, and the so-called heroes...they were often the villains.

Additional Tags: Dark, realistic fantasy

Heroes to Hunted

The world around me seemed to be crumbling as I stood in the room. The ceiling, illuminated by a cascade of flames, was collapsing, and the wooden beams and load-bearing pillars were disintegrating into dust.

I became light-headed, but not as a consequence of smoke inhalation. No, my dizzy, nauseous frenzy was solely due to the flames glued to my skin. "Get it off me! For fuck's sake, GET IT OFF!"

A gout of cold water heeded my call, soaking me to the bone and snuffing out the flame sticking to me. The forceful gush pushed me back, staggering my straight posture with overwhelming strength.

When the flood ceased, I felt the cooling embrace of tranquility; I was free. 'Thank god,' I brought a shaking hand to view and sighed a loud relief. "I'm oka-"

"GET A MOVE ON!" a feminine voice echoed from behind me.

Sato vs Vincent, Conclusion