Roksu opened his eyes instead of his usual office, he was now in a village. A massacred one at that.
"What the hell?" He said to himself. He was just at his office reading earlier and then he fell asleep.
He touched himself and fortunately, he's fine. Mind and body are still intact. But, he feels suspiciously younger somehow and his number of scars were minimal than before.
'Aigoo, my poor life' He thought to himself and wondered who's the bastard that got him into this mess. He just wants to slack for God's sake.
'I'll kill that bastard when I know who' He sighs and gets up from the burnt grass.
All of his surroundings were burnt, and not even a single citizen was alive.
Roksu frowns at the sight of it. But then, there was a boy shouting.
"Is anyone alive!?"
'A survivor?' Roksu thought. It's impossible to still be alive in that state. He pities the boy but he can't do anything about it because it already happened. Also, if he interacts with him he feels a bad feeling about his slacker life going farther away.
Then when he tries to walk away from the village to get out of the forest not interact with the boy of course.
He stepped on a twig.
Causing it to have a sound. The boy immediately looks in his way because of his keen hearing.
'Shit' He runs. He runs like his life is dependent on it.
"W-Wait!" The boy said to him. The boy was surprised that there was another Korean than him and was alive. But he didn't think that the man was running away from him, it was fine though he caught up with the man and he was in front of him.
Now Roksu looks at the boy and all he could think about is cursing himself literally.
'Fuck me'
The Birth of a Hero.
The book he was reading till volume 5 and the description of every character are very detailed.
This boy was the protagonist, Choi Han. A high school boy who got transmigrated into the Forest of Darkness and lived for tens of years.
"Are you okay? I'm not going to hurt you" Choi Han said to him in Korean, concerned.
Roksu was keeping a stoic face but panicking inside his mind.
'Even with a flick of a finger, you might blow my guts out with that insane strength of yours, you punk'
"I'm fine," He said, instead of his thought.
Choi Han was glad that the other confirmed he wasn't hurt and he was happy that he met a Korean for such a long time.
"Where is this?" Roksu asks him, but he already has a guess what this village is and he was right.
"...This is… The Harris Village" Choi Han answers sadly, he was upset because he wasn't able to get an answer of who caused it by those assassins. Some were killed by him because of his rage and some unlived themselves.
Harris Village. The home of the protagonist was massacred and was the start of the protagonist's journey.
Roksu just wants to escape right now. All of these problems are making his slacker life non-existent at all, he hopes that was not the case.
'Might as well do this and get my slacker life back' If he didn't help this boy the enemy might attack the whole continent and his slacker life be gone forever and so, apparently he has no choice.

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FanfictionAlone... No one is by my side anymore... It hurts... Everything hurts... [The Trash of the Count's Family AU] All of the characters are not mine, the novel is from Yoo Ryeo Han only