Just a reaction story.
at least an attempt at it.
since i have not finish the main story.
there might be spoilers for Second Chance to Fight.
Our regressor Cale is a bit unhinged at the beginning, so don't mind him.
The world paused for a sudden as many citizens of a certain doomed world appeared sitting in a theatre like room.
This brought about a string of panic from everyone. As weapons were drawn and pointed at almost everyone. Well almost everyone, as in the corner, there was a red-head dressed in his pyjamas and asleep. Until a certain someone's very familiar, pissed off annoying shout woke him up.
"Calm down. There is no need to panic. We have Hero Choi Han to aid us in our needs."
It was the overly shiny and glib voice of the Crown Prince Alberu.
"Yeah. except this hero can't cook to feed himself."
The sleepy redhead mumbled to himself. But those near him heard his mumbles. Mainly the dark elves and the rejected species.
"Hero-nim can't feed himself?"
One of the curious elves asked the human, who just woke up. And said human's eye just twitched at the memory of his poor kitchen and the royal palace kitchen being trashed by a certain black haired swordsman and the youngest not assassin Molan.
"My poor kitchen."
The noise from the other citizens got out of hand and someone noticed the Dark Elves hiding at the back. So, the overworked redhead decided to launch the pillow he was using straight into the bastard's face.
"HOW DARE YOU HIT ME?! I am a noble, you are a damn pease- Cale Henituse?"
"Huh? Peasant is that what you want to say? And I don't give a shit about nobles and royals. In this damn domain, we are all equals and lower than the higher beings who dragged us here. Don't call me Henituse, I go by Thames."
Cale sarcastically answered the said noble.
"Does Young Master Thames know where we are?"
The Crown prince asked.
"This is the fucking gods domain. And I have been dragged here too many times."
Cale growls, but calms down and plops back into the bed he was dropped here with.
"Cale, what do you mean you don't go by Henituse anymore? You are my son."
Count Deruth demands from his son, who only scoffed at his cowardly father.
"You are. But let's say you had no say in that matter."
Then smart Lily asked the question on everyone's mind.
"You are not Orabeoni. Who are you?"
Cale just smiled at his cute and smart little sister. While everyone is shocked at her question.
"You are correct. I am your Orabeoni of another world. Your orabeoni, I believe, is making a deal with someone right now. Poor fool."
Cale answered, as the bed he was on changed into a couch and his sleeping attire changed into a simple suit from the Scarlet Workshop.
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