Summary
When I opened my eyes, I was inside a novel.
Jab maine aankh kholi… main ek novel ke andar tha.
[The Birth of a Hero].
[The Birth of a Hero] ek novel thi, jo focus karti thi main character Choi Han par — ek high school boy jo Earth se kisi aur dimension mein chala jaata hai, aur wahaan naye naye heroes janm lete hain.
I became a part of that novel as the tr*sh of the Count’s family, the family that oversaw the territory where the first village that Choi Han visits is located.
Main ban gaya uss novel ka ek side character — Count ki family ka ek bekaar ladka. Wahin family jinke territory mein Choi Han ka pehla gaon aata hai.
The problem is that Choi Han becomes twisted after that village, and everyone in it, are destroyed by assassins.
Par dikkat yeh hai ki uss village par assassins hamla kar dete hain… aur uske baad Choi Han bilkul hi dark ban jaata hai.
The bigger problem is the fact that this supid trsh who I’ve become doesn’t know about what happened in the village and messes with Choi Han, only to get beaten to a pulp.
Aur sabse badi problem? Yeh bekaar character — jiska main ab hoon — us tragedy ke baare mein kuch nahi jaanta… aur Choi Han se panga le leta hai. Phir kya? Usse maar khaata hai badly.
“…This is going to be a problem.”
“…Yeh toh badi dikkat banne wali hai.”
I feel like something serious has happened to me.
Lagta hai kuch bada ho gaya hai mere saath.
But it was worth trying to make this my new life.
Lekin… shayad iss naye life ko apna banana worth hoga.