I'm a Brood Parasite Hero? 1
I'm a Brood Parasite Hero? 1
My name is Na Ganghan. Age, 20.
I studied reasonably well in my own right, so I've been accepted to a decent prestigious university through early admissions.
My face? Above average?
No... actually, it might be below that...
Personality-wise...
Hmm, a bit gloomy.
I'm not a total loser, but I don't belong to the popular crowd either.
I've lived normally like that my entire life.
But I have a true identity hidden away.
A guardian hero protecting Earth, revered and worshipped by humanity.
Today is the day I turn exactly 20.
Hehehehe...
Drool dripped down the corner of my mouth.
Kkeumul, kkeumul.
My precious thing was squirming repulsively.
Hehehehe.
"Min Hyewon. Fucking bitch. Just you wait."
Chullaong, chullaong.
She must have ripened so deliciously by now.
My footsteps heading toward her were endlessly light.
Ehehehe.
The laughter wouldn't stop.
Where am I going right now, you ask?
Right now, I'm going to save the Earth.
Heading off to perform my first mission, my steps were insanely light.
My name is Na Ganghan.
A hero.
Well... actually...
To be precise, a Parasitic Hero, though...
It happened when I was 15 years old.
Second year of middle school.
The scariest age in life, when everyone collectively suffers from eighth-grader syndrome.
Waking up from sleep, I sensed something strange.
"Ah... What the... Why is it so bright..."
Duribeon, duribeon.
"........."
"............."
".................!!!!???"
It wasn't my familiar bedroom.
I was definitely lying in my bed...
But my bed and I had been transported to a strange space together.
Below me, countless people were prostrating themselves.
Among them...
"Haa, ah, fucking hell..."
A curse slipped out of my mouth without me realizing.
I had plenty of reason to be that appalled.
Even at 15 years old, I at least recognized the President's face.
The guy my appa tutted at while watching the news was now prostrating beneath me.
"Haa...!!! Ah, fuck..."
I ended up cursing again.
That blonde-haired old man over there...
Was the President of the United States.
I didn't recognize the rest of the faces precisely, but I could guess from intuition.
They were all big shots in their own right.
"Hehe... What kind of absurd dream is this..."
Ah, right.
Yesterday at church, I heard a sermon about Joseph's dream.
That must be why I'm having a dream like this.
I pinched my cheek hard.
"Ouch!!!"
Shit... Why does it hurt? It's a dream...?"
Just then, I felt a gentle warmth caressing my flushed red cheek.
"............!!!!"
"Holy shit..."
Another curse escaped my lips.
Looking to the side, an insanely beautifully glowing woman was caressing my cheek.
She was far prettier than K-POP idol goddesses.
An unrealistic beauty.
Is this what a real goddess is supposed to be?
Hebeolle...
Today, too, I watched Shorts before going to bed...
So I wondered if that was why I was having this kind of dream.
"Hehe..."
The genre suddenly flipped from a weird dream to a jackpot erotic dream.
".......!!!!!"
In an instant, I snapped to my senses.
I realized it was a dream...
And inside it, there's such a beautiful woman?
The legendary lucid dream???
Then... right now... doesn't that mean it doesn't matter what I do??
"Hehehe..."
My face, which didn't even have a proper beard growing yet, had already contorted like a lecherous middle-aged man's.
"Hehehehe... ehehehe..."
But the President saw my face and shouted loudly, completely ruining the mood.
"Ha... Finally...!!!!
Everyone, our Earth will not perish!
Sob......!!"
That fellow who used to give speeches in front of the nation with a solemn expression was now crying unsightly tears.
The same went for the others.
Overwhelmed with emotion as if they had received salvation, they were shedding tears.
Just then, a young man who was reluctantly prostrating next to the President stood up abruptly, as if he couldn't take it anymore.
And he shouted toward his surroundings.
"Ha... What is everyone doing right now!
Acting so pathetically in front of a kid...
Isn't it time for us to protect our Earth ourselves...!!!
We, humanity, have grown strong enough..!!"
"........Ah.."
Ppadedeuk...!!
Without realizing it, I ground my teeth and glared at the guy.
He was my sworn enemy.
I had filled notebook pages writing his name in red pen,
and even cruelly gouged out his eyes in photos.
Lee Taeyong.
A genius who possessed the face of an idol center while graduating valedictorian from MIT thanks to his brilliant mind.
After returning to Korea, he founded a startup and successfully exited for a huge sum.
After donating all that massive wealth to society, he jumped into politics.
Despite being in his mid-thirties, he was already a two-term lawmaker—the perfect mother's friend's son.
In truth, he was the President's son.
A guy born with a political golden spoon in his mouth.
But the evil deed he committed...
Wasn't just being too perfect.
Her, my first love.
Chae Yura.
Her, the top actress.
She was only 25 years old...
Yet she married that bastard who was ten years older than her.
I was planning to grow up fast and seduce her, but that bastard snatched her away first.
'Thieving... bastard...'
The sworn enemy I met in a dream.
Before I knew it, I was glaring at him.
That was when it happened.
Noticing my gaze, the President's face turned pale and distorted.
Challsak....!!!!
The President, who would be hurt if anyone ranked him second in gentility, slapped Lee Taeyong's bastard cheek right then and there.
Hit so hard, the bastard lost his balance and stumbled.
Challsak....!!!
Challsak........!!!!
Without stopping, the President mercilessly slapped his son's cheek.
"You foolish fool...! Do you truly intend to destroy the Republic of Korea—no, this entire Earth....!"
While that 'father and son' made a commotion,
on the lips of the US President and other heads of state, an insidious smile bloomed that couldn't be hidden.
Complex calculations of each nation were busily running through their heads.
"Hurry! Won't you apologize to the Hero-nim for your insolence....!!!"
Challsak, challsak....!!!
After forcing the bastard to grovel in front of me, the President bowed down to me again while trembling violently.
Scared out of his wits by his father's fierce rage—a sight he was witnessing for the first time in his life—that bastard Lee Taeyong,
Kung.. kung... kung....
repeatedly performed a desperate act of apology no less humiliating than the Humiliation of Samjeondo before me.
Kung. kung... kung....!
Those vivid vibrations informed me that this was by no means a dream.
An absurd situation that couldn't possibly be accepted by common sense.
But coincidentally, I was 15 years old.
The age when classrooms were full of kids claiming black dragons were asleep inside their forearms.
Right at the age when eighth-grader syndrome bloomed most magnificently, I began to comprehend this bizarre situation with surprising speed.
'Ah... As expected, there really was something special about a being like me... Kekekekek'
Just then, the beautiful noona beside me softly opened her mouth.
"Ganghan-a..."
"......???"
Ha... How could even her voice be so beautiful?
With a dazed face, I asked her as she called my name.
"How do you know my name..."
She smiled brightly at me with a soft, radiant glow.
"Haa..."
Hebeolle...
Without realizing it, my nostrils flared as I became drunk on ecstasy.
But the surrounding atmosphere felt somewhat strange.
"Ha... He truly is the Hero-nim."
Whenever I showed a lecherous reaction,
the people present actually admired and grew deeply moved instead.
Just then, an old man leaning on a walking stick began stumbling over.
As he appeared, the leaders of various nations bowed deeply toward him in unified veneration.
Biteul, biteul...
"Hem... wheeze... ha, haa......"
The old man barely made it in front of me,
and dropped to his knees in front of the beautiful woman next to me.
Then, after staring closely at my slyly smiling face, he grinned.
"Haa... Goddess-nim.
Now I can close my eyes in peace."
Like someone who had finally found rest, the old geezer reverently kissed the back of noona's hand with a peaceful face.
Among those watching this, some were shedding tears.
A moment later, the old geezer stood up, approached me, and suddenly grabbed my hand firmly.
Heuek.....!!
The moment his rough, dried-up touch made contact, a terrible unpleasantness washed over me.
How old was he? I couldn't even begin to fathom.
Age spots bloomed hideously across his face, and his skin was crumpled with deep wrinkles.
When I couldn't hide my disgust and recoiled, the old man's cane struck the crown of my head with a 'kong'.
"Ouch!!!"
"Insolent brat. Not even recognizing your own father...!!!"
"........!!!!!!????"
What kind of crazy talk...
I clearly had a beautiful omma and appa.
This geezer was talking crazy nonsense right now.
"What are you talking about? My appa..."
He chuckled with an unpleasant, sly face.
"Keulkeulkeulkeul..."
Ha....
For some reason, I felt nauseous and disgusted.
An undeniably familiar face...
A filthy feeling like looking into the uncanny valley.
That expression, flaring his nostrils and grinning slyly...
Ha...
Maybe I was feeling self-loathing toward my own kind.
"You brat, I am your biological father. Keulkeulkeulkeul."
'Don't tell me... I'm adopted....'
Come to think of it, it actually made sense.
I shared zero resemblance with appa or omma!
I even had a pretty noona who had debuted in a girl group.
Among family members with vastly superior appearances no worse than celebrities, I was the only one with below-average looks.
I doubted it and doubted it, but...
The more I looked at that old man's face,
the more I shuddered at an eerie, unpleasant sense of familiarity.
"Ha... Fuck... Me, adopted..."
Seeing me bewildered and out of my mind, he wore a sinister smile.
"Keulkeulkeulkeul, no. Your omma is indeed your biological mother."
"....What? What does that..."
Looking at me, his face grew even more sly.
"Hehehehehe..."
"......Eh??"
"........."
"......Please... Please tell me it's not true..."
"...........Hehehehehe"
The old man was answering instead with a worn-out, sly face.
"Ha... Fuck..."
I was beyond shocked.
Even though I was only 15, there was no way I didn't understand what he meant.
I couldn't believe it at all.
Our appa is young and handsome...
While this old geezer is a completely decrepit antique.
It makes no fucking sense.
That my impossibly pure and beautiful omma...
spread her legs for an old geezer like that, got pregnant with his child, and then...
brood-parasited appa with it....???!!!!!
"....Heheheheheung."
Watching the geezer wear an increasingly unpleasant, deep grin, my legs felt like giving out.
Just then, another beautiful noona lightly stepped closer to my side.
A blonde career woman wearing glasses with her hair neatly tied back.
Though unadorned, her beauty was impossible to hide.
Her voluptuous breasts sloshing with every step and her sleek leg line alleviated the shock I had received from the geezer.
She spoke in a calm yet distinct voice.
"You must be confused, but you have to accept it. My name is Seo Heesu."
".......??"
A name tag visible below her swaying breasts.
[NIS Team Leader Seo Heesu].
She skilfully brought up a screen.
Like a typical civil servant, she began her briefing composedly.
"Ganghan-nim. As you well know, Earth is currently under invasion by an unidentified alien race."
Horrible, hideous monsters appeared on the screen she brought up.
Chullaong, chullaong.
But my gaze kept drifting...
toward noona's dizzyingly bouncing breasts again and again.
Chullaong, chullaong.
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