Chapter 0 Prologue
Prologue
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Translator: MadScientist
Chapter: 0
Chapter Title: Farewell, Otherworld
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I love isekai stories.
The tale of an ordinary modern-day person tumbling into a strange otherworld.
Whether they start out as an overpowered munchkin from the very beginning or face trials and tribulations in a classic shonen manga style.
I loved escaping the suffocating drudgery of reality and soaking in those fantastical tales.
But maybe I loved isekai a bit too much.
Because I actually ended up falling into another world myself.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙
Quest: Destroy the 11 Objects of Destruction. (10/11) Reward: Return, Creator's Authority
I got a quest telling me to destroy the objects that would bring this otherworld to ruin.
Normally, when a status window like that pops up, it forces the protagonist to act—with death as the failure penalty. That's the usual setup.
'But there wasn't any penalty at all.'
This quest didn't compel me in the slightest. No penalty whatsoever.
Thanks to that, I blew off the bizarre, mysterious quest and enjoyed a blissful otherworld life.
But starting from year one in this otherworld, I truly grasped what those "Objects of Destruction" were.
The undead army unleashed by the unsealed Ancient Necromancer.
The continent nearly met its end as that undead horde swallowed half the land.
The price for ignoring and turning a blind eye to the quest was brutal.
I managed to clean it up somehow, but after that, more Objects of Destruction kept popping up one after another.
Thousands of spirits led by a corrupted Spirit King.
A dragon pissed off by the noise from dwarves mining.
All of these were the "Objects of Destruction" mentioned in the quest.
So for the past ten years, I've been rolling through hell and back to stop this otherworld from being destroyed.
There were more brushes with death than the years I'd lived through on my birthday, but I never gave up.
Now, only one Object of Destruction remains.
"Ah. Ahh."
A delicate, melodic voice slipped from my lips.
It was none other than my own voice—one I'd grown used to by now.
'Damn Demon King.'
To destroy the tenth object, the "Heart of the Demon World," I first had to take down the Demon King.
In that fight, that psycho bitch Kssare—the crazy lesbian Demon King—cursed me by turning my body female right before she croaked.
It was a curse, alright. I roamed the entire continent trying to lift it, but no dice.
In fact, they all said my soul itself had fully transformed into a woman's, so going back to normal was impossible.
Well, humans are adaptable creatures, after all.
I managed to get used to this female body somehow.
"Are you really going?"
As I mentally sorted through my past journeys, the Crown Prince of the Empire, standing at my side, spoke up.
"Yes."
"The Empire—the entire otherworld—still needs a hero. It needs you."
His desperation came through loud and clear, but I shook my head.
"The outsider's role ends here."
"...I understand."
The Crown Prince, who knew most of my secrets, bowed his head as if in acceptance.
I turned away from him and gazed outside. A funeral procession was well underway.
And the star of that funeral? None other than me.
More precisely, the man I used to be before turning into a woman.
'This feels weird.'
Having discarded the name I used in this otherworld, along with my original body.
My heart felt strangely light, yet there was this nagging itch inside.
'It's finally coming to an end.'
A massive procession trailed the coffin holding my corpse—fake, of course.
I was just an outsider, but seeing them treat me like a proper hero made my chest swell unexpectedly.
⚙ SYSTEM NOTIFICATION ⚙
The final Object of Destruction is the "Goddess Statue."
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All preparations were complete.
The headquarters of a church that spanned the entire continent.
The colossal goddess statue there was the final Object of Destruction.
I activated the magic circle I'd prepared in advance.
The goddess statue and I teleported simultaneously to the designated coordinates.
A barren wasteland, devoid of any life.
The perfect stage for the finale.
My unique Origin Magic, forged from advanced elemental spells.
Mystic, Elemental Illusion.
-Hummm!!!
The goddess statue detected the anomaly and revealed its sinister true nature.
A horrific form that could blind you just by looking at it.
It felt like gazing upon a true "angel"—overwhelmingly threatening.
But it was already too late.
Boom!!!
"Goodbye, otherworld."
✅ QUEST COMPLETE ✅