Record of Another Isekai #2
Record of Another Isekai #2
Lumina. A planet ruled by the Oarak race. When night fell here, the sky shimmered like the aurora, and the land was dotted with crystalline structures infused with mystical energy.
But beneath this beautiful world's surface lurked the shadow of long-standing conflict. An oppressive government clashed with revolutionary forces. For decades, these two powers had divided Lumina.
The revolutionary army's supreme commander, Rise Nova, fought for justice and freedom, but he was repeatedly thwarted by the government's strongest forces—the Seven Commanders.
Then one day, Rise Nova, who had been dragged to another world just before his execution, returned to Lumina. And not long after his return, an event shook the planet's fate to its core.
Kuuuung—!
Behind Rise, the sky warped, and a rift tore open in the dimensional fabric. From beyond emerged a single being.
A clown clad in garments of dazzling colors. A bizarre and chilling smile adorned the clown's face.
The clown's name was Psycho Clown. Having descended upon Lumina from across dimensions, Psycho Clown slowly surveyed his surroundings. The mad gleam in the clown's eyes could freeze a viewer's very soul.
The clown elegantly snapped his fingers. In that instant, reality around him began to twist.
Sturdy crystal buildings warped like insubstantial illusions, objects floated defying gravity, and colors blended into bizarre rainbows. Lumina's landscape transformed in a flash into a surrealist's canvas.
The Oaraks who witnessed this were seized by terror. Government Oaraks, revolutionary Oaraks, even the supreme Seven Commanders.
Yet the Seven Commanders shook off the overwhelming fear enveloping them and sprang into action. They quickly assessed the situation: this monster had come to aid Rise. Their enemy.
Instinct told them it was a being on another level entirely, but the Commanders assumed battle formations. United, the seven of them might have a chance.
The Seven Commanders unleashed their powers in unison. Fierce flames scorched the sky, lightning cleaved the earth, gravity waves ripped space. Ice storms raged, dark energy swirled. It was the overwhelming spectacle of Lumina's mightiest seven warriors.
But to the clown, it was mere play.
All attacks vanished into thin air just before reaching him, popping like soap bubbles.
The clown clapped delightedly. With the applause, space around the Seven Commanders distorted.
Soon, they plunged into their worst nightmares. One screamed in an endless abyss of falling; another gasped in a shrinking room. The rest trembled, confronted by their deepest fears.
Only now did they realize how arrogant it was to challenge the clown.
As the Commanders' screams echoed across Lumina, blurring reality and illusion, the clown playfully mimed aiming a finger-gun.
With the clown's mocking voice, the Seven Commanders lost consciousness one by one, collapsing to the ground. Lumina's strongest warriors felled in an instant—an unbelievable sight.
"The Seven Commanders... taken down this easily..."
Complex emotions crossed Rise Nova's eyes as he watched it all. Before the joy of victory, a strange emptiness gripped him at seeing his longtime foes crumble so futilely.
The clown slowly turned to Rise Nova.
"...You've had a hard journey, Master. My deepest thanks."
That day, with the government's aces defeated, all government Oaraks laid down their arms and surrendered to the revolutionaries. The long-standing power structure realigned in a blink.
And in Lumina's capital, two colossal statues were erected. One modeled after Clown of the Revolution, Psycho Clown, flanked by another of Warden of Dimensions, Gauntlet—Kang Geon.
*Though it happened years later, this legend spread across Lumina: When the new government veers toward corruption, a chilling laugh echoes from the clown statue, driving the leaders mad with insanity.
It wasn't mere legend but a remnant of Psycho Clown's superpower—known only to Rise Nova. Regardless, it served as a warning to leaders and a symbol of hope to the people, passed down through generations.
Record of Another Isekai #2
— Clown of Revolution —
Labyrinth Day 14. Psycho Clown returned from his dispatch.
As the clown returned, the Hedgehog Summoner God toddled over—dododo!—and hopped onto his shoulder.
I approached the returning clown and scanned his body.
"No injuries?"
"Wasn't too tough?"
The clown then detailed his Lumina adventure.
According to him, the Seven Commanders ganged up, but they were way weaker than expected, so one superpower sufficed to subdue them.
Well, I'd already heard it all yesterday—from my contact on Lumina.
"Sweet? Come on. It wasn't unconditional help."
As I said, it wasn't just help—I'd demanded repayment in exchange. A transaction, plain and simple. No grounds for "sweet" praise.
Oh, and the repayment? Already collected last night.
"What's the issue? That's what dispatch tickets are for."
Truth be told, I hesitated at first. The dimensional mage and great sage from isekai said not to interfere in other worlds.
But on reflection, that was their creed. No reason for me to follow. Dispatch tickets existed for this, and no cosmic rule forbade it. I could act as I pleased.
Verified Rise's story first, of course.
Low odds, but I considered if his tales were lies or if he was the villain on Lumina. Caution's always key—I've been burned before.
Anyway, using Psycho Clown's mind-reading, I confirmed Rise's thoughts held no deception before dispatching.
"Why hasn't this guy shown up yet? Promised coins today too."
Right on cue—like calling a tiger summons it—the mentioned supporter appeared in the broadcast.
GOLD-grade supporter 'RiseNova' gazes upon you, crossing spatial barriers in radiant glory.
The fourth supporter: Rise Nova.