— The Demon King.
This was an existence that often appeared in all kinds of myths and legends.
A symbol of evil.
A synonym for cruelty.
A character that harmed the world, harmed mankind, brought fear and disaster to many existences, and plunged the world into chaos.
Such a character was the Demon King.
And in many myths and legends, in order to defeat the Demon King, the Gods would usually find a hero and give him a lot of help to save the world.
What's more, the Gods would summon a hero from another world and let him defeat the Demon King. It was also a kind of development that seemed to be conventional.
Therefore …
"I am the unlucky one who was chosen?"
"You can think so if you want to."
The above conversation happened because of such a situation.
This was the center of the unknown temple.
Inside the temple, there were no dazzling decorations, nor did it have a sacred and solemn atmosphere. It was just a pure white building.
At this moment, there were two figures inside the temple.
Among them, there was a figure that seemed to be an eternal existence that had always been standing in the center of the temple.
That was the Goddess.
Yes, the Goddess.
Because other than this word to describe her, there was no other word that could be used to describe her.
She had a head of silver-white long hair, hanging down along her exceptionally seductive back, all the way to the back of her knees, and it was even moving without any wind, gently swaying while emitting a faint glow.
Her pupils were pure blue, like a blue planet. She was wearing a holy white dress, and her jade-like white feet were bare. She just stood on the ground, and together with her impeccable body curves and graceful figure, she was so beautiful that it didn't seem like something that should exist in this world. It made people feel like they were looking at a completed work of the highest level, full of dreamy and illusory feelings.
This kind of beauty, this kind of holiness, this kind of dreamy and illusory, only the word "goddess" could adequately describe it.
At least, that was what the other figure in the temple, the "person" who floated in the air like a spirit without a physical body, thought.
At first, "he" couldn't help but stare blankly.
Until the Goddess said this to "him".
"Although it's very abrupt, please let me get straight to the topic."
What topic?
In summary, it was …
"You are dead, but I hope you can come to my world and defeat the Demon King. So I intend to resurrect you, make you a hero, and head to the world of swords and magic — [Omnippertansen]."
That was what happened.
That was how the conversation started.
To be honest, "he" didn't want to believe it.
Goddess?
Demon King?
Hero?
The world of swords and magic?
It wasn't that "he" didn't know these words.
However, when these words turned into real events that happened to him, "he" could only be dumbfounded.
"He" didn't even know how long it took him to accept such a setting.
"He" was very clear.
If what the Goddess said was true, then "he" should already be dead. If he didn't accept the Goddess's suggestion, then the only option left for him was to disappear, right?
By the way, the reason why he said "should" was because "he" couldn't remember whether he was really dead or not.
No, it should be said that "He" couldn't remember anything about himself.
Why was it like that?
It was simple.
"No matter what you choose, it's something you don't need."
That was what the Goddess said.
It couldn't be helped.
If "he" rejected the Goddess's request, he would end up like that.
If "he" decided to accept, in order to prevent the nostalgia of his past life from affecting his new life, and also to prevent the technology and knowledge from his past life from penetrating too deeply into the other world, not keeping those memories was considered a very straightforward way.
Because of that, "he" couldn't remember anything about himself. The knowledge he had about his original world was only the common knowledge, like the existence of the internet, the usage and usage of the internet, but he didn't know the principle of its existence and the conditions under which it was formed.
It wasn't caused by the Goddess.
"Once a person dies, nothing will be left behind, including existence and memories. It's only because I need you that I summoned you, the existence of" you ", to restore your common memories so that you can understand the current situation and what will happen next."
The Goddess was looking at "him" with a pair of eyes that were as bright and beautiful as the stars. While smiling faintly, she explained.
"Since you are already dead, the memories of your past life have nothing to do with you. Even if you choose to go to the other world, I don't want the nostalgia of your past life to affect your second life, and I also don't want the technology and knowledge of your previous life to affect my world too much."
In other words, no matter what, the memories of his past life would never come back.
"He" didn't have any complaints.
First, since he had forgotten those memories, "he" naturally wouldn't be stubborn about it.
Second, even if he objected, it would be futile.
Again, "he" was already dead and should have disappeared. Since "he" was planning to resurrect "him" and give "him" a second life, how could "he" ask for more?
It was already a blessing for "him" to survive and have a second life.
"He" should be content with what he had.
"Seems like you have made up your mind."
The Goddess seemed to be able to see through "his" thoughts. She nodded nonchalantly and extended her flawless hand to "him".
"Then, in the name of God, I grant you, a person from another world, a second life."
Accompanied by a solemn voice that seemed to resound throughout the entire temple, the transparent figure in the air shone brightly.
The light was as dazzling as the sun, as dazzling as the stars.
Under such circumstances, an equally dazzling "sword" appeared on the transparent figure's body.
"From now on, you will be called" Shien ".
Don't let me down, okay?
I've waited a thousand years for the brave one. "
The moment her voice subsided, the floating "man" and "sword" vanished from the temple together.
After doing all this, the Goddess retracted her hand.
However, the Goddess's eyes were still fixed on the sky, as if she was still looking at that figure, and she murmured.
"Such a strong light, it's the first time I've seen it. I hope he can fulfill my long-cherished wish."
After the muttering, the Goddess closed her eyes and allowed the temple to return to silence.
And this was the starting point of the story, announcing the beginning.
