=====Vol 2 Prologue=====

“Gah!”

With an unexpected bash in the stead of a slice, the opponent was unable to react and got the full impact on his shield, causing him to momentarily dull, which allowed his enemy to follow up with a slash on his right, the side which wasn’t holding the shield.

“I-I give up!”

Just millimeters away from cutting his shoulders, the, 2 meter long, 40 centimeters wide, greatsword halted.

“And the winner is…. White Night!” shouted the commentator.

The person called White Night, stood there, with a smug expression on her beautiful face, and a greatsword that is definitely too big for her body was resting on her shoulders.

Her glossy, silver-like hair which stretched to the ground was very carefully combed and cleaned, showing how much care was given.

She had big, blue eyes that had a mysteriously mischievous feeling, yet no one knows why.

Wearing something that isn’t for an occasion such as fighting, a white, beautiful, sleeveless one piece dress that stretches down just before her knees, with frills and many decorations, and in place of the missing sleeve, a white evening glove with gray outline was worn, with vine patterns drawn upon it in gray, giving off a mystical feeling.

Lastly, her white knee socks which have the same pattern as her gloves complete the meaning of ‘White’, but that isn’t the reason she is called ‘White Night’.

Using her pure-black greatsword, a dark aura floats around her, weakening the light, thus giving it the ‘Night’ part, but it is also a pun between ‘Night’ and ‘Knight’.

“As expected of the Hero, always triumphantly winning.”

Just when she had left the stage, she was greeted by her self-proclaimed rival.

“You should know that even if I’m a Hero, I shouldn’t sit by idly, and my pride won’t allow that, you know, Sun?”

“Hmph, you should, otherwise I’ll so easily beat you, Illiana.”

“Yeah yeah..”

While waving her hand, Illiana, otherwise known as White Night, dropped her haughty attitude and started walking in a lazy way; who wouldn’t be sick after a gladiator battle where one person after another come out to fight the winner of the past round?

Ignoring her attitude, Sun, otherwise called the Flaring Phoenix, was known to be incredibly cold to people other than Illiana, yet that didn’t stop people from approaching her or trying to be in a relationship with her, after all, both her and Illiana are beauties, so why hold back?

Nevertheless, after courage, there is meaningless arrogance, with people who ‘Challenge’ them, and if they win, they will get in a relationship, but not once did the challenger win, just like the guy who was previously beaten up.

“So, what are you up to now?”

“I don’t know, I want to rest for a while, do something else other than fighting, plus, you realize that I no longer have someone at the top for me, even you aren’t so strong that I need to polish myself even more, you know?”

“While it hurts to admit it, but yes, it seems you’ve hit the end of the road, unless someone stronger than you builds a longer one for you to walk on.”

“True… Sigh… I’ve also reached that in everything else, so all I have to do is relax and wait for the time where I’m transported to another world to act as my role is, save the world from evil and all, but if you ask me, all that is just rubbish.”

“Why so?”

“I’ve met the ‘Demon Lords’, not all of them are bad people, they are just forced onto the ‘bad guy’ role, and not all heroes are good too, many of them could actually have the qualities for being a Demon Lord rather than a Hero, very confusing, isn’t it?”

“Shaddup, at least you are not doomed into being a side charac-... Nevermind, but I think you should do some resting, for the past years, you haven’t really stopped improving yourself.”

“Yeah, I’ll do that.”

Splitting off at the street, they waved to each other before returning to their respective homes.

After about 5 minutes of walking, Illiana reached a two storey house.

It was painted in blue and white, very normal-looking, with a tiled roof, and a deep brown door.

Taking out her keys from her bag, she slowly opens the door to be greeted with a hot gust of wind.

“Sigh.. Here we go again..” She said while sighing.

“HAAAAA!!”

“No you won’t! ‘Whirlwind’!”

Yes, the reason was… her siblings.

With another sigh, she punched her hand in the air, cancelling both of her siblings’ magic.

“Oh come on Illiana! I was winning here!” Said the girl, who was breathing fire.

“Tsk.” Obviously, the other one was the boy who is a Wind magic user.

“Both of you, cut it out. If it wasn’t for me strengthening the house before I left, it would have been to ashes, and where do you think we will live after that, hmm?”

“”....””

“Good, now go clean up and fix the place, I’m going to shower.”

“”Yes, Aunty Illiana.””

“Oh you!”

“”Hahahaha”” they laughed before quickly scrambling about.

With nothing to do, she went upstairs to get her spare clothes and put away her sword.

Slowly opening the door to her room, she was greeted by her territory once again. Inside was.. An assortment of different machines, a computer with many screens for who knows what, all illuminated by the light of the outside.

“Ahh.. too dark.. Too dark..”

Click.

Turning on the lights, she moved towards the closet and picked off her new outfit, then put the greatsword inside.

Suddenly, it got sucked in by the closet, generating ripples as if it sunk into it.

Unfazed by that, she closed the closet, and headed outside the room, then went back downstairs once again.

….

Once she had finished her shower, her parents had finally came back and were preparing for dinner.

“Hey Mom, Dad.”

“Hey, got another challenge today, I heard.” Said her mother.

“Yeah, why don’t they stop, forcefully entering a relationship will never work, heck, unless they say ‘Never leave me’, if they win, you can just say “Time to break up.”” Said the father.

“..Yeah… but no more about that, let’s eat.”

“Yes yes, give me a second.”

Using skillful movements, the mother, which took the role of a ‘Housewife’ that might appear in other worlds, took out the plates and the glasses and handed them to the floating tray.

Yes, this world, even though it uses cold arms, is incredibly advanced.

As for the father… he counts as the overpowered calculating main character.

Never once have his plans fell apart, always following him means always winning if his plan includes you doing so, but he plans to become one after his Illiana leaves, the mother will take care of the children.

The reason is.. There is no way to know whether he will be a young main character or old one, however, heroes are nearly always young, so if he lets his daughter go young, she will finish quickly and come back quicker, but sadly, he cannot return since there is nothing such as ‘summon’ for him, only being reborn or have his mind replace someone else’s.

The children have luckily got the side character roles, and since they are twins, there is a chance for them to go together.

A fire mage and a wind mage, best combination if one wishes for mass destruction.

Finally, the mother have finished and everything was ready on the table, once they had given their prays, they started eating, but the father was eating very slowly as if he was thinking about something.

“Illiana, would you like to go to another world?”

Swallowing the food in her mouth, she stared at her father and said..

“What do you mean?”

“I can send you right now.”

“W-what? Are you serious?!” She said, while uncontrollably raising her voice.

“Yes, so as I said, would you like to go?”

“Well… yes, but not now.”

“I see… well, I can’t send you RIGHT NOW, it will take a while, but not so long. About a week, keep that in mind and make sure to say your byes to everyone you want.”

“Are you sure you can do it?”

“Yes, but are YOU sure you can do it now? You can wait till the original time comes.”

“I want to do it now.”

“Alright, a week from now, meet me in the basement at noon.”

“Yessir.”

With no more words exchanged, they continued eating, each with their own thoughts..

….

=====Vol 2 prologue end=====