Prologue

What’s the point of getting stronger in a world without the Demon King? That was my excuse for being unable to scale my insurmountable wall. Even though people around me claim that I am talented, I was never called a genius, or the Second Coming of the Hero.

There were times when I showed the result of my efforts. However, the rumormongers were always the same. "As expected, he’s the son of a Hero." It doesn’t feel like I’m being praised. And then, the words were usually said about my bad days, when training results were below the standards. "In the end, he’s still immature compared to his father the Hero."

It felt so annoying! It was so disheartening, as people assumed I was spoiled. Despite not choosing my birthplace nor my parents. My father, one of the heroes who saved the world, married my mother, also one of the heroes that stopped the Demon King. I was raised without any inconvenience in a peaceful era without war.

The country I reside in is the Auron Empire, which is considered to be the leading country of the world. Its level of civilization and economy may be the best in the world. Pampered, my wealthy family usually got me whatever I desired. Even attending the academy isn’t an issue.

That is how I was raised, thoroughly pampered yet receiving the best education possible. I was better than the average. Intellectually and athletically. Tests and trials were easy growing up, until I hit that wall. Many just assumed that I would succeed my father and become a warrior of the Imperial Army. Without a doubt that was the path I was going down.

The sudden stumble of tripping at my wall, I was suddenly concerned with how all the adults were evaluating me. No matter what the result, no matter what I do, the title of Son of the Hero always followed me. I would always be compared to my father. With talent and abilities would be seen as inferior to that of my parents, not that they were too great.

I remained hopeful that one day my blessed genes from my parents would awaken within me. I still focused on improving myself through hard work and struggle. However, I was still unable to obtain the evaluation which exceeded my parents.

The children of the other Heroes are full of wonderful talents. They will mature splendidly from now on and lead the human race. On the contrary, the adults did not share those same thoughts about me. "However, ‘he’ is not enough.; His genes should hold the most talent, but…; He’s not even close to the geniuses who have real talent.; I had high hopes, but my son is a mess."

Compared with the children from the same hero party my father and mother led. Everyone who had high hopes for me, no longer felt that way.

Actually, I’m not a failure. I’m obviously more capable than the norm. Since then, the privileged position of being the son of a hero has come to feel more like a curse.

I’m me.

Notice me.

I want to be free of this curse. I want to go to a world where I won’t get caught up in that title. At the age of 16, all I wanted to do is rebel against the labels and people judging me. And during this rebellious phase, my path will be twisted to the assumptions based on the expectations surrounding me. Which will bring upon a fateful encounter. mysterious spirit "Child… Can you hear my voice? Do you recognize my presence?"

In the first place, I had no idea how such a thing was possible. "Ten years alone with naught but boredom. You are a descendant of my arch enemy but if I can kill time by possessing you there is no other choice."

The Demon King, the great nemesis of all mankind who in the past the races of the world came together as one and overthrew. However, his soul was unable to pass on, and it remained in this world. I don’t know why I was the only one who could perceive the spirit of the Demon King. No one else could, not even my father.

But we still met. Demon King chirps "Hoh~ feeling rebellious, are we? You want to get back at your father? Do you want to get back at the world? And it was there that a strange codependent life began. Continuing "I have a grudge against your father. Shall I grant you the power to surpass your father?" He’s a spirit, and he can’t talk to anyone but me. He can’t do anything but tease me and stay by my side.

The Demon King spirit, who can communicate only with me and see only what I see, offers demonic whispers in my head as a means to pass the time. "I shall guide you. I shall teach you anything, whether magic, martial arts, summoning, or wisdom. All I have is free time."

What would have happened if I hadn’t met him back then? There was a time when I thought of such a thing. I could have accepted the evaluations of those around me and lived a happy and peaceful life. Even so, I’ll always say I’m glad to have met him.

Even though I met him, it still led to the worst day of my life. To talk about it, I’d have to go back to the day I first met him.

The Demon King explains “I have a grudge against your father. If you want to get back at your father and the world, I’ll train you. I’m available to do so.” Terran receives special personal guidance from the Demon King just to get back at his parents and the world.
Then, in the coming days. The hero’s parents, the heroes of the past, the first love, the princess and childhood friend, the geniuses of the era, and the world will tremble.