PROLOGUE: ~The CREATOR~

[Disclaimer: This series is 100% made for entertainment purposes and is set in a fantastical world so it doesn’t have any direct connection with the real world.]

He didn’t remember where it actually started…

This life was really, really hell... to him.

He was born into a world where everything was fine.

Born in a friendly, caring, and comfortably middle-class family.

Yet, there were issues at school at his early age.

He struggled with low communication skills.

He found it incredibly difficult to talk to teachers or friends.

He was scared of them.

When they spoke to him, he couldn't respond.

His mind went blank, he could only stare at them or look at the ground.

He froze so badly every time.

As if the things that he sees are glitchy black lines.

Kindergarten and elementary school were the worst parts of his daily life.

He had no trouble speaking with his family; he could even joke with them.

But at school, he couldn't.

In fourth grade, he started pushing himself to get closer to his friends and talk to his teachers.

It didn't go well at first, but slowly, he made progress.

Around sixth grade, he had finally started to feel more comfortable talking to them.

His best friends would often invite him to play, and things were improving.

However, he still didn't talk much.

And his voice was somehow small.

By the way, his grades have been improving since second grade.

That's why the teachers liked him so much.

He didn't cause problems or disrupt class.

Sixth grade was the peak.

Got almost perfect scores in every subject.

Everything was going well until the graduation exams were about to begin.

That time, a pandemic hit, and all students had to stay home.

At first, it was fun…more than a year off from school.

What elementary student wouldn't like that?

Luckily, his parents managed to stay stable financially, despite the pandemic disrupting everyone’s daily life.

Finally, the graduation results were announced, based on the final exams of sixth grade.

He placed third in the top rankings!

He was so grateful and proud.

But then, his middle school life began…the start of his daily hell.

An online school?

A place where students stayed home and attended classes through a device, usually a laptop or PC.

Actually this was where everything got worse.

He can't socialize with his friends anymore.

Everything goes into lockdown.

He stayed at home attending this ’online school’ thingy.

He was quite diligent at first due to this ‘online school’ being something new, but day by day he got even worse, he had become quite lazy.

Anyway the funniest parts were those times people lagged and some dramas they all made.

Finally he graduated and became a 2nd grade middle schooler.

“My lazy days…”

The things that he did was always watching anime all the time and he also started playing more games.

Amazing fantasy and storyline.

He called it, isekai, fantasy, romcom, supernatural, magic; all checks out.

Long-achieving, strategy, fighting games

He got more and more attracted to these and it goes on until the middle of the year.

Some students started going to offline school because the pandemic has started to fell down.

This was his worst choice.

He chose to continue online school due to his laziness.

Who could even know if we just sneaked out to play some games or sleep lol is what he thought.

It could've been better for him to join them in offline class and start some friend relationships for the future, but he chose poorly.

“Not like normies that would just happily go to school to finally meet their friends to have fun.”

He just can’t feel that feeling.

Things that happened can't be redone.

Graduated and became a 3rd grade middle schooler, such a quick 3 years.

This time it's a must for all students to attend school offline, but of course with a medical mask.

Yep he was back being alone.

Nobody talked to him and he didn't have the passion to start a talk.

Even more…he feels tired and sleepy everyday, which makes him always sleep in class.

He did study and finish those tasks.

He got some decent grades, but yeah kinda dumb that he doesn't have any friends.

Group tasks might be the worst.

Noone chose him and he’s not brave enough to ask them out like those popular and outgoing people.

Months by months passed and without realizing, it's almost near the end of his middle school days.

The final tasks and final test are getting near.

In most of the group tasks he ended up as a drop-out leftover.

Thankfully one big task (made of many subjects combined) has each class split into two groups.

With the friends from that group they went out together.

It ends pretty quickly that he doesn’t have that much fun, but yeah it was his first time hanging out with his friends.

"It was tiring, wasted a lot of my time and energy, but not actually bad," he said.

The days have finally come to an end and the final test appears as the last boss.

He studied like hell, finishing them all for the endless rest lol.

Over a week passed by… "it's finally over, I can rest peacefully now," he said.

P

After finishing some school activities, day-offs, final school events, school festivals, it was announced that everyone got 100% graduation.

It was pretty amazing to look at the graduation performance and it feels quite quick.

Not like last time, he ended up like a normie with average good grades.

He graduated and spent time with more animes, games, and finally the peak happiness of his life:

Holiday with my family.

It was very great.

He swam in the sea, played games with his family, watched anime with his family, and many other fun things.

He might not be that good at interacting with people, but family is still my family.

A month has passed and it's the time for his high school days to start.

He was planning to become more social at the start and became a diligent student that studied all the time.

The so-called high school debut.

He prepared to make it a blast, but yeah it failed miserably.

He messed up his debut.

He stayed as the same silent, cool, slightly smart, sleepy student in class.

“What kind of talks people usually do?”

“What are the reasons to talk about random things?”

“Everything can go on well even without talking much.”

“That’s right, it’s not that I’m afraid of them nor that they're unfriendly to me.”

“It’s originally from myself that I failed to interact with them.”

Back from the very start.

He never knew what was the cause and never yet changed on this.

It was all too late…

“Grades aren’t number one.

“It’s not worth going all out just for numbers.”

"My body can't survive this so it's better for me to enjoy my high school days to the fullest, not to suffer."

His 1st year high school days ended peacefully.

“To be honest it was quite enjoyable…my classmates were friendly and it was fun to be in class.”

“Though he still doesn't have any close friends.”

It’s all just merely classmates-friends.

He graduated and became a 2nd grade high schooler.

After years and years, his hobby of imagining superheroes, people with superpowers, and alternate worlds has awakened to its fullest.

He made up his mind.

During the holiday, he started writing a novel.

This is where it all starts…

He started writing a novel about a world where everything exists.

Humans, animals, demons, angels, gods, aliens, souls, undeads, monsters, dragons, dinosaurs, spaceships, and so much more.

They all live in ‘this’ world and can interact with each other as an equal.

Even magic and the deads’ souls exist here.

The magical armor, gear, equipment that people dreamt of are also everywhere.

Starships, mecha robots, sci-fi.

Also the ruler of this world is The CREATOR (himself).

"Hmm what should I call it..?”

“A world filled with people that has superpowers…there are bad guys…?”

He thought for a while.

"What about 'World That Longs for Heroes'? Well that sounds great,” he said as he finally decided on the title.

He has done his best on making the characters, creating the villains, their stories and backstories, their friendships.

Heroes and their friends fighting stronger and stronger villains.

Demons, monsters, gods, even more.

And it finally came to an end after a few weeks.

It ended with Hero Azuardeno Rei beating The CREATOR himself.

“Coco, Fire, Atlaz, Nraz, Magnuz, let’s do this. He is the final boss,” Hero Azuardeno Rei stated out his final battle.

“Mere creatures dare to defy me? You know nothing of this world,” The CREATOR said furiously.

“You’ve fallen so deep, CREATOR. We’ll end you here and bring peace to this world.”

After a long fight, the heroes were beaten, leaving only Azuardeno Rei to finish the last boss.

“Strong hero, you’ve beat me. One day, you will realize that the world isn’t like you thought to be.”

The CREATOR spoke his last words and shattered into dust.

He posted his last chapter, it wasn't as he expected.

“Many readers like my novel and many don't.”

“Yeah it was kinda cliche and a bit trash.”

2 more days before his first day of 2nd grade of high school starts.

He reviewed his own novel, reading it from the start to the end.

“These were my childhood-made characters that I changed a bit for my novel so it's kinda pretty good, but in the end there is something that is missing…”

“They can interact with each other, they have friends, they have families, they have someone they love.”

“A wholesome interaction and friendship…teamwork.”

“They succeeded, they saved the world, they’re not the same as me, a nobody, an exiled person.”

“After growing up, everything even became more distant than usual.”

“My sibling, my family, my old friends, everyone…”

“The sins that I made these days even got me out from the God that I believed in…”

“It’s already too late for me to fix my life…”

“…It’s all ruined…I’m destined to be alone…”

“…I don’t know what I will become in the future, how others will see me…”

“…What will happen to me? Will I have a girlfriend? Will I create a family?”

“…I can’t even trust anyone in the first place…how much words and love they said, but I can still sense an endless void of silence…“

“…something I can’t understand…this is why I hate myself…how does it feel being human…what kind of shape is friendship…it’s just a lie…”

“…every time I try to get close to them I always feel this gap that I can’t understand…their feelings…it’s all just fake…”

“…even the friends I used to know…each of them went to separate schools…”

“…this is why I decided to be alone…I isolated myself from my surroundings…and this is where I am…”

“…I had enough…if I can just die and disappear here…I really want it…but I don’t even have anything to finish mysef…also I don’t want to go to hell…”

“…CALL ME A TRASH…BECAUSE I AM…WHATEVER I TRY IT ALL ENDS WITH A FAILURE!!!”

He brainstormed himself with desperation.

He looked at them, comparing them to himself, seeing himself being completely upside down to them.

His eyes blacked out.

His mind was filled with fury and despair.

Darkness surrounded him and he lost himself.

“I regret creating this trash. I want to create a better one.”

“These guys don't know how deep my real world is.”

“They shall know the feeling.”

”I won’t accept them with those happy endings.”

“THOSE SWEET DREAMS AND HAPPY ENDINGS DON’T EXIST…IT’S JUST MERELY AN ILLUSION CREATED BY FICTION…”

After speaking loudly, he stopped and he looked up to the ceilings. “If only I can be reborn again or maybe I can go inside this peaceful world…”

A day passed and the night finally came.

The night before the day of school.

He checked his novel, nothing changed, the comments were similar as always.

“This thing is absolute trash, why did people like it?”

The thing was he hadn't slept for weeks due to writing the novel.

He finally realized that his body was reaching his limit.

He took a seat on the ground and looked up to the ceilings while leaning on his back to the walls.

“Oh God, just take my life already…from this trashy world….”

“At least, make me cry one last time…for the mistakes and sins I have made…”

“I’m sorry I hurt Your heart…I’m a failure…”

“As I thought…I have even lost my feelings…”

“Have I been abandoned…?”

Suddenly, his heart started beating so fast and he couldn't move.

“I can finally die huh…?”

“This life was…completely nothing…”

It felt like he collapsed, but suddenly it turned bright.

“I’m outside?”

“I wasn’t even allowed to die and rest.”

“Okay I accept, I’ll just stay alive as a torture.”

He took a look at his surroundings..

“The usual trashy world I can see everyday.”

“With their pollution and loud noises everywhere.”

“Still, something doesn’t feel right.”

“I can’t see my house and I don’t remember these environments.”

“Where is this?”

“This can’t possibly be a dream…”

“Have I gone so insane that I can’t even remember what happened- HUH?”

His finger moved in the air and some kind of game command appeared.

It has the name “The CREATOR: Azalzev” with “unlimited on all statuses”

“I'm familiar with this name…”

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“That means…”

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“I got transported to my own creation world?!”

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“Hehehehe…HAHAHAHAHAHA…since I got reincarnated here… it’s time to REWRITE!”

“I shall change your story, heroes…”

“I shall show you the deepest of the darkest abyss…the world that was carved right into my own mind…you all shall feel the depth of this unfair world!!!”

“I’ll recreate, destroy, and…MAKE THIS WORLD CRY THAT IT ONCE MADE ME…”

“WELCOME TO MY WORLD…LET’S ALL HAVE SOME DARKNESS SHALL WE, MY CREATIONS?!!!!”

“In the end, people perceive their own world with their viewpoint. What kind of world you once died on, Azalzev The CREATOR?”

“Eh-?”

To be continued…