The Constantly Reborn Hero (TCRH) (On temporary hiatus)
'Aaaah!" I scream as I feel myself get blown apart.
Well, that was certainly unpleasant. Though I suppose anyone would feel some pain after having their body pretty much explode. A white light engulfs me once more as I feel my soul leaving my body.
While my soul was moving on, I could hear a small voice ask, "Did I go too far?"
No, you're perfectly fine! Look, I still have an arm and a leg intact! Oh! Look, my head is only half destroyed! I continue my sarcastic remarks as my soul moves on to be reborn into another body.
It’s been like this five times now. Originally, I was a prophesied hero that would fight the demon lord and “save the world!” Or so I thought. Instead, I get completely torn to pieces before even making it inside the fortress.
As I died, a white light came down and took my soul away, and I found myself reborn as some commoner’s kid. I kept all of my memories from my previous life and hoped that this was a chance to live normally. But I was met with the great luck of becoming a “hero” once more. I tried to train seriously that time, and when the time came to assault the demon lord’s fortress, I was able to get inside. I was able to make it a whole five steps in before a giant axe came down and sliced me in half! I was excited at the prospect of finally being released from this hell before the white light came down once more.
My third life began then. All my memories still, I tried to make sense of the reason of why this happened a third time. This time I was the son of a noble in a rather crude kingdom. It was rather fun at first, being able to relax in a semi-luxuriant family. But once again, the all-mighty hero call comes for me again. But I was actually blessed this time. I had the ability to use light-based magic. After training once more, I headed out to fight the demon lord. Using magic, I was able to quickly get rid of any monsters that stood in my way. This time I formed a barrier around my body, which stopped the traps from killing me. Unfortunately that didn’t stop the demon generals from disintegrating my body with dark magic.
The same thing happened and I was reborn, blah blah blah. This time I was born as a bastard between a noble and a servant. I silently prayed every night that for once I could live normally. Once again, I was pulled along as the hero. Oh joy, the excitement of being the great savior of humanity! Oh how I absolutely love being the noble sacrifice that will bring peace and stop war! I could only curl up into a ball and cry about my luck. Then came the fated day when I had to go fight. I made it past the minions, past the traps, and barely past the generals. Finally, it was time. Maybe I could actually escape this hell. But the demon lord easily crushed me. Literally crushed. My body turned into a human pancake.
My fifth life already ended when I got exploded into pieces. Nothing left to talk about with that.
As I’m moving onto my sixth life, I start to wonder what other crazy things will happen in the future. Hopefully less death. Hopefully. Chances are low though. Oh well. With the flash of light, I’m reborn once more.