Ross

I wrote a novel. It wasn’t a novel great enough to brag about being an author. It was just a web novel, more like a combination of letters with a harem and academy thrown into a typical story of a munchkin hero saving the world, following the trend.

It was a sloppy piece of writing that started from an immature jealousy, thinking, “If everyone’s writing brainless hero stories, why can’t I?” without even setting up a proper plot.

It was a hero story, but the main setting was an academy. If you suddenly ask why an academy appears, I can only answer that I put it in because it was trendy. Like a combination of letters, I threw in all the trendy settings.

Even the content of the novel was close to being a cliché-fest.

A novel where a handsome, golden-haired, blue-eyed munchkin hero enters the academy, is loved by everyone for his good personality and looks, becomes the first love of the heroines, graduates from the academy, and joins forces with the heroines to defeat the Demon King.

The hero, who should be defeating the Demon King to save the world, was more focused on having relationships with women than training. After realizing that having relationships with heroines who had big boobs and hourglass figures in tempting illustrations got better views and community reactions than swinging a sword once, the hero no longer needed effort.

Even though I considered it a combination of letters, I couldn’t deny that I was the richest and happiest when I was writing that novel. The authentic fantasy and wuxia novels I wrote before couldn’t even catch up to half the views with a hot one-night stand with a silver-haired, red-eyed northern duchess from the academy.

So, I got greedy and forcibly extended the story. Fortunately, I was able to extend the story as much as I wanted by recovering the plot devices I had thrown in meaninglessly in the early chapters.

I tried to use the cliché of a classmate feeling inferior to the hero, but unfortunately, it was a material I had already used once when the hero got involved with a heroine.

I looked around at other novels to see if there was a way and got an idea. I was able to twist the inferiority complex cliché and use it again by introducing a younger sibling who hadn’t been mentioned before and having them enter the academy as a junior.

He entered the academy thanks to his older brother, but he was a lump of inferiority, with significantly lower talent and looks compared to his older brother, the hero who was good at everything.

The younger brother, who was always compared and lived gloomily in the shadows, overshadowed by his older brother’s halo, cursed the reality that even his childhood friend, whom he had secretly loved, became his older brother’s woman, and fell for the Demon King’s temptation, gaining the power of darkness.

In the end, ‘Ross’ was a character who was hastily thrown in to extend the typical story of sacrificing his soul to gain the power of darkness, but losing his life in vain to the munchkin hero’s sword, an extra and expendable character.

And I was possessed by Ross, a lump of inferiority and an expendable character, for reasons I didn’t even know.