Chapter 0: Prologue

I saved a child from being hit by a truck.

I didn’t hear any words of thanks.

Because I didn’t have the luxury of having a conversation due to the mind-shattering pain.

The blood that escaped my body and then touched me again was very warm. Thanks to that, I didn’t feel cold.

Even when I opened my eyes, my vision was blurry.

So I comfortably closed my eyelids and probably died thinking about what would happen now.

And, I—

“Please, save the world.”

I met a goddess who said that.

I was very embarrassed.

…When our eyes met, she immediately apologized, knelt down, and slammed her head on the ground, which was even more embarrassing.

After talking to her, I realized she wasn’t the kind of useless, troublesome goddess often depicted in novels.

After listening to her circumstances, I understood she was cornered and summoned me as a last resort.

Why me?
To this question, the goddess replied with incomprehensible words like the strength of my soul, my limitless potential, and that I was ultimately the most suitable.

In the end, I accepted.
Because I was promised all the support I could get, along with a promise to be revived.

But it was a little disappointing that I had to return after everything was over.

Deep down… I was hoping for a happy otherworld life like the ones I saw in games, comics, and novels.

She coaxed me, saying I was special and that only I could do it, but honestly, anyone else would have fallen for it too.

Of course, she promised me compensation so I wouldn’t be disappointed, so I agreed to return.

And so, I became a hero, carrying the goddess’s mission.

Honestly, I was worried, but it stayed at just that, worry.

I let my guard down.
Stupidly.

…Sh*t.

I still regret it.
Back then, before the goddess apologized and knelt down.

I should have knelt down first and said I’d quit being a hero and just die.

Or I should have killed myself as soon as I became a hero.

But it’s already too late.