Chapter 1

No magic, no skills, no jobs, no status, no harem. No TUEEE for me. In fact, the protagonist is the weakest of all.

The story is about a high school student who, suddenly summoned to a different world, sheds tears, vomits, grits his teeth, and leads his companions into battle, eventually becoming known as the worst destroyer in history.

* The protagonist decides to fight in Chapter 13.

* The protagonist's first battle takes place from Chapter 17 to Chapter 19.

One: The Death of the Creator God and the Birth of the Gods

Longer than a thousand times a thousand, and older than a myriad times a myriad.

First, there was the primordial Creator God.

The world had yet to take form.

There was no one else besides him, and nothing else existed.

He was alone.

He hoped that someday another being like himself would appear and waited patiently for that moment. However, even after a time longer than a hundred times a hundred, nothing else was born.

Finally, unable to bear the loneliness, the Creator God took his own life.

From his body, which had lost its life, seven gods were born.

From his flowing blood, the God of Fire was born.

From his flowing tears, the Goddess of Water was born.

From his flesh, the Goddess of Earth was born.

From his final breath, the God of Wind was born.

From his genitals, the God of Beasts was born.

From his body hair, the God of Birds was born.

And finally, from his head, the God of Humans was born.

Two: The Birth of the World and Humans

The first-born God of Fire, finding the world too dark, hung the burning heart of the Creator God in the sky to create the sun. This brought light to the world, and a burning heat covered it.

Lizards and snakes were born from the Creator God's body and praised the God of Fire.

The God of Fire granted power to some of them, and they became Dinosaurs.

When the world was about to be consumed by the sun, the Goddess of Water created clouds to block the light and sent rain to cool the heat.

Fish were born from the Creator God's body and praised the Goddess of Water.

The Goddess of Water granted power to some of them, and they became Merfolk.

When the world was about to be covered by water, the Goddess of Earth made the Creator God's body into continents and mountains to prevent it from sinking.

Insects were born from the Creator God's body and praised the Goddess of Earth.

The Goddess of Earth granted power to some of them, and they became Dwarves.

When the world became too rugged and hard, the God of Wind blew and smoothed the earth.

Plants sprouted from the Creator God's body and praised the God of Wind.

The God of Wind granted power to some of them, and they became Elves.

When plants threatened to cover the world, the God of Beasts tore the overgrown vegetation.

Beasts were born from the Creator God's body and praised the God of Beasts.

The God of Beasts granted power to some of them, and they became Zoans.

When the corpses of the overgrown beasts threatened to cover the world, the God of Birds cleaned them up.

Birds were born from the Creator God's body and praised the God of Birds.

The God of Birds granted power to some of them, and they became Harpyans.

Hearing the voices of the creatures praising their respective gods, the God of Humans said:

"I, too, will create beings to worship me like my brother gods."

Thus, humans were born from the Creator God's body.

However, the humans were born without claws, fangs, wings, or scales. They were so weak that they would die immediately.

"Oh! Why did such a weak creature come to be?"

The God of Humans lamented and grieved.

Unable to bear this, the God of Fire granted humans the wisdom to use fire.

However, the God of Humans continued to lament and grieve.

Next, the Goddess of Water granted humans the wisdom to use water and taught them how to catch fish.

However, the God of Humans continued to lament and grieve.

Then, the Goddess of Earth taught humans how to till the soil and obtain food, and the God of Wind taught them how to harvest plants. The God of Beasts taught them how to fight beasts, and the God of Birds taught them how to bring down birds.

Finally, the God of Humans, satisfied, stopped lamenting and grieving and said to the humans:

"You shall use fire, catch fish, till the soil, gather plants, hunt beasts, and bring down birds. Take all that this world has to offer and prosper greatly."

Thus, humans were given the greed to take everything from this world by the God of Humans.

Excerpt from the creation myth of the Seldias continent

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The wind was howling.

The forest was rustling noisily, stirred by the wind. The sound of the leaves, varying in pitch from high to low, was like the sound of the waves.

A man stood on a cliff, listening to the sound behind him.

The black-haired man, whose hair was being whipped by the wind, was looking down at the valley below. In the deepest darkness just before dawn, the shadows of many campfires and countless tents huddled together could be seen.

This was the army of the border lords.

The lords of the border, having received news of the sudden change in the capital, raised their troops and gathered under the banner of reclaiming the capital and rescuing the imprisoned royal family. They were led by Appius, a duke who was well-respected and had a distinguished military record among the border lords, and they were advancing on the capital.

To meet this, the enemy also began to advance from the capital.

Just as the two armies were about to clash, the enemy army, seemingly fearing the momentum of the border lords, began to retreat without ever engaging in battle.

Encouraged by this cowardly retreat of the enemy, the border lords pursued them and arrived at this place.

"Preparations are complete. Whenever you're ready, Soma."

A woman's voice called out from the darkness of the forest behind the man standing on the cliff. A small smile appeared on the lips of the man called Soma, who was filled with complete trust.

"Draw your arrows."

Soma slowly raised his right hand.

Behind him, the sound of bows being drawn could be heard. The beautiful Elven women, their mouths covered with black cloth, held the bows.

"Fire!"

As his arm swung down, the arrows were released in unison, raining down on the border lords' camp.

The quiet of the camp, wrapped in the pre-dawn silence, was suddenly thrown into chaos with screams and shouts.

Without waiting to see the result, Soma quickly issued orders.

"Raise the flags! Beat the drums! Ring the gongs! Raise the war cries!"

The sturdy Dwarves, with their shouts, raised the platforms that had been laid flat. The flags tied to them began to wave vigorously in the wind.

Furthermore, the Beastmen, who were a combination of beasts, reptiles, and humans, beat drums and gongs, raised their throats, and let out far-reaching howls that tore through the air still filled with the night.

"Raise my flag!"

The last flag to be raised was a black one with a golden border. In the center, a design combining the number 8 and the symbol ∞ was embroidered in silver.

With this flag at his back, Soma gave the final command.

"Charge!"

The soldiers who had been hiding in the forest rushed down the cliff and charged into the camp below.

The sudden attack sent the border lords' general, Duke Appius, leaping up, and he immediately woke his sleeping attendants to help him put on his armor.

"Sir! It's an enemy night raid! A large enemy force has launched a night raid!"

Duke Appius, now in armor, grabbed his sword and rushed out of the tent just as a knight responsible for night watch came to report.

Duke Appius listened carefully and indeed heard the shouts of the enemy from all directions. However, he shouted at the knight.

"There's no way that's possible!"

The enemy's main force was stationed several miles away. They had sent out many scouts between here and there. It was impossible for thousands of enemy troops to sneak through their watch and launch a night raid.

Moreover, upon closer observation, several odd points became apparent.

The shouts of the enemy, heard from all directions, were mostly muffled and unclear when listened to carefully. The flags on the cliff were flapping wildly in the wind, but there was no sign of movement.

"Listen carefully! The enemy's shouts are just echoing in the valley! And look at the flags on the cliff! Despite the numerous flags on the cliff, the number of enemies attacking is very small. It's all a deception to make the number of soldiers appear larger, a 'Feigned Army' strategy!"

"...! Now that you mention it..."

The knight, relieved to have seen through the 'Feigned Army' strategy, made Duke Appius irritated.

"Hurry and gather your troops! As quickly as possible!"

They had mocked the enemy's retreat, but it was a feint. To pursue the retreating enemy, they had to pass through this place. To rest the troops for the next day's pursuit, it was only natural to choose this valley as a campsite in the midst of the howling wind.

The howling wind and the rustling of the surrounding forest, stirred by it, drowned out the sounds of the troops sneaking in under the cover of darkness.

All of this indicated that they had been manipulated from the start.

In other words, this was a deathtrap.

"You scoundrel! To plot against me!"

The border lords' army numbered about five thousand. In contrast, the enemy who launched the surprise attack, according to Duke Appius's estimate, numbered less than a thousand.

Five thousand versus one thousand. The numerical advantage was on their side.

However, the night raid and the 'Feigned Army' strategy, launched just before dawn when most of the troops were asleep, had completely thrown the border lords' army into disarray. Some of the lords and soldiers had already begun to flee.

In contrast, the enemy was a small, elite force acting on a meticulously planned strategy.

At this moment, the numerical advantage had been reversed.

It would take time to calm and regroup the disarrayed five thousand troops. Moreover, despite being called the border lords' army, the command structure was chaotic, and the soldiers, who had never seen each other's faces until recently, were a motley crew.

In contrast, the enemy, being a small force, knew each other well and could wreak havoc without fear of friendly fire.

"Lord Appius! Lord Appius! It's an enemy attack! What should we do?!"

The lords gathered hurriedly. They seemed to be in a great panic, with some only wearing their helmets and chest plates, and others even coming with pillows instead of swords.

"Calm down! This is the enemy's 'Feigned Army' strategy! You must immediately gather your troops..."

Duke Appius paused.

The sky to the east had begun to lighten. The first rays of the sun illuminated the cliff, where a large black flag was waving in the wind.

"There, that person...!"

He had heard the rumors.

A mysterious boy who appeared among the Beast