Ch 132 – Raiden Stolas, the son of Lute Stolas and Kira Stolas 

As rays of light greeted my close eyelids, they illuminated the black void and turned it into a bright orange landscape. I opened my eyes slowly, allowing them to get accustomed to the bright sunlight, and yawned lightly. I could feel my trained but sleepy body hastily awakening from my recent deep slumber considering I'll need to be in tip-top shape for the opening of classes.

Who am I? Well, my name is Raiden Stolas. A normal 15-year-old boy who is also an orphan who lives on the blue and green planet called Earth. My height is relatively small compared to my peers, which only makes me look more childish than I already am.

I stood up while rubbing my eyes, and felt my bare feet touch the wooden ground of my bedroom, and the floor felt cold. Yesterday was a cold day, and today was no different. It was already spring, yet it remained cold, even today. I walked up to my metallic door and heard a light beep before it opened automatically, such is the technological advancements of this world.

I continue to remain grateful for such convenience, especially considering I wield lightning magic, which is pretty useful in this technological-based civilization. Walking through the hallway of my relatively large house which feels lonely considering I live alone in such a big space, and went down the stairs with half-closed eyes, which I knew would be dangerous for a normal person, but I'm a hunter, and a strong one at that, a small fall like this wouldn't hurt that much, though the fall would be fatal for most normal human.

As my legs rapidly walked down the stairs, I arrive at the tiled ground floor and continued to feel how cold it was. I simply ignored the coldness, and went on my way, until I finally arrived at the bathroom. The door opened automatically once more as it detected my presence, and I walked inside to prepare to brush my teeth and wash my face.

Walking up to the mirror, I was greeted by a handsome (cute) guy. My skin is like that of a baby, or so I heard from the aunts whenever I go to buy stuff outside. My hair is relatively long, and the back side almost goes past my neck/nape already, while my wide crimson eyes greeted me from the mirror.

From what I heard, I look way too young to be 15, some even asked if I was actually 10 or so and had my age mismatched due to me being an orphan. Oh well, one can't drastically change one's own appearance so that they'd look many years older. Well, some can indeed do that through magic and technology, but I can't, and that's the only thing that matters.

Quickly brushing my teeth, I spewed out the foam and cleaned my mouth. Splashing fresh cold water on my face, I grabbed a towel from the side and wiped my face clean. Feeling more refreshed than before, I nodded and left the bathroom to prepare myself some breakfast and lunch for school, though the lunch part is debatable because I can just buy from school.

Walking to the kitchen, I simply closed my eyes while constantly chanting in my mind, 'I was the one who made this breakfast and lunch, not Dada!'

"Dada! Breakfast and Lunch please!" I hurriedly shouted while increasing the pace of my mental chant, as if the mere thought of knowing that I wasn't the one who made my breakfast and lunch will bring a grave consequence.

"There's no need to do that, Raiden. I've already implanted a spell on you that will protect your secret identity, and prevent important knowledge from being leaked out."

That voice! Dada! I hastily opened my eyes and saw a dark purple portal drop two bento boxes down on the kitchen counter. I cheered loudly, feeling joy course through my body, "Thank you for the food, Dada!"

"You're welcome, Raiden. The food in that world really is bad for your growth, considering you're still only 11 and growing."

"Ehehe, is there dragon meat inside?" I asked while rubbing the back of my head. I felt bashful in front of my father, yet also yearned for more of his affection, like patting my head or lying down on his lap. I already miss his touch, but I also know we need to have our contact as low as possible.

"Only for breakfast. For your lunch, it will be double the normal amount with phoenix meat, along with moonlight cabbage…" My father responded, listing out the ingredients and food inside each box in detail.

"Eh? Double the amount? What if I can't finish it by myself?" I asked, wondering why my bento box for lunch has double the amount than usual.

"Who said you're going to eat it alone?" Dada responded mysteriously, yet I already knew what he meant when a small portal the size of my table opened over the kitchen counter, along with a loud yet familiar oink crying out through the portal.

"Porky!" I cried out in joy. With haste, I walked to the counter and saw Porky's small body go through the portal. With the same small green body, the round belly, the spiraling tail, the pair of black eyes, and his long snout, I almost cried tears of joy at this point.

"Oink! (Raiden!)" Porky jumped from the counter, onto my tight hug. I spun around on the spot, laughing loudly as tears swelled in my mind.

"I knew you were feeling lonely this past month with me gone, but now Porky is with you. Considering there are other hunters around the world who has familiars, it won't be strange for you to have a pig as a familiar. I already marked him as your familiar, along with adding a few benefits to him. Not only that, you can say he can freely change his side due to a mutation when they asked how Porky is so small when he is a Verdant Hill Pig."

"I will!" I responded, and watch as the dark purple portal in the sky slowly disappear. I smiled lightly, and look back at Porky who oinked back at me.

I crouched down, and let Porky drop down to the ground. With Porky by my side, I now like to introduce myself properly while I eat some delicious dragon meat, crystal rice, and some rare vegetables for breakfast.

My name is Raiden Stolas, the son of Lute Stolas and Kira Stolas, and born in the world of Terra. Many months ago, my village was invaded by monsters and was tricked by an Evil Spirit, allowing it to possess me and massacre many villages, or so what my father, Kira, told me. I don't recount any of that happening, but I wouldn't mind remembering them, as I have done many crueler acts than those.

My grandfather is also the Sage, Aldrich Stolas, who was actually an Archdevil with cool devil powers. After many stuff happened, me and my father, Lute, also turned into Archdevils which allowed me to gain my special Demonic Armament, Demon Core, which allows me to interact with the fabric of space-time at an easier pace compared to before.

Okay, what else should I talk about myself, this dragon meat is just too good when paired with crystal rice and Plorine Fargarl Potatoes. Right, I'm also a trained assassin.

Well, before I became an assassin under the guidance of Aunt Bella, I accidentally swallowed my father's Philosopher Stone and converted my soul and body into producing a special form of mana that allows me to run at super-fast speeds. After that, Lute asked Aunt Bella to train me in the arts of assassination, and other assassin-related stuff making me super cool.

With my speed and experience, I quickly rose through the ranks of the Assassin leaderboards back on Terra and cemented myself as the number 1 assassin in the world. I killed countless targets my father—Lute—picked, which made his plans progress faster without those annoying pests in the way.

Though, in terms of experience, Aunt Bella is definitely better than me, considering she is the second-best assassin in the world. If she were to have my speed, she'll be leagues above me in terms of effectiveness, so I always try and do my best to one day become better than her.

Also, I can time travel! Pretty cool, right? It's a complicated process to do, but I've mastered that ability already and can do it quite easily without running that much, so my control over space-time is getting better quite fast with the aid of my Demon Core.

Now, I was sent here to Earth to help my father accomplish his plans, and now I am a part of Seoul High in Korea.

This world—Earth—is also pretty cool. It had been facing dungeon attacks sent out by the Demon Lord since 2020 and has adapted to the Demon Lord's threats with the assistance of the Goddess, Angelica. Yeah, she is also the Goddess of this world, and her influence is a lot stronger here, with her followers ranging in the billions.

In here, there are humans who luckily awaken the ability to control mana, and every one of them is enviously a Pure White Soul. Yet, due to this world's backward magic system, very few have reached S-Rank in both being a Mage and Fighter. Though it is related to the relatively lesser mana concentration in the Earth's atmosphere. Back on Terra, it is easily many times denser when I compare both Earth's and Terra's mana density in the air. But, slowly but surely, the mana density in the air is increasing, which is quite worrisome as it would mean stronger hunters would be born and created.

Though, the magic here is quite interesting. It follows the same classical magic on Terra, that allows a mage to only specialize with their attribute, yet in this world, there is no need for staves and wands, along with incantations. Yes, Angelica has altered the humans of this world to do just that, and I too can also do that through Order Magic, but I do need to restrict myself to only using Lightning.

Huh? Instantly, I felt the fabrics of space-time ripping open in the far distance, just near Seoul High, which definitely alarmed me. Instantly, crimson sparks enveloped my entire body, and I hastily fixed my house. From cleaning the dishes, changing my clothes, putting Porky in my bag, and done.

With a silent boom, I arrive near the rupture in space-time and found myself standing in a dark alley.

Walking towards it, I was simply greeted by the sight of future me who looks more assassin-like than me by a few hundred kilometers, with a tall build that made him look so cool. Not only that, there was a man being choked by him, which kind of intrigues me.

"Huh?" I called out, catching the duo's attention.

"H-Help! This guy is trying to kill me!" the guy, who also wore the same uniform as me and probably in the same year too considering he looked like a kid, cried out. Though I am younger than him, so I don't have the right to comment on how he looks like a kid.

But, trying to kill him? Does that mean he's a target?

"Oh, so then you must be a bad guy, because why would I want to kill a random person?"

"W-What? No, I'm not a bad guy! He is the bad guy!"

"Eh? Me, the bad guy? Now I know you're the bad guy here because there's no way I would be a bad guy! Isn't that right, future me? Though you do seem like a bad guy," I kind of do look like a bad guy with how cold I look. Maybe I've risen in assassination experience, allowing me to develop thick killing intent like Papa.

"That's right, this guy here just tried to travel back in time and ruin father's plans."

Ohhhh, so a time traveler who plans to interfere with time and in turn, our plans? I get it.

"Oh, so he is a bad guy. So, are you planning to erase him from ever existing?"

"Yep. Just forget about this encounter, okay? That timeline is already fucked anyways, so you'll probably live through a drastically different timeline with this guy removed."

Nodding my head, I turned around and continued my walk to school, ignoring the previous event as if it never happened. And with a final change in the continuity of time, I instinctively knew the guy that future me was targeting was erased from ever existing. Even I couldn't do that yet without interfering too much with the current reality, so it was impressive that little no change happened.

With that, I stood in front of the school gates of Seoul High with my head held high. I took a deep breath and felt my adventure in this world is one full of exciting prospects. And now, I shall attend my first school ever in my entire life, I just hope that high school isn't that hard considering I never received formal education, and only learned from the teachings of both of my fathers and grandpa Aldrich.

AN: This chapter has 2232 words.

What?! SEOUL HIGH?! Yes, motherfuckers, Seoul High is back from the dead! You really think I won't forget such a huge part of many of my novels?! FBM, MHA: Please Kill Me Why Did I Write This Telekinesis, IR, Seoul High has been in many different fics! And now, its existence invades another novel once more!

It's even above instant clean!

(August 24, 2022 – 273rd day of writing)