Julian's Story.

------ Julian's Perspective -------

I had just finished my physical training and went back to my dorm room.

As I was getting refreshed from the intense exercise I had just done, I started to recall everything that had happened.

When I was transmigrated to the other world, I had been terrified of even leaving the cave I called home. Eventually, though, I learned how to take down the demons and perfected my swordsmanship.

Before going there, however, I was just an average person. I was strong enough to be recognized by the Nexus Academy, but not strong enough to be of notice to the big-shots.

The only redeeming feature I had apart from my moderate talent in swordsmanship was my looks. I was quite handsome.

Anyways, after I had learnt the basics of how to hunt the demons, I was no longer just hiding in a cave, eating extremely spicy berries everyday. I wasn't eating good, but it was better than whatever those cursed berries were...

I mainly ate demon flesh. When cooked, they tasted slightly worse than over-cooked beef. And their texture was absolutely disgusting. I couldn't complain though, as I was always low on food.

After about a year or so in the world, I realized something. I was the only human in that world. The only other beings that had intelligence were Archdemons, and all of them were psychopathic killers, not the type of people you'd want to be close with.

Anyways, about 4 years in, I had noticed that I talked to myself way too much. Like, every second, I was talking to myself. I was constantly blabbering on and on about random things that didn't have anything to do with what I was actually doing - killing demons.

I was starting to lose my mind. I had developed a personality disorder where I changed my way of speech while speaking to myself. One minute I was a CEO of some massive British company, and the next, a baby who just learnt to talk.

I realize it now... But I was definitely going even more insane and deranged.

The reason was quite simple, really. I didn't find anything 'fun' or 'joyous' in that god-forsaken world.

So, by the end of the 5th year, against my better nature, I started to enjoy hunting the demons. I had no other choice but to enjoy it. I would have gone completely insane otherwise.

I was constantly coming up with new ways and ideas to hunt the demons even faster and more efficiently. I invented a lot of new sword techniques that were far more efficient than the techniques I used before.

I was filling in the void of loneliness with the euphoria I was receiving from hunting the demons.

You may be asking, 'Oh, that's so sad... But why did you keep on living? Why not just end it all when you saw no hope?'

My answer to that is very simple - 'I didn't even think of that.'

Its true. Throughout those years, that world had turned me into one of their own. A mindless demon that always seeks hunting and slaughtering.

My mind was too deteriorated to think of such an option. Plus, I was having fun killing the demons, so I didn't really feel that lonely.

Although, I would be lying if I said that I wasn't lonely at all.

At night, when I was about to go to sleep, there had been many moments when I'd fantasize about sleeping together with a woman.

It had been so long since I had felt or even seen the warmth of another human, much less a woman.

There were many nights where I cried myself to sleep.

That problem didn't bug me after a few years of sleeping completely alone.

---- back to the present ----

"*Sigh... I still haven't been able to put that place behind me completely yet...", I said out loud as I crashed onto my bed.

'I'm still sleeping alone... But at least, there's a bed now...'

I tucked in a side pillow and fell deep in thought.

'One day... I will find out what or who sent me in that hellhole... And when I do... I'll make them deeply regret doing so...', rage filled me at that thought.

My temples had veins popping out of them, and I felt hot throughout my body.

Indeed, it wasn't some noble or heroic motivation that I had which helped me keep my sanity back in the other world.

It was rage and revenge. Directed towards whichever entity it was that threw me into that wasteland.

'When you're on your own, nothing apart from the feeling of revenge can help you... Not faith in some god, not hope, not heroism, not love or friendship... The only thing that stays by your side is the feeling of vengeance...'

'I swear on my name... I will pay back the one responsible to put me in that world by a thousand-fold...'

I wasn't feeling sleepy yet, when I heard my phone ringing.

I put all my thoughts aside and picked up the phone. It was Sophia.

"Hello? Need anything?", I asked politely. I was deeply grateful to Sophia. She had helped me a lot in terms of getting back on track...

"Umm, no I don't need anything, just calling to ask you something.", She replied.

"Yes? What can I answer for you?"

"Have you been with Evangeline lately?"

'Huh...? That creepy looking girl? no way! She reminds me of those perverted vampires I had to painfully defeat one after another in the other world!'

"No... I haven't. But why? Did anything happen?"

"No, nothing too serious... Just that... she seems to be putting a lot more effort into looking prettier than normal. Also, She's paying less and less attention to the rumors about her... Its almost like... she found 'The One'..."

"'The One'?"

"Ah! It's nothing... If you're free tomorrow, wanna hang out with me?"

"Mhm, sounds good. I'll be there at the place and time you assign."

"Ugh! There you go again with the formal speech! Get it together!"

"Ah! Pardon me.... I mean, Got it, I'll improve myself more the next time... haha..."

"*Sigh... fine... Lets meet up in front of the girl's dormitories tomorrow at 10:00 AM Sharp!"

"Yes, ma'am!"