The Bloodied ground.
The fallen comrades.
And the half-dead me.
It was on the last floor of the SS-rank dungeon. All had perished except me and the dark lord which was glaring at me with bloodlust.
With no strength left to spare I collected all the remaining mana in my abdomen preparing to self destruct.
"You demon! Even if I die, I will take you along with me to the depths of the hell"I shouted at the peak of the voice.
And the mana exploded.
I could see the dungeon dissolving as the azure sky became clearer.
(Ah! Seems like the day had finally come for me to pass on to the afterlife.)
(Sorry Sayori, your husband will be leaving first. Sorry Mina, your dad couldn't play with you any longer.)
I don't know why but I couldn't feel a thing. Neither anger nor anguish.Neither fear nor, guilt for my fallen comrade.
It felt as if I didn't have any attachment to this world. As if I didn't belong to this world.
On that day the Strongest human in the world, Hiro Shuzuki died.
And then began the tale of the Strongest human in another world.