The rattling sound of my heavy and annoying armor could be heard as I walked down the stone paved corridor.
My name is Ayato Yae or you could also call me Zero. I’m a boy who will turn 16 this year. I’m probably one of the most unfortunate humans out of all Japanese people.
One year ago. On the day when my heart was dancing in my chest at the thought of beginning a new life as a senior high school student, I was stranded into a place that just made no sense to me.
Somehow, my memory of that day was fuzzy at best. I couldn’t really remember the details of that day but I remembered I was walking through an unknown cave. Then I was walking toward a light that I found in a field and then suddenly my field of vision was dyed in white. By the time I came to my senses, I was suddenly in another unknown place. I was already transported into another world.
Just like the generic pattern in a novel about getting transported into another world, I had no problem understanding the language of this world. I could speak just like usual. I was grateful for that fact.
But… My life in this other world was basically the worst thing that ever happened to me. It wasn’t that I didn’t get cheat-like skill and suffered from hardship. None of that. I had unparalleled talent. I was the so-called genius, so to say.
The problem was, ever since I was transported into this other world, my body became weird. For example, no matter what I put in my mouth, I would be immediately assaulted by repulsive taste that was simply out of this dimension. When I went to sleep, I would be plagued by nightmares and jolted awake. My mini-me was practically dead. For some reason, my son wouldn’t react at all.
It wasn’t that I had ED. I actually had some experience. It was just that, I was somehow deprived of 3 basic human desires. Hunger, sleeping and sexual desire.
I became feeble thin because my body refused to eat. Prominent dark circles could be seen around my eyes. Even when I looked at another woman sexually, I couldn’t relieve myself.
It was pretty much hell. Or rather, this was the very meaning of hell itself. I wanted to quickly go back to Japan. I really wanted to go back. At the very least, I wanted something to be done about my sense of taste.
It had been a year since I lived in this other world along with my predicaments. I trained my body until I was on the brink of death. Or to be precise, the only thing I could do was training. Eating and sleeping were basically agony itself and I couldn’t play with women either after all.
The only thing I could do was swing my sword. I couldn’t do anything else. I was really pitiful. I did nothing but wield the sword and master magic.
For one year. I trained my body until to the point that I wouldn’t die even if I were to go on a journey all by myself in this world. I became strong.
Today, I retired as a knight. The knighthood that had helped me. And then, I would be going on a journey.
I wanted to go back to Japan. No, I didn’t even need to go back to Japan. I just really wanted something to be done about my sense of taste. I also wanted to build a harem for when my mini-me came back to life. There were so many things I wanted and I had to do.
T/N: As you guys can see, this is why I picked this novel. I just love to see the MC suffering I guess. He basically has everything but at the same time he has nothing