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Yomuin-san wa Yuusha ja Arimasen node – Prologue – 2

December 3, 2015 by RenegadeScribe 16 Comments

Well, this one took longer than I had thought since I’m still refining my workflow, but I think it came out better. I should get faster as time goes by, but I can still say that I will be committed to at least updating once a month. If I get more free time, I’ll post a chapter early. In the meantime, feel free to read some of my other stories. ^_^

Enjoy!


One Person, Rising Up

 

Kurando felt the gentle caress of a breeze against his face.

He opened his eyes and realized he was inside of a cave because of the light coming in through the entrance.

The distant, shining, light exposed a world of blue and white beyond the cavern’s mouth..

Unsteady on his feet, Kurando was drawn to view outside and rushed toward the entrance of the cave.

The cold air bit into his skin and irritated the back of his nose, but it didn’t bother him.

What he saw were endless sky and white mountains.

Looking up, he also saw a not so big bird thing flying across the sky.

Also, on the opposite mountain slope, there was a strange looking, long, white, cat-like creature striding along a ridge.

He realized he was finally free from everything, released from all obligations.

Sure there would be inconveniences and troubles, but he felt such a deep emotion from throwing away both prejudice and pride. He was able to put the entire situation, appearances and lack of salary all behind him.

How long had it been like that?

Kurando felt a sudden chill. It’s understandable to feel this way when he only had a white towel wrapped around his neck and wore a long-sleeved, black V-neck, with grey overalls, a crappy analog watch and blue boots which seemed ok when working as a janitor but weren’t suited for a snow-covered mountain.

Kurando returned to the depths of the cave with the feeling it might be a lot more difficult to get out of this place.

In the back of the cave, Kurando found a large, moss-green rucksack enshrined in a nearby passage.

Kurando remembered this was what had been promised by the Goddess.

With the view outside, the interior of this cave, and having been in a white space with only a voice, he finally understood he really had been brought to some other world and time.

Kurando sat down right where he was.

He casually stuck his hand into the rucksack’s opening, but found nothing within.

There was supposed to be food and water for a year, a magic spellbook, and a knife, but there’s nothing inside the rucksack.

The thought came to Kurando that perhaps he only had to think about what he wanted.

Maybe if he thought of a specific food…

Like some rice or crackers? Or perhaps bread?

While he thought about it, something like a long stick touched his hand.

What he took out seemed like French bread. Looking at it carefully, and noticed it had an almost cookie-like consistency made into the shape of a small baguette. He guessed it was something like a handheld pastry.

“Guess I eat this…”

Kurando’s small, dejected voice carried throughout the interior of the cave.

He could make more of the pastry appear as many times as he wanted. Water would also appeared in a small cask. Lastly, he was able to pull out a largish knife and a magic spellbook without any issue.

Apparently, this rucksack seemed to hold a large quantity of things contrary to its appearance.

Everything except the knife was replaced into the rucksack. Kurando then stood up.

It was getting dark outside.

Before it became completely dark, he needed to find somewhere to sleep.

Sleeping in this wind-swept passage wouldn’t be possible.

Knife in his right hand, he advanced deeper into the cave.

The dusky cave was about two people wide, with a height of thirty centimeters over Kurando’s 170 centimeters. There was no moss on the walls of the cave and there were no other scents other than the smell of earth.

Kurando didn’t sense anyone’s presence ahead.

Still, as carefully as he could, he continued into the depths.

Fortunately, it seemed no one had ever reached the deepest part of this cave.

Ahead, there was an empty space of about six tatami mats.

When the light finally stopped coming through the entrance, he slept.

He might be defenseless, but it was a fact there wasn’t anything he could do about it. With that defiant attitude, Kurando slept.


Kurando awoke to a roaring sound within the dim light of the inside of the cave.

He had been able to sleep last night, even if it become a bit chilly. Although it didn’t get too much colder than it was now.

Wiping away the last signs of sleep, Kurando found himself invited back into the passageway by a faint light coming in.

The scenery he had seen yesterday was now obscured by a blizzard.

Nonetheless, the diffuse morning sunlight still managed to come into the cave.

The farther forward he advanced in the passage, the colder the temperature fell as well as inversely affecting Kurando’s state of wakefulness.

After about ten steps, Kurando felt as if he were going to freeze and turned back around.

A thought occurred to him as he quickly returned to the room.

A door and heating would be needed immediately, but something also needed to be done about light.

Just like around the same season in Japan, he’ll die if he didn’t take care of all those things.

Without it, he would die.

He could say it with certainty.

After all, Kurando had firsthand experience.

To survive one has to let death roll on by like a stone.

Also, it would be disappointing to die when there should be some magic (method) to avoid it.

Kurando trotted back to the small room in the cave, dug the magic spellbook from the rucksack and started to devour what was on its pages.

Fortunately, the paper was high quality and thick, so it didn’t have thin pages like some encyclopedias did.

It also looked like he could read the alphabet without problem.

Kurando began his studies in survival.

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Phantom Star is now out!

November 25, 2015 by RenegadeScribe Leave a Comment

eecWoooo, it’s finally out! The first chapter of Phantom Star can be found here. So that means I now have two original stories and the translated work going on. I still have at least two more coming online soon so that will have at least four serialized works plus one translated work.

Yes, I must be insane, but I’m having fun while falling into the abyss. ^_^

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Beta Readers Wanted!

November 23, 2015 by RenegadeScribe Leave a Comment

TheFuckamIReadingThings are going well on the site and the stories are coming along. In fact with weekly chapters of Drow Story being posted, I will start with Phantom Star shortly as well, followed by Memories of Ys and finally Proof of Self.

Even though I know there isn’t much traffic on the comments (except for the translated works) I hope you’re enjoying them as much as I do writing them. If you do like them, please feel free to tell me in comments. Your feedback would be great! (and motivating ^_-)

On that note, I wanted to see if any of you might be interested in becoming beta readers for some of the next stories. Being a beta reader isn’t difficult. All I need is for someone to read through the new posts and tell me what they think; if something needs improvement, or they just didn’t like it, etc. I don’t need a copy editor (I’m actually pretty good at that myself) but I’m looking more for people to give the story a once over and tell me if it seems to be on target and not going off in a nasty direction.

If you’re interested, feel free to post a comment, or message me through the About Me page.

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Happy Friday the 13th!

November 13, 2015 by RenegadeScribe Leave a Comment

Fridaythe13thJust wanted to wish you the best on this superstitious day and wanted to tell you all what going on.

So far, I’m making quite a bit of headway in getting more of my original stories written and posted and as well I am working on the second prologue chapter of Yomuin-san wa Yuusha ja Arimasen node. I may be able to post it next week. I don’t know if I can keep up this speed (since I originally said it would be once per month) but I figure I would just post it as soon as I get it ready instead of just waiting on it. In the meantime I’d love to hear your feedback on Drow Story and Echoes. Please drop by and give them a read. Any comments would be greatly appreciated!

Phantom Star is coming along nicely and I’ll be writing the first chapter soon so expect to see some movement there.

Ideally, I will be writing for all these series and posting at least a couple of times a week. (at least that is the plan).

Have a great day, and beware the yandere in you life.

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1st Translation Chapter Post Mortem

November 10, 2015 by RenegadeScribe Leave a Comment

MoarWell, my first attempt at translation was released to the wild last night and so far the response looks pretty good. Of course, not everything is sunshine and roses but I’m pretty happy with the response (although more feedback is always welcome. It helps me improve ^_^ ).

As far as my thoughts on the first post, I was ultimately OK with it for the most part, but I know things can improve greatly. My grasp of the language has deteriorated quite a bit so there will be a lot of re-learning it seems, especially of grammar and usage rules. While I have expertise in English grammar, sadly my Japanese has never been that strong. I’m not happy I am relying somewhat on MTL for the first pass through, but it does help me to understand the sentence a bit more. As time passes and I can re-learn what I have forgotten (and pick up new things as well), and these translations will get better.

I hope you all will bear with me as I continue forward. Right now, I will be working on the second prologue chapter as I write my other stories. So while it may not be posted immediately, I can firmly say that I’ll post it in the coming weeks.

Thanks for reading!

P.S.: In between releases, please feel free to read some of my original works and tell me what you think. I would love your feedback there as well!

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Yomuin-san wa Yuusha ja Arimasen node – Prologue – 1

November 9, 2015 by RenegadeScribe 25 Comments

Taken Without Hope

 

Sakuragaoka public senior high school janitor, Hasebe Kurando, along with dozens of students and three teachers, had gathered to pick up trash left from the school festival behind the school building.

Suddenly, light filled their world.

Immediately after the explosive flash, they were assaulted by a strange floating sensation in their guts.

And then just as quickly, it disappeared.

The light, which had pierced through their eyelids, also vanished instantly.

Feeling sudden relief, Kurando opened his eyes stared at their surroundings.

Shaken themselves, the three teachers tried to calm the students. Voices of disbelief and wails already starting to be uttered.

Where was this place?

What was this place?

And why were they here?

[I am she who drifts between worlds.]

The voice resounded within their minds.

Serene and mysterious, it definitely felt maternal.

Both students and teachers heard the same strange voice and they quieted down.

[Unfortunately, you have all been summoned.]

Mysterious but direct. They understood what she said, but they didn’t understand what she meant.

[This is another world, where the immature cannot play around and young heroes are usually summoned.]

“Don’t be stupid, send us back!” shouted the PE teacher from Class 1-A.

Coincidentally, the students also started objecting.

[—I could not prevent the summoning because Earth is outside of my administrative control, whereas I do manage the world you were summoned to.]

[Now, since the summoning happened, at this point in time I can interfere with it.]

The teachers tried to interject, but they were interrupted.

[You are going to be in this world, which is not ruled by people from Earth. Danger will always be close by.]

The strict voice shut them down.

They felt like kids being scolded by their mother.

[With a language you do not understand, unarmed, and without magic, you are helpless in this world.]

And suddenly the voice softened.

[Which is why, I will not just throw you into such a world. Therefore, I will bestow upon you a modicum of power. First off, knowledge of the language, and then a body which can adapt.]

Everyone began to glow blue.

[And then a sword to protect that body.]

In front of each of us, one by one, swords emerged from glowing motes of white light.

Everyone cautiously received the blades.

[Well then, go forth my children. I wish for your success.]

My child? Without time to wonder, their bodies began glowing black. There was a sense they were being pulled to somewhere.

And at that moment.

The sword was snatched from Kurando’s hands.

Then, in a blink of an eye, the thief vanished while running away.

All he saw was the back of some first year student….Who he didn’t know by name.

He only remembered her face. Unyielding in high pride. Rumors about her had been spread by the President’s son. He remembered hearing the teachers talking amongst themselves.

He might not remember most faces, but it’d be foolish to mix up recently admitted students to those that had been there for six months or longer.

Kurando wasn’t angry at the thief, more like dumbfounded.

[Foolish. They should have have felt a piece of mind. They would have been established as a talent in the sword over there. It also could not be taken away from them. Something like that should not have been able to happen.]

While listening to the goddess’s voice, from a small distance away, a sudden look appeared in the PE teacher’s eyes. Along with a wry smile and a laugh he quickly disappeared.

Students and other teachers with the same expressions on their faces also vanished.

Kurando thought to be summoned in such a way was a bitter pill to swallow.

Twenty-five 1st year students, twenty-five 2nd year students, twenty-five third year students, three teachers, and one janitor a total of seventy nine people, all from Sakuragaoka public senior high school, were summoned from Earth to another world.

[….My poor child. I am so sorry.]

Kurando hadn’t disappeared yet.

He had been left all alone in the white space.

[Only one sword for each person can be made, so I cannot give you another. Part of your soul has been imbued within it and it could not have been stolen while in the other world. Since the thieves cannot steal the sword when you are there, they took it while you were here, where existence is not fully formed.]

Kurando also agreed it was bad that it had been stolen.

There was no one left to blame for the theft in this place.

Although, he had no intention to forgive the action.

[Even though I cannot see everything in the land you will link to, I don’t believe it to be too dangerous.]

The goddess’s voice couldn’t afford not to say it.

After this, he’ll go forward without resentment, nor without cursing his circumstances.

If true, then some dumb kid who stole his sword was supposed to be there.

Nevertheless, in that world, obstructions would be hard to overcome.

If there had been a legitimate power, exercising authority and control of the world, it would have been in the best interest of all to stop things like this.

Such was the way of things in that world.

Kurando, however, had already resolved himself.

To forgive, no, to…

[….However, I am embarrassed.]

While listening to the embarrassed voice, Kurando still thought about what had been stolen from him.

He wasn’t willing to forgive, after all.

However, he couldn’t get back home.

Then again, he didn’t really want to go back.

A failure at getting a good job and unable to join society, it had been hard to adapt he thought.

And it wasn’t for a lack of trying. It wasn’t from a lack of effort.

However, believed ultimately some sort of status is required in society, but not to determine one’s worth by what they earn, and not from what stage in life they’re at.

Things can go wrong with both people or things, so even with flexibility and patience, people should clearly say something. However even with a legitimate complaint, they still don’t succeed in society.

So, that’s why you shouldn’t get involved.

No, because not getting involved may not have been the right thing.

He wasn’t able to successfully adapt to society. At least not without belittling himself. That’s just the reality of things.

Security guards, garbage men, and janitors cannot stand on their own.

Everyone was either a contractor or a part-timer.

It just occurred to Kurando.

After being summoned from far away.

There really was no reason to continue being a contact janitor.

Low wages, no career advancement, and without even a renewed contract.

A lack of loyalty, professionalism, or a sense of belonging,

Well, as long as you put in the maximum effort and did your job seriously, you would not be blamed for things.

[….Well then, is there some other place you would rather go? I cannot stop the summoning, but I can modify it a bit.]

That Goddess hastily tried to exercise her administrative rights for him.

On the contrary, maybe a much better place would be generous.

Far from a lack of generosity, it was a sign of concern.

Kurando looked at the unexpected proposal with sparkling eyes.

It was as if she wasn’t just reading his mind, but also his responses.

He even thought to ask if there was a snowy mountain, desert, or place without many people.

Kurando was born in snow country and he wasn’t necessarily too enamored of the desert.

However, thoughts of an untrodden desert or snowy mountains where it would be easy to die, maybe the frontier just outside of snow-covered mountains, or a desert, where few people lived would be more reasonable.

Such a shameless wish should be fine.

[….And if I said there was a rampant demonic beast or monster in that world?]

Still, with food, water, and even if he’s stuck in the wind and rain, Kurando thought he would still be fortunate to go.

Also, he felt a bit desperate after having been robbed. He not only felt misanthropic, but was just overwhelmed with the entire supernatural event.

Overall, he didn’t think it diverged that much from what he wanted.

[….I can give you food and water for one year, general magic books for that world, and a knife as well. It is not very favorable to you since I cannot excessively meddle in that world.]

Again, it felt like it were a mother chiding a stupid child.

However, as a stupid child, he nodded.

Happily.

[Alright, off you go then.]

Kurando bowed his head quickly with a pekori sound and disappeared shrouded within the black light.

Everyone had gone and only the voice resounded in the empty space.

[Please do not begrudge a mother who cannot do anything. I hope you do not come to hate that world. I pray all of you will find good fortune there.]

[Stolen by another child, my child is a child himself. I guess a stupid mother will always wish for the happiness of her children. However, I do not know whether the sword taken from here is stable and can be used or not. Fortune and misfortune are always intertwined, but this is too harsh. Aaaaah, such a foolish mother. Good luck, and fortune, to all my children…]

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