novelraw Chapter 1: I Don't Want to Be a Commoner
Chapter 1: I Don't Want to Be a Commoner
Location: The Divine Realm above the heavens of the Glaiwo Great World.
The chief deities of various races gathered here to discuss the upcoming new wave of invasion against the lower world.
After deliberation, the chief deities unanimously decided that this time, humans should contribute the effort!
Regarding this, the human deities did not object, or rather, they dared not object at all!
After all, they were not the human deities of old. In the mortal world, they might still hold lofty positions.
But in the Divine Realm, in the eyes of deities of other races, they were merely a group of cowards who rose to power through betrayal.
Now, because of their cowardice, the humans on the continent would face a world-ending catastrophe.
The human hope for deities to act as saviors clearly would not come true.
They could only hope for a true savior to emerge from the human race.
But how easy was that!However, higher-dimensional beings now turned their gaze to this world.
Dozens of streams of light were thrown into the world by these beings.
And all of this went unnoticed by anyone, even those so-called omnipotent deities.
From this moment on, the world turned to a new chapter!
A chapter belonging to humans!
The true chapter...
In the capital of the Worui Duchy, Yinfeng City, it was already late at night, but the royal palace remained brightly lit.
A guard came to the Grand Duke's chamber: "Your Grace, the child has been born! It's a son, and both mother and child are safe!"
Hearing this news, Duke Amil did not show excessive excitement.
After a long silence, Duke Amil sighed: "Sigh~! This child wasn't born at the right time! The duchy is about to go to war now.
We don't yet know what the outcome will be. Whether his coming into this world is a blessing or a curse, no one can say."
The guard captain said: "Your Grace, we will definitely be victorious!"
"I hope so!"
At this point, Duke Amil suddenly changed the subject: "Jansen, how many years have you been with me?"
The guard captain answered without hesitation: "I've been following you since I can remember, it's been twenty-eight years now!"
"Twenty-eight years! It's passed in the blink of an eye. I still remember when we went to study in the Billie Kingdom as children—it feels like just yesterday!"
Hearing Duke Amil say this, Guard Captain Jansen rarely showed a smile.
Grand Duke Amil continued: "Jansen, my dear friend, can I trust you?"
The guard captain knelt on one knee: "Of course! My loyalty is witnessed by the gods!"
Duke Amil stepped forward to help him up: "Alright! My witness is enough!"
At this moment, Duke Amil put away his smile: "Jansen! I want you to leave Yinfeng City tonight.
I've already made arrangements—there's a territory in a corner of the duchy.
It's not particularly fertile, but you can live well there. From now on, you'll be a baron.
Don't disdain the low rank; only this way will you avoid attracting others' attention."
Seeing that Guard Captain Jansen still wanted to say something, the duke raised his hand to stop him and whispered some words in his ear.
Guard Captain Jansen looked very shocked, then after a moment, nodded with difficulty.
The next day, news spread throughout Yinfeng City.
The Grand Duke's youngest son had died in infancy last night. In his rage, the Grand Duke killed the midwife and the queen's maids.
He also banished his childhood playmate, the captain of the palace guards Jansen, from the royal city, giving him a barony title before exiling him to a remote area.
After lamenting how dangerous it was to serve beside rulers, people quickly forgot about the matter.
Now, the duchy's army was about to march to war—this was the major event that concerned everyone.
As for that unfortunate Jansen, no one cared anymore, and that deceased child was even more insignificant since he didn't even have a name.
At the same time the duke's youngest son was born, tensions were rising in the neighboring Kai Kingdom.
Because this was where the combined forces of the Worui Duchy, Billie Kingdom, and Ogiro Kingdom were launching their attack.
Even though the Kai Kingdom also had allies, war was full of uncertainties, and for commoners, it was nothing short of a disaster.
Regardless of victory or defeat!
In a county of the Kai Kingdom, a family also welcomed the birth of a son.
Fortunately, this child did not die in infancy.
Unfortunately, the child's father only got to glance at his son before having to go to the battlefield.
As if sensing the impending separation from his closest kin, or perhaps worried that his father might not return,
this boy cried exceptionally loud and exceptionally pitifully!
His weakened mother held the child, gently rocking him: "You'll be called Henwil from now on! Little Henwil, you need to grow up quickly!
When your father returns with military honors, perhaps we can become a knightly family! Then you'll be able to inherit the family's mill and shop!"
The child, who had just stopped crying, puckered his little mouth and began wailing dryly again.
"I don't want to be a commoner! I don't want to inherit a mill! This starting setup is all wrong! Shouldn't I be a prince?"
"At the very least, I should have been born into nobility! How did I end up a commoner! This isn't fair, I want to file a complaint!"
The child wildly complained in his mind, then fell into a deep sleep.
A few days later, the child finally accepted the harsh reality that he hadn't been reborn into a wealthy or noble family.
Now, he no longer cried or made fuss, quietly lying in his cradle, sorting through his current situation.
His name was Qin Chao, and his soul didn't belong to this world.
Transmigration?
Not quite!
It was more like drinking expired Meng Po's soup while still retaining memories of his previous life!
Of course, he hadn't entered the underworld, nor had he seen Meng Po.
He only remembered hitting the jackpot!
A jackpot that was overloaded, speeding, and out of control—the scene was utterly miserable!
The kind where his butt ended up hanging from a tree!
At that moment, Qin Chao confirmed two things: first, being cut in half at the waist doesn't kill you instantly; second, being cut in half at the waist is fucking painful!
However, Qin Chao still dragged his half-body toward his phone, only to be held down by a well-meaning person who told him not to move, to breathe deeply, not to sleep, and to wait for rescue to arrive.
Thus Qin Chao died with everlasting regret!
Just thinking about those premium study materials stored in his phone browser that he hadn't deleted yet.
Even across worlds, Qin Chao could almost hear the discussions among relatives and friends at his memorial service.
Thinking that even after death, he'd suffer social death—his carefully cultivated thirty-year image of a gentle gentleman turning into that of a lewd and shameless person—
Qin Chao felt waves of shame, his little feet stubbornly curling up as if trying to carve flowers into the cradle.
But what Qin Chao thought about more was what would happen to his relatives and friends after his death.
Would those good buddies keep their promise—wearing suits and sunglasses, with earpieces, holding black umbrellas, stepping out of luxury cars to watch his funeral from afar?
Would that girl shed a tear upon hearing the news, proving that their past feelings weren't false?
And his parents who raised him—white-haired people seeing off black-haired! What would they do?
There should be compensation money. Though it couldn't soothe his parents' pain, at least it could let them live comfortably!
What would that world become without him?
Better?
Or worse?
Or completely unaffected?
Yes!
He was just an insignificant nobody. Besides his relatives and friends, what impact could he have on anyone?
Everything there, good or bad, had nothing to do with him anymore!
From now on, he would no longer be Qin Chao, but Henwil!
But that was still the place that carried thirty years of his memories!
Thinking this, Qin Chao, or rather Henwil, couldn't help but sob.
Hearing the child's crying, Henwil's mother came into the room, picked him up, and comforted him.
The child's body was still fragile, and housing an adult soul was physically exhausting.
Now Henwil, listening to his mother's humming of some unknown lullaby, gradually grew sleepy.
Just as he was about to fall asleep, a sudden thought emerged in Henwil's heart.
In my previous life, I was a nobody.
In this life, I must live spectacularly, and even in death, I'll leave my mark on the world!
I can't be a nameless nobody anymore!
I don't want to be a commoner—I want to be a noble!