Cale was relaxing in his rocking chair, listening to the birds chirping outside the window, on a beautiful and sunny afternoon. He clutched a small piece of grape in his fingers as he relished the pleasant air that was blowing through the room.
"Human, we found something in the library!"
Cale cocked his head slightly in response to the loud noise, wincing as he did so from the stiffness in his shoulders.
"What book is it?"
For the past several days, his children have spent much too much time in the library looking for books that will entertain them, particularly night time stories for children, so that he can read the books to them.
"It looked fancy so we get it nya!"
Raising his brow, he made the effort to raise his hand to motion to his children to come closer so that he could check the book.
"It suddenly fell down the floor so we noticed it!" Raon said in an excited voice.
"Hm..." He hummed faintly in acknowledgment as the black dragon handed him the book.
It certainly is a fancy book, similar to the princess storybooks he once saw in the library near their workplace back in his world. The difference was that the book appeared to be ancient; it was neither dusty nor wrinkled as if it had been well-cared for.
Yet, the last time he went to the library, he had never seen a book like this. Perhaps he just didn't notice it?
"Human, can you read it to us?" Raon requested in a pleading voice.
"Please?" Hong hopped up on his lap and gave him the trademark puppy eyes Choi Han had taught them.
"Pleaaase?" On followed her brother, doing the same.
"Of course," Cale offered a slight nod and smile. He doesn't have anything else to do. Since defeating the White Star, all they've done is slack off, loot someone, and tend to their farm. And every now and then, he'll have a family dinner with his allies.
When he pushed his palm on top of the ancient-looking book, it trembled under his hold, causing him to frown —was it just me? Cale murmured to himself.
The trembling went wild as soon as he opened the book, and a dazzling glow emerged from it.
"Human! I think there's something wrong with the book!" Raon yelled and went closer to Cale to cover him.
Cale's frown deepened, his gaze firmly fixed on the pages, which were now flipping themselves at a rapid pace.
"I knew it, fucking ancient books." He muttered lowly, scowling.
As a cacophony of shouting voices neared him from outside the bedroom, the light skyrocketed through the ceiling, demolishing it in the process.
"Young master!"
"Cale-nim!"
"You unlucky bastard, what did you do again?"
"Human, move out—!"
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The echoes of cries and screaming voices rang across their surroundings as the sound of the wyverns screeching violently reverberated.
"Wha... how did I get here?" Rosalyn blinked as she glanced up at the wyverns flying in the sky approaching them at an average speed. She was just chilling in her tower awhile ago.
"A light shot through the sky in Young Master's bedroom, and now we're here," Ron explained as he looked worriedly at his son, who had regressed to his original height when he was just ten years old.
"H-human, you're small!" Raon exclaimed, his face flushed.
"And cute nya!" On cooed, prodding the plump hands of the little redhead.
Eruhaben and the ones that didn't turn into children, including Ron, Deruth, Violan, and, strangely, a Sheritt who isn't sealed, nodded in accord to the cat's remark.
"Small....?" Cale scowled as he looked down to discover his once-large hands had shrunk to the size of a child's.
"Haaa... you unlucky bastard, you opened a divine item didn't you?" Eruhaben palmed himself in the face in frustration.
"I'm not dead this time; it appears that my body has traveled back in time," Sheritt hummed, taking in her surroundings and her current strength.
"It appears that we have been transported to another dimension." —and in the Birth of a Hero. Cale sighed heavily and spoke.
"That's not even the worst part," Eruhaben added, jabbing a finger over his shoulder to gesture to his companions, who had all turned into children.
Cale's mouth fell open as he gazed behind the golden dragon. Even them...?
He can see Toonka, Litana, Witira, Archie, and almost all of his allies that participated in the war.
Worse of all, they all turned into their bodies when they were five years old, but their strength is still the same.
Can they all fit in the Super Rock Villa?
"Young Master-nim," Witira greeted him and the others followed.
"My friend! You look very adorable!" Toonka said and laughed afterwards, his voice still harsh even in his kid body.
"Dongsaeng... what did you do again?" Alberu who is now five years old, spoke in a stressful tone.
"This is a miracle created by our God Cale-nim!" Clopeh knelt down and clasped his hands together to make a prayer.
"Wait... why am I alive again?" The dragon half-blood gazed at his small hands before hastily grabbing his cheeks and rubbing them together to see whether he was still alive.
"I'm... I'm little again..." They all turned around to gaze at the young Mary with the twins alongside her when they heard a GPS voice speak to them.
"It's okay, we're small too," Hannah reassured the little girl.
Their bodies may have changed into those of a five-year-old, but their appearance has not changed; the effects of the dead mana remained on their skin.
Suddenly, a dark aura shot up into the sky, and an adult Choi Han can be seen fighting with the enemy.
"It appears that our counterparts have arrived," Cale said, staring at the grownup Choi Han with a blank expression, trying not to shudder internally. It wasn't any ordinary grownup Choi Han; it was the original protagonist from The Birth of a Hero.
"Human, our tiny Choi Han appears to be stronger than the adult Choi Han!"
Little Choi Han nodded in agreement.
"Let's concentrate on getting rid of those first, and then we'll talk about it afterwards," Cale said, his voice exhausted.
"Cale-nim, since I'm not your enemy anymore, may I be called Not-Enemy-Clopeh?" Clopeh asked as he saw his counterpart exchange blows with the black swordmaster.
"Then I'll be nicknamed Stronger Choi Han," Little Choi Han remarked, playing with the hilt of his enormous sword.
"Human, that sounds a good idea! I want to be called Stronger Raon Miru!"
"Let's all add Stronger to our names!"
Cale sighed as he reflected on his life choices. He should've thoroughly examined the ancient book or had the golden dragon examine it first to see if there was anything suspicious about it.
He reluctantly nodded in response to the black dragon's request.
"Then I'll call myself Better Ron Molan," the old guy remarked, a benign smile on his face as his gaze is drawn to his counterpart who isn't standing next to the redhead's counterpart. His responsibility is to ensure the safety of his young master, but he can see that the other Cale is separated from them.
"Can I be named Not-Enemy—" the dragon half-blood paused, remembering he had no name as of yet, and Sheritt noticed.
She had already forgiven him in the past, so he might be able to live peacefully this time. "Would you like a name after this?"
The dragon half-blood glanced up at her, his eyes filled with shame and guilt as he slowly nodded, "I would like to have one."
Sheritt gave a small smile and patted the child on the head.
Cale was unconcerned about his surroundings as he lifted his palm to activate his indestructible shield to keep the wyverns out. The sight of his chubby hands made him want to shout at the ancient book and tear it apart, but he decided to suppress his emotions.
The dragons behind him decided to do the same, and a chorus of voices saying 'what the fuck!' can be heard in the background.
Right now, almost all of them are five years old, but despite their age, they can still kick ass!
"Let's deal with them first," Cale spoke and the others understood what to do.
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The soldiers choked on their spit as a swarm of children emerged on the scene, one of them even managed to hurl the wyvern to the ground and place it in a chokehold!
"Wait a minute, the wyverns can't get in! The sky is covered in a shield!" One of the soldiers yelled, and the citizens who had been shivering in fright began to calm down when they realized the wyverns couldn't get in.
Their gazes were drawn to the beautiful tiny child with red hair. His hands are radiating a silver light, just like the shield that was shielding them.
"We... we have been protected by a child!" one of the citizens gasped in shock.
"He looks like the trash young master's little brother!"
Cale rolled his eyes, glancing at his hyung-nim, who appeared to be deep in contemplation.
"Hm... a Gatling gun should suffice," Stronger Alberu whispered to himself, oblivious to the fact that their counterparts are discreetly gawking at them behind them. He transformed his Taerang into a Gatling gun and started shooting the wyverns like a boss.
Heh, he will live up to his name as Stronger Alberu Crossman!
The wyverns in the sky started falling down one by one as they were hit with bullets.
The image of a five-year-old youngster wielding a large unknown weapon sent shivers down the citizens' spines.
The Crown Prince, who was watching the current situation on a magic device in his office, looked at the screen with wide eyes. The child on the screen resembled him when he was still a child. Does he have another sibling he isn't aware of!? Furthermore, what is that child doing on such a dangerous battlefield!?
And why is he wielding a white spear!?
Curiosity, he decided to check it out for himself.
"Why are there children on the battlefield!?" Rosalyn shouted, her hands still in the air, attempting to inflict damage on the wyverns.
What the hell is going on? Did the king finally make the decision to send youngsters to the battlefield? They may be short on allies, but he can't just send children into war!
"Because we are strong," Stronger Rosalyn rolled her eyes and responded calmly as she used her mana to blast a large beam to one of the wyverns.
"Wait... who are you!? Why do you look so much like me...? " Rosalyn asked the little girl, to which she received the silent treatment.
The little girl is so skilled at utilizing mana that she begins to believe she is only dreaming. The child is more powerful than she is!
Meanwhile, Stronger Choi Han took control of several of the wyverns and launched them like a rocket towards Enemy Clopeh Sekka, who was riding a wyvern.
"What the... why the hell is a kid riding a wyvern!?" Enemy Clopeh Sekka exclaimed in surprise, staring at the tiny and stronger Choi Han who was manipulating the wyverns and causing them to clash with each other, sending them crashing into Enemy Clopeh Sekka.
"Hahaha! Cale-nim's name will be known all over the world!" Not Enemy Clopeh laughed and screamed hysterically as he jumped on his counterpart and punched him in the face, causing the Enemy Clopeh to come crashing down.
"Praise Cale-nim! Love Cale-nim! Have kids with Ca—" Not Enemy Clopeh suddenly stopped speaking when a fiery rose-gold thunderbolt suddenly struck him down.
"What the fuck... is the Roan Kingdom forcing children to go into battle!?" Enemy Clopeh shrieked as he fell to the ground. The adult and child black swordmasters glared down at him menacingly and ran towards him at an inhumane speed.
In the eyes of the enemies, specifically the bear tribe, a bunch of five-year-olds are approaching them at a fast pace. They almost laughed, thinking it was a joke. But when one of their members got punched, causing them to fly towards the ends of the world and who knows where, they gulped.
Roan Kingdom's secret ultimate weapon... a bunch of strong five-year-olds...?
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[A/N:
Chaos! Destruction! Death!
No Thoughts, Head Empty.
And please give our baby dragon half-blood a name.
Not proofread, there may be some missing words]