Just as Cale promised Billos to destroy the merchant guild, a sudden bright light covered his eyes. When Cale open his eyes, he could see all of his allies whom he fought together with in the White War in a large room which oddly looks similiar to a theater in Kim Rok Soo's life. 'Just as the Sealed God problem is done, another one came..' Cale covered his face with his hands thinking when could he get his slacker life.

>[[COMPLETED]]< Everything comes with a price. That is the basic knowledge in the world. Years after the war, the redhead had finally reached his dream of slacking off. Yet he did not know it will come to this. Former Commander Cale Henituse is dying, and everyone realized it too late.

The god of despair laments the loss of his toy and Cale's despair will be his compensation. Cale is sent to other version of the birth of a hero where nothing will be the same as the first time, however, Cale decides to ensure that the sealed god does not get what he wants, but it will not be easy Work by: Yuabel

og cale gets hit on by just all the royals and its a whole thing. someone help him endgame ship is currently undecided takes place in a world without white star and hunters. PLEASE NOTE: This story is about ORIGINAL Cale Henituse, not Kim Roksu. They are different characters with separate characterizations. For those who might not know, original Cale is the one who had the body BEFORE Kim Roksu transmigrated. He's the one who earned himself the reputation as a trash/lout. He is NOT Kim Roksu. I really don't understand why I'm still getting comments that conflate Kim Roksu and original Cale Henituse. It's in the title, the tags, the summary, and they're even separate characters inside of the fic itself. I could not be clearer. Please stop leaving comments that conflate krs!Cale and og!Cale, it's deeply discouraging for me and it makes me want to stop writing this story.

Where Roksoo is a fairy. OGCale x Roksoo This is a fanfiction of Trash of the count's family.

"You don't need less and only me. I'm the only one you must love. Therefore, all you have to do is to stay by my side and love me." [OG! Cale Henituse × Fem! Roksoo]

This fanfic contain their happy moments and peace days❤️❤️. Maybe there will be a little bit of angst but overall it will full of fluffiness. Hoping that days like these will come in the original novel😭😭 i really hope them especially Cale got his rest. Anyway, hope you guys enjoy my fanfic. Oh yeah, just in case someone doesn't know. The original novel title is 'Trash of the Count's Family'. Enjoy~

The war is over, the White Star (Radish) is dead for good, and the God of Despair has been resealed, but Cale's ever so elusive Slacker Life is still out of reach with the looming threat of the Hunters. The God of Death, knowing that he is at least partially responsible for the chaos that has been Cale's life so far, decides to give him a gift (besides the ones he already originally planned to give him), the gift of truth. Not for Cale, but for those he cares for. He will take the burden of secrets from Cale's shoulders, if only to lighten the heavy load he tries to carry on his own. Or Cale's loved ones, friends, and allies across multiple worlds are summoned to read his story (legend). Trash of the Count's Family is not mine and all credit for the original novel go to its wonderful author, Yoo Ryeo Han. Credit for the novel translation I am using goes to the wonderful translators of the EAP website. I will write the character names like this so you can tell them apart: Earth 1- Name Earth 2- Name* TBoaH- Name* Indignity Test- Name^ TCF- Name Timelines for the different worlds involved are: Earth 1 (group 1)- a few months after the original Kim Rok Soo and original Cale swapped Earth 2 (group 2)- shortly after the cintamani stopped working TBoaH (group 3)- a little more than a year before the start of the war Indignity Test (group 4)- a few months after Cale left that world TCF (group 5)- right after Cale got slapped by the God of Death's book

Shang... A bright light covers the whole world, leaving only few of those who are chosen to be transported somewhere in the universe. A room looks like a cinema from the Earth. Red chairs, a big black screen, and a podium. But oddly enough, there is someone on top of the podium. Two infact. Red hairs flutters even without wind or what they thought couldn't been since they can't feel any, lazy eyes staring into the oblivion. . . . A reaction series which I update everyday except Sunday. Stay tuned!