Kim Rok Soo opens his eyes as Cale Henituse on the day of his mother's funeral. He knows he must devise a plan to survive the impending war and achieve his dream of becoming a rich slacker. Can he truly navigate the challenges ahead? A visit from the god of death alters everything. With newfound knowledge and a twist of fate, Cale's journey takes an unexpected turn, setting him on a path filled with danger, intrigue, and the possibility of a life beyond his wildest dreams. I don't own the original story Trash of a count family this is simply a fanfic made by a bored fan. This is not canon. No my picture found on Pinterest This is my first time trying to write English is not my first language I'm just a bit bored and what to try something. Please give me some advice if you have but if you're just here to critique on my work then just stop reading I'm just doing this for fun. Also is currently cross posted on Ao3 under the same name.

What if I would tell you that Cale was a very weak person and was doing his best to proof himself that there was a reason to go on? Well it was true, Cale was not in his right mind and sooner or later he would break. Unable to live any further and with his bubble of imagination broken, he couldn't stand the reality anymore. All he wanted was something he could never possess or maybe he was just to blind to see it. Who knows! But Cale for sure had some pent up nightmares which were coming to get him! A/N: Please also feel free to correct my bad writing. Rights on the pictures go to the artist. I do not own totcf, rights to the owner.

"Cale ?" Eruhaben asked worriedly but received no response. Cale wasn't looking at anything just at the wall without moving or speaking. Eruhaben like Alberu and Ron thought that maybe the temple had finally reached Cale and made him... crazy. With everything that had happened in the last few years it wasn't so surprising after all. Without Cale noticing, his pupils turned red, a red that they knew well... that of a certain god. "I think we should go see Sheritt-nim." The ancient dragon suggested it before he even registered his own words. "Hmm, for what reason? I prefer to enjoy the peace now that everything is over." Cale just went back to bed, unaware of how worried the others were. " Hmm ?" They looked back to Cale looking at him this time with fear. He had a dagger in his hand and seeing his expression he himself didn't know how the object had gotten here. Well his expression didn't last long before he turned to Alberu with a wild look. Before they could move or even react Cale was up and and had thrown himself on Alberu.

Everyone rushed towards the border that now separated them from the rain. They were waiting for movement in this area, anything that would tell them Cale was okay. "Why doesn't he come out?" He could hear Lock's voice next to him who was panicking. He didn't answer, he didn't know either. Rosalyn with them didn't say anything but she was stressed too. The minutes passed without anything moving, their anxiety only increased but they could do nothing with the opaque curtain of rain that was falling. Suddenly Choi Han could hear a crying voice in his head. "Choi Han! The human has vanished! I'm sorry ... I'm sorry ... it's my fault. I forgot to put a shield on the Human. I'm not great and mighty ... I'm sorry ...." The voice kept apologizing. Of course he recognized the little black dragon's voice. Now he was really worried. "If Raon cries like that ... Cale-nim really has to ..." Choi Han can't continues his words. He felt his heart dropped. Should I tell Rosalyn? But how about Cale-nim's plan ...?

Kim Rock Soo had just woken up in a place and well almost unknown. The decor that seemed to come from a room reminded him of the descriptions of the fantasy novels he read on earth. His gaze ended up falling on a mirror further in the room, his reflection surprised him. Red hair, pale skin, if his body before was about 30 years old this one was surely not even 20 years old. He touched his face thinking he was dreaming but no he could feel the warm touch of his palm on his cheek. He raised his head towards the white ceiling sighing to his life. The sound of a door suddenly opening slightly made him shudder. A young master about his age with brown hair and glasses entered. "Cale, what are you doing we have planned to go out today ?!" He looked at him confused for a while, the young man remained silent waiting for an answer from him. "Damn it..." His mind had just realized why everything was familiar, the book he'd read, a fantasy novel, before falling asleep last night. The body he was currently using was a secondary character Cale Henituse a minor villain. The novel was full of wars and the young man didn't seem like a good character to survive...

"Are you satisfied?" "If you're really me, you should know that I don't want to die." Cale replied, raising his eyebrow at the robed man. Ghost Cale turned away from him and sat down by the hilltop's edge, hugging his knees. "Yes, we are 'dead' in a sense. But look, we're still here, existing." A pause. "I have to do nothing. It's peaceful, and even if it weren't, I'd still have to do nothing." Cale understood what his future self was implying. "You get to slack," he said simply. "That I do." The ghost Cale finally murmured breathlessly. "That I do..." After a moment, he spoke up again. "You know, doing nothing-or in our case, slacking off-isn't the same as having nothing to do." ~~~ In which, Cale realizes he might die and tries to stop it. Only to realize he'd rather die, because now he knows why.

The God of Death had made a mistake, Kim Rok Soo was supposed to wake up as a 18 year old Cale Henituse, not a freshly kidnapped 15 year old Cale!

[This is a romance novel of the trash of the Counts family the characters are NOT mine and pictures belong to their respectful owners] The Trash of the counts Family never existed A different dimension created. One without wars Or wannabe Gods A story of Original Cale And Adventures Towards his destined One Re writing the present strating from the past Join me as we read how The Angel found its Protector

What if Kim Rok Soo transmigrated into the 12 years old Cale Henituse and possessed his memories? He know the secret that og! Cale's mother hold a wood ancient power, and he also know the reason why og! Cale decided to act like a trash when Violan and Basen come to this house. Kim Rok Soo, no, Cale doesn't feel any guilt when he trasmigrated to this world. It's not like he has someone so dear or precious in Korea anyway. So, that's why he can adapt fast in this called world inside [The Birth of Hero] And Cale decided to enjoy his life here. He know og! Cale's true wishes, therefore he will make Basen the next count and live a peaceful life. ... Or at least that was he planning to do, before he know that fate really didn't allow him to be a slacker. "For God sake please, I just want to rest!" *** A TCF AU about Cale and his siblings cute interaction cuz I need it so much. There's no enough fanfict about them, so I decided to make it myself. *Insert the "fine, I'll do it myself" meme* *** All characters belongs to Yulyeohan *** ©vara_user 2021.

(Dis-continues,Might rewrite it on A03 with same name) It's a Og Cale fanfic about his life at 18 years old until he turned 40 years old & made the deal with God of Dead. ⚠️remake of Second chance⚠️ -There will be NO oc. -I like to post a lot of chapters at once -No ship! I think?? I hope not lol ⚠️Some character personality will be different than Tcf since it's BOAH⚠️ The plots here is KINDA different from Second chance & with better writing. The short chapters have at least 500-3K words,It would be lovely if you could comment <3 There will be SOME canon plots :D ---------------------------