Summary: Cale Henituse loves to sleep, a fact known to everyone who has come into contact with him. But they later discovered that Kyle could fall asleep anytime, anywhere without warning. Cale Henituse loves to sleep, a fact known to everyone who has come into contact with him. But they later discovered that Cale could fall asleep anytime, anywhere without warning. ______________ Notes: Popular science: Patients with narcolepsy are mainly characterized by excessive daytime sleepiness and may fall asleep at any time and anywhere without warning. Popular science: Patients with narcolepsy are mainly characterized by excessive daytime sleepiness and may fall asleep at any time and anywhere without warning.

Cale Henituse was thrown into another world for the second time upon clashing with his newfound enemy, The Hunters. With the help of his companions and the gods, will he be able to survive in an apocalyptic world once again? Good thing survival is his specialty. Staying still and not getting hurt, on the other hand... "I have a regeneration ability, I won't die." "Well I can die and get revived, so sit down." ※ In which two idiotic suicidal bastards meet. TCF X ORV CROSSOVER [ Trash of The Count's Family, Omniscient Reader's Viewpoint, Crossover ] [ All rights belong to Yoo Ryeo Han, Sing Shong ] ⚠ This book contains spoilers of ORV ending and TCF part 2 ⚠ ⚠ No ships; only canon side ships from the novel ⚠ cross-posted on ao3 under skyrndipity. ☾ HIATUS DUE TO THE AUTHOR'S HEALTH COMPLICATIONS. ☽

"I greet the future Saint." Cale could see an old man bowing before him respectfully. Without even daring to heed his head up high and take a glance from the Ex-Commander, Cale Henituse, seemingly as though treating him like a God. Cale could feel a headache coming, internally sighing and cursing the God of Death. But none of these were seen in his expressionless and stoic face. Cale would make sure he'd get his Slacker life first and foremost. Without Cale's knowledge, somewhere where the God's lurk... "That motherf*cking God of Death! He keeps pestering the balance of the worlds!" The God of Balance seethes in anger, evident on his face. "To offer a Divine item and an Oracle at the same time! This! This! Is simply unacceptable!" He slams his hands on the table, breaking it in half without much effort. 'I'll beat some sense into that head of yours.' He rises up from his seat and heads to the God of Death's territory. Meanwhile, the TBOAH world, preparing for war, all because of a sudden declaration from the Guardian Knight, Clopeh Sekka from the Paerun Kingdom. Suddenly feeling a sudden force pulling them somewhere, they stand on alert, ready to draw their weapons. But before they were even taken out, they were no match from the unknown force and lost consciousness. Soon after, different kinds of people were summoned on a somewhat large place separating each of them. The different tribes, kingdoms. and most importantly, a few hidden people. It was a seemingly dark place but was doable to make out with some lights around the corner. An unfamiliar place greeted these important figures. But a certain protagonist, who knows this place more than anyone else here. "...A cinema." Choi Han mumbles seemingly looking for reassurance. [This story has been discontinued. The author has moved to ao3!]