[Time Traveller Cale] In a world where peace was only provided for a brief moment following the death of the White Star. Cale Henituse, 30 years old and one of the only people left in their world after defending the Roan Empire with his newfound family against the hunters and demonic race. With all of it gone like dust and no one to live for, the God of Death sends him back from the beginning where he will find comfort and solace. With one final attempt to achieve his eternal peace, he sets out to fix everything. or TBOAH attaching themselves to the side of the mysterious Cale who's tired and wants to rest for eternity. Warning: Mentions of trauma & depression. + an extremely exhausted and distant Cale

------ Un día normal se rompe cuando los héroes de El Nacimiento de un Héroe encuentran una historia imposible en una habitación rara por el dios de la muerte: Trash of the Count's Family. Entre risas, asombro, traumas y teorías, empiezan a ver cómo "la basura del conde" se convierte en el verdadero héroe... mientras ellos solo miran. Bienvenidos al caos emocional de ver a Cale Henituse hacerlo todo mejor.

Cale was suddenly transported into a strange place after being swallowed by a bright light. He opened his eyes and what he saw was... 'A cinema...?' *** This is a TCF Fanfiction story wherein Cale and his subordinates got transported into a strange place. "I am called 'The Reader' and is named Lectrice Caises." *** DISCLAIMER: I do not own Trash of the count's family and it belongs to its rightful owner, Yoo Ryeo Han-nim.

It's been so long since he last associated with the instrument. It's certainly has been quite a while since last played some melodies ever since the apocalypse of his previous world. Well, this is simply the 3 times Cale Henituse was recorded to play the grand piano for his dearests... And 3 times his children responded to his feelings. ---Prequel to [Selfish]

so this is my au.That means there can be a lot of different form things.Tboah characters will react to original Cale. There will be a lot of differences. Also the ship is AlbeCale~ Enjoy the story.

¿Hm? ¿Pensé que tu especie se había extinguido? -Disculpa. -Ya que finges no saberlo, te seguiré la corriente... ¿Qué trucos? ¿De qué demonios habla? 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 La historia no me pertenece, solo la traduzco. ¡Por favor disfrútelo! 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊 🦊🐾🍁🐾🦊

Unknown beings had entered their slumber since the day of the first conflict between the Divine race and the Demonic race ended, but an unusual shift in time brought due to the interference of the gods had disturbed their sleep. The situation had a strong influence on a certain redhead who 'accidentally' returned to the past and encountering people he didn't expect to meet in this life. ⚠️ - English is not my first language. Disclaimer: [All Rights belong to Yoo Ryeo Han and to the owner of the cover picture.]

The Plaza was in chaos, because apparently some guy started dropping bombs everywhere while being on top of a clock tower, this day was supposed to be the kings birthday at the plaza of glory but seeing the things happening it's not so glory after all. At the same time a being was bored and depressed that his child does not pay attention to him anymore, and he does not even curse at him anymore that lead him to a mood and dumbly thought of something he was going to do. The Annoying and Dumb being decided to break a couple of laws just to entertain his sad and bored self, By disturbing a certain dimension and kidnapping his "other" child. "In exchange for Information Entertain me!"──GOD OF DEATH

Una historia de guerra, amor, reencarnación y redención. Él fue Odiseo, Cale Henituse, Kim Rok Soo. Ella fue Penélope, Penélope Eckart, Siyeon Cha. Ahora son Neria y Cale. Dos almas marcadas por siglos de lucha. Unidos por el amor. Separados por la historia. En un mundo donde los dioses aún observan y los recuerdos duelen más que las heridas, ¿podrán reencontrarse antes de que la guerra los devore una vez más?

What if there's no Kim Rok Soo? It's a story of the Trash Og!Cale who can see a glimpse of the future. Heavy cold air left Cale's quivering lips as he spit the blood left on his mouth. He looked far behind him where the bloody Basen was being healed by a priest. Cale pulled out the sword he stabbed on the blood crazy mage's throat. Red liquid splattered on the ice trapping the mage's body, and then giant Silver shield protecting everyone from the bombs started to disappear like a spec of dust. Everyone was too speechless and scared to move. The trash, Cale Henituse was covered in blood as red as his hair, and his eyes were shining like a crimson fire. The sight was terrifyingly beautiful. Choi Han gulped.