Raonmiru Stories

I was reading the novel Trash of Count's Family and updated myself to the latest chapter and I went to sleep then suddenly I became a dragon when I woke up. I suck at description.

Cale suddenly remembered a certain dialogue when he was fighting with the White Star back then. "...You are someone who has received the will of a God." Now that he had thought about it, he could only feel a hollow laugh coming from him at the irony of that. When he heard that for the first time, it was nonsense spouting from the White Star and he loathed that idea itself. And now it came back to smack him from behind. 'What's the use of being a messenger of a God when I'm also a God itself?' 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐚. 𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡 𝐟𝐮𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐈'𝐦 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭. 𝐎𝐫 𝐛𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲, 𝐢𝐟 𝐈 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞.

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). Spoiler warning for the novel through the end of part one (not all chapters will be included in this version, but Cale likes to info bomb people, so spoilers are possible for the entire thing). There are several chapters before the reactions start. This is the speed run version that will only cover portions of the novel instead of the entire novel chapter by chapter like my original version does.

just a few stories about Cale mostly. requests are allowed, just i do have boundaries and can't do them all. all right thank you. okay, so here's like the ao3 version of like tagging: * Sometimes there's shipping, its mostly from requests. * There's a lot of angst stuff. Like suicide, blood, alcohol, smoking, abuse and more. * I am bad at trigger warnings. I've got like. one or two. * There is also crack. * There's a bit of everything. * Shit writing, okay writing, anything.

What? Red hair almost the shade of blood and green emerald reptilian eyes that gazes sharply full of confidence and arrogance. Where? A sighting of a red dragon has been recently discovered in the western continent. A young man from earth 4 where extraterrestrial and modern life had been established dead due to his laboratory exploding. Now, reborn in the novel "Trash of the Count's Family" as the red dragon also known as the dragon lord's son and Raon's sibling and an adoptive father of an unknown character who took him in. What chaos and problem will the dragon cause Cale and his party once he joins the misunderstandings and the misunderstood?

It has been over 700 hundred years since the war ended. Roan Kingdom changed into Roan Empire being the strongest empire in the world and the sole empire in the western continent. The world now is in peace. But slowly and slowly many started to believe that the rumors about the heroes were overly exaggerated. They believe it was more of a baseless rumor then the actual thing. So what if they get to react to the heroes especially the commander that did all of these crazy things? [ First of all , this story is not mine. Credit goes to the original writer. Only the story line belongs to me. Second of all , english is not my first language so please remind and help me in this journey of writing. And lastly, it is not a reaction video well it is but they don't react to war and stuff . They react to the world after the war which is not in the original novel. So they will be reacting to my imaginary peaceful life where Cale finally got his slacker life or so I hope. ]

"They say red is the color of fate. Would you like to hear a song?"

my art with a little story behind it

Being Cale Henituse maid wasn't bad at all because he has . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . MONEY ✨ Jaziel Winterberk a maid that all wanted was money. What will she do when she found out that Kim Rok-Soo entered her Young Master Body?

Two months. The God of Death's divine voice rang in the abyss-like space, holding up two fingers. Cale's eyes widened where he sat across from him. It had been roughly a few weeks or so since the White Star was defeated and the despair-crazed god was resealed. Cale thought he'd be done after that, and for a while, he was right, despite all the commotion about him being the ultimate hero- which was total nonsense in his opinion- but then the God of Death suddenly contacted him. You have two months or so left. He told him he was going to die. Or: Cale is sick and can't do anything about it. He doesn't tell his family. Well, he's got two months to slack, so he may as well make the most of it. ~~~~ Crossposted from AO3 under the username Record_Keeper (AzurestSky). This is a Trash of The Count's Family fanfiction. The setting and characters do not belong to me but to the author Yoo Reo Han.

tcf x fem!reader ー Where in Cale and the gang encounters a mischievous unknown being. Would that person be a friend or a foe? ______________________________ trash of the count's family fanfic date started: Jul/10/23 date ended: --

Hong had a nightmare so the children ask Cale to sing them a lullaby. Songfic. The art is not mine, the credit belongs to the owner.

==================================== "ꜱᴛᴏᴩ ꜱᴩᴀᴄɪɴɢ ᴏᴜᴛ, yᴏᴜ ʟᴏᴏᴋ ꜱᴛᴜᴩɪᴅ." ==================================== "ᴀɪɢᴏᴏ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅɪᴅ ɪ ᴅᴏ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴇʀᴠᴇ ᴛʜɪꜱ..." ==================================== Tcf reaction fic Characters Tboah: tboah/name Tcf: Tcf/name Possible guests Earth1 Earth2 SGT !!No ships, just bromance.!!

Kim Rok Soo dies and reincarnates in the world of 'the Birth of a Hero' without his memories after dying while shielding Lee Soo Hyuk and Choi Jung Soo from a monster. Little Rok Soo grows up being tortured alongside the black dragon, his newly dubbed hyung. How will they escape the dungeon created by Marquis Stan, finding fragments of Rok Soo's memories--and perhaps a new family along the way? or two traumatized children go find parental figures , loot people, and wreak havoc on the two continents. -This is my first fic, so don't bully me too much y'all! - This fanfic is inspired by Looting as a family activity by Kimera20 on ao3. I didn't know what picture to edit for the cover so- It's cute, though? You can visualize the cat as the reincarnated Rok Soo. ^_^ This is just a fanfic. The original novel is called Lout of Count's Family.

Raon wakes up from a nightmare, and is seen by Cale. He makes Raon some hot chocolate, something Og!Cale used to do for Basen under a disguise. (Cover made by me)

White star was defeated Peace and serenity has arrived the western and eastern continental with cheerily. The weariness of the long war turned to joy. Finally, they can get their revenge. They no longer need to run away in fear like cowardly mice anymore. In the final battle, every creature has become alliance in wars. Many people injured but no one retreat. Thanks to everyone's patience makes everything went well. But.. While they're celebrating with joy, something unconsciously inserted into their minds. It slowly lost like dust in the air, and soon disappeared with the wind. No one noticed. No one expected. The happy moment was playing its song slowly. While someone was feeling like their heart was being squeezed to a slowy death. The story changed from original. As he unable to change it, the story was playing through its self little by little. Note: I'm not original author of this fic. I just translate this fic into English. And this fic has only three chapters, I don't know if there will be more in the future. And my grammar is bad so i'm apologies for who read and confused the grammar 😞 The original novel : https://www.readawrite.com/c/ff8bcbe24293512a47f77b4c1a9c9bef It was thai language if you can read thai i recommended you to read this

"Every person has the power to change their fate if they are brave enough to fight for what they desire more than anything," they say. Lies. They fought for what they wanted, but they were still in despair. They were so naïve... naïve to hope that everything will be okay in the end. After all, the person who lives by hope will die by despair. Will they be able to change their predetermined future, or will hell break loose? If you knew that hope and despair were paths to the same destination, which would you choose?

No matter what... Even if he was rolling in a pile of dog shit... Even if the pain brought by life was hateful... Even if he was filled with nothing but despair... Faced with death, it meant nothing. He would endure. Being alive is best. Such was the unofficial motto of his life. An immutable fact engraved upon his soul. No matter the flowery language which disguised the desperation. Kim Rok Soo had decided long ago. He would not be the main character of a story. Not only did he lack the desired strength to fight the world, good people always drew the bad end off the stick. There was no reason for him, who had discovered very early in life he was unlovable, to force himself to be what he was not. Being loved, cared for, happy. It was all meaningless in the face of death, not to mention survival. And in the name of survival, Kim Rok Soo would use whatever means required of him. Surviving the longest he could. What he wanted didn't matter, not even the peace he so desired. As the clock struck twelve, Kim Rok Soo made a deal with a devil. "Free the yearning of your soul." "Isn't that too easy?" It was a questionable deal. Far too broad for the specific outcome the Devil desired. Trained eyes honing in on several loopholes to fulfil it without satisfying the devil. Freedom had a multitude of existing definitions. Yet the devil appeared unaware of its foolery. "That is your only task." "I accept." There was nothing to lose. He who had nothing, had little reason to hesitate. A malicious gleam appearing in reddish brown eyes. Should the result be unsatisfactory, he could always just flip everything over. Before him, the silhouette of the devil shivered.

It was a sad dream. You were not there. Rosalyn paused. She brushed her fingers across the short sentences that Cale had written in his exchange diary with Raon. It was simple and genuine. Somehow, as she read the words, she felt sad as well. - cross-posted from ao3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/28803039