The Hero’s Brother Is Bound To Be Depressed

1 – Synchronization

The moment I realized that I was possessed by a novel I wrote. An excruciating pain set in, and an unfamiliar message appeared in front of my eyes.

It’s hard to accept that I was possessed by a novel. It felt like my brain instinctively refused to accept the appearance of the status window floating in front of my eyes.

It felt like my head was torn apart by a sense of heterogeneity as if I was in a VR game, not reality.

「Synchronizing…… 60% Complete」

The reason why the status window appears in this novel is not to give special meaning to the main character, but simply to eat up the quantity.

Sometimes the minimum number of characters is not enough. ‘How much you have grown. Shall we check it?’ And naturally increase the number of characters.

Looking at the rising synchronization level, I thought about why I was possessed by my novel.

The cliche of possessing a book is that a reader who is angry at the writer’s nonsense writes a comment after being angry.

It’s not like I’ve been writing novels all year round, I’ve been drawing plenty of heroine illustrations. Why did I, who received a lot of support from readers, become possessed?

A series of warriors published belatedly. [The hero’s harem has no choice but to win] Shortly, ‘Yong Hari’ is getting more popular. I was puzzled that he had possessed a completed novel, not an authentic fantasy or martial arts novel that he had been doing throughout the year, only promising to finish the novel he was serializing later.

Even as a last memory, all I did was fall asleep after talking to you while drawing illustrations to celebrate the completion of Yonghari….

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No matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out why I possessed the novel. ‘Ross’, who is not even the main character, but an expendable item.

「Synchronizing…… 100% Completed” —–

「Loss Synchronization Complete」

[ Ross ]

Age: 20

[Abilities]

Muscle 1.4

Endurance 1.3

Quickness 2.1

Stamina 1.7

mana 1.2

Innate Ability

Luck 1

Charm 2

Intelligence 8.3

[Talent – X]

[Personality]

◇ Nervous breakdown

◇Sense of defeat

[Power]

◆ Check ‘Yonghari’ setting book

– Start language Yonghari

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After carefully checking the status window, I fell into despair and could only sigh naturally.

Ability and luck that can’t get out of the ordinary 1. Charm 2 shows how mediocre talent ‘Ross’ has. It seemed to tell me whether it was a lump of inferiority complex with no luck.

He didn’t even have any talent, and he had two penalties for his personality: nervous breakdown and sense of inferiority.

This is probably because he realized that he could not defeat his brother, a warrior, no matter what he did, thanks to his intelligence of 8.3, Which is relatively high compared to other stats.

If his intelligence was as low as the others, he would have at least accepted it. Thanks to his high intelligence, he realized the gap between himself and his older brother early on, and understanding the feelings of his parents who compared him with his older brother from an early age became poison.

Because it was set up that Ross was always compared and covered by that halo. In the first place, even the name was derived from loss, which means loss or failure.

It was a natural result that a sense of inferiority and defeat became a personality.

Above all, the most important thing right now. The memory of Ross is not in my head at all.

Even if the memory of Jin Xian, who was a writer, remains intact. Not a single memory of Ross remained.

Should I act like I lost my memory? I sighed and looked around Ross’s room, where I found a diary stuck between the books.

Judging from the size, it seemed to be used to remember special events rather than a daily diary.

I opened the diary out of curiosity and not long after that, I let out a deep sigh and read the contents of the diary to the end with a heavy heart.

Parents’ discrimination, a childhood friend who used to have a crush on him confessed that he likes his older brother. The villagers naturally compare themselves with his older brother and praise him.

I’d rather dream of revenge if my older brother had a bad personality or if he bullied me. It was a diary in which he felt a sense of extreme defeat at the fact that in the name of his family, he even allowed himself, who had no ability, to enter the academy as a special exception.

When I’m looking at my diary, feeling stuffy as if my chest is being pressed by something. Someone entered the room.

“Ross, wake up and eat.”

The person who entered without knocking was a middle-aged man with a beard.

Assuming his age, wouldn’t he be Ross’s father?

“How old are you? Do I even have to tell you to eat?”

Speaking in a cold voice and looking around the room, the father left the room. When I left Ross’ diary in place and went outside, the savory smell filled the house.

Let’s sit down in an empty chair. The woman who appeared to be her mother raised her large pot onto her table, scooped the stew with her ladle and poured it into her father’s bowl.

Filling her own bowl and her mine with her stew, her mother poured a ladle into her pot and opened her mouth.

“Didn’t you forget to enter Transcendence Academy in three days?”

As if she didn’t want an answer, her mother went on with her.

“Thanks to my brother, I’m going to enter the school on a special basis. Never get into trouble, and don’t fight with other academy students. Most of them are nobles.”

“Yes, because hyung worked hard for you. Say thank you when you meet him, and ask him to help you because he lacks a lot.”

“As you know, your older brother is exceptional. Only when your brother goes well can we get out of the common people and become nobles, and we can get a good house. So, when you enter the academy, you have to do whatever your brother tells you to do.”

The more I listened to what my parents said, the more the pressure in my chest grew.

Is it the effect of a nervous breakdown? His hand holding his spoon trembled against his will and spat out his contents back into the bowl.

Fortunately, Ross wasn’t a talkative person. Unsuspecting that he was looking at the bowl of stew in silence, his parents began to eat.

Eating stew. I felt like I was going to get sick of the sparse nagging of my parents, so I put down my spoon and ran into the room.

“Huh….”

A rough breath came out. Is the influence of personality that big? Feeling the pressure on her chest, he sat on the edge of the bed and cleared his mind.

My father suddenly entered the room, and a power I hadn’t confirmed before came to mind.

“Yongha-ri.”

As I said that, letters appeared in the air. The settings written down while writing the novel and the things the readers organized were tightly written.

Roth’s admission to the academy took place a year after the original story. Originally, he didn’t have the skills to enter the academy, so he had to take one of the rice cakes thrown in order to live a little better.

Looking around the set collection. He found something that even the current country could obtain without risking their lives.

Originally, it’s an ancient magic book related to the space that one of the heroines of the warriors’ party gets for quick development, but even without it, there’s no big problem with the story progress, so I decided to bring it.

He walked out of the room carrying a bag that seemed to have been packed beforehand to enter the academy. Her mother, who was cleaning her table, looked at me and gave me a puzzled look.

“Where are you going? The entrance ceremony is in three days?”

I answered while suppressing unknown emotions at the sight of her mother making a pitiful expression while looking at me.

“I might be late for the entrance ceremony, so let’s start now.”

At that, she wondered if her mother thought it was a good idea. She nodded and pulled a gold coin from her pocket.

“This is the money my brother gave me. Save it while you go to the academy.”

Is he still taking care of me as a child? Feeling bitter, she took the gold coin and left the house.

Didn’t say goodbye to her father, but she didn’t feel the need to. Even if they were Ross’s parents, they were strangers I couldn’t even remember.

Checking the map with the directions to the academy, I walked towards the town of Destin, which was slightly off the route.

A single gold coin was not enough for her to use a horse or carriage. She spent two days homeless and let’s hit the road. We were finally able to reach Destin Village.

I was tired and hungry, so I went straight to the inn in Destin Village.

She paid one gold coin for lodging and food, and received fifty silver coins in return. Simple eggs and ham. I ate food sprinkled with an unknown sauce and immediately buried myself on the stained and smelly bed.

I fell into such a deep sleep that the sheets were covered in saliva. Even in the military, I had never slept on the street, so last night I couldn’t sleep deeply due to the hard floor and the sound of wild animals, and I was tired from tossing and turning for a while.

When I opened my eyes, time had passed so much that I did not know how much I had slept. Looking out the window, I arrived at the village in the morning, but it was already night. I hurriedly packed my things and went outside. I’ve already consumed 2 out of 3 days.

I took a torch from the village entrance and went up the mountain. The magic book created by the ancient magician ‘Patulga’ pouring out his essence is revealed to the world as a villager accidentally discovering a cave while collecting herbs. The setting was that Patulga’s magic book would go into the heroine’s hands through an auction.

In exchange for 10 silver coins from the innkeeper, I figured out the location of the nearby mountain where the herbalists go. I grabbed a torch and wandered along the mountain path made by the herbalists in search of a cave.

I searched for places where there might be caves, but I couldn’t find them until morning. The nape of my neck was sticky from sweat from the mountain ride.

I went around the mountain and even marked the trees with a small knife, but I couldn’t find the cave until I reached the top.

Should I give up today and participate in the academy entrance ceremony? When you think about it When I looked down from the top, I could see the terrain that was not visible from below.

I wondered if I was mistaken, so I hurriedly went downstairs to check the trees around me, but there seemed to be no marks left. It was a place that could not be confirmed because the topography did not look like a basin because of the trees below.

Looking around with a pounding heart, I soon found a hole the size of my head.

Let’s kick the hole. The soil that had flowed down and hardened due to the rain collapsed, revealing the entrance to the cave.

I threw the luggage I was carrying at the entrance and entered the dark cave with the torch that had been burning until now.

After entering the cave for a long time, which felt more like a crypt dug by an animal than a cave, a space was found that was the only one that the tree roots that tightly wrapped around the walls of the cave could not access.

I noticed a brown leather magic book sitting on a rock that I wondered if someone had accidentally left it there.

Even after a long time has passed, the spell book has not rotted or molded. It was emitting magic power and blocking the access of tree roots.

Let’s pick up the magic book with a trembling heart. A message floated in front of my eyes with a thrilling feeling at the tip of my hand.

―[Patulga’s Magic Book]―

◆Artifacts

– This is a magic book created by the ancient great wizard Patulga based on his enlightenment and experience.

◇Space Magic

– Current understanding 0%

◇The magic book has been included in the Space Warehouse – Start Language Space Warehouse

The role of the heroine as a porter was reduced, so along with teleport, the inventory that can only be seen in games was put in the name of a space warehouse for convenience.

Because of this, the warrior party eats delicious meals every day, even on the journey to the Devil’s Castle. I was able to enjoy comfortable sleeping and sleeping.

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Now it’s impossible because of me, but…. Because that’s not my case

A normal me walking for two days. I thought hard about how to survive in the academy where the talents of the continent gathered.

If you know the information about the future and use the set-up book that contains even the smallest tidbits that you can’t remember, wouldn’t it be something?

Let’s organize what you can get and what you have to give up. A plausible plan came to mind.

With space magic in my hands, my plan was almost a success.

Without time to feel joy, I felt impatience at the thought of running out of time.

I got out of the cave, put the luggage and magic books I had thrown on the floor comfortably into the space storage, and hurriedly descended from the mountain to attend the entrance ceremony on time.