Trash of the Count's Family

TCF S6-1

Journal Entry #1

I became a god.

Specifically, I became the God of Death.

This is crazy.

Someone like me is a god?

The God of Death was climbing a mountain.

“This place is desolate every time I come.”

Crunch.

He stepped on a black bundle under his foot which turned into ash and scattered into the air.

The god stopped walking for a moment and looked around.

“…….”

Black ground.

The ground was cracked as if there had been a drought and only a red liquid was flowing where a river used to be in the future. Only the black boulders were maintaining their shapes.

“The only things here are rocks.”

The dried trees were all black regardless of their heights and there were no grass or wildflowers around them.

Furthermore, the sky was the color of ash and did not even allow the tiniest amount of sunlight to reach the ground.

“Tsk.”

The God of Death clicked his tongue and continued walking to the top of the mountain to meet the owner of this land.

“Hey!”

He shouted toward the small temple on top of the mountain.

Actually, it was just a shabby little hut rather than a temple.

“Hey Shield dude!”

One of the two people on a bench in the yard outside the hut turned his head and scowled after seeing the God of Death.

“That stupid bastard! I told him not to call me like that!”

"Why are you getting angry? Are you the shield dude? The person he is talking about is calm so why are you throwing a fit? Are you petty as well since you're a cheapskate? And how dare you call a god a stupid bastard? Look at this punk constantly crossing the line.”

“Ow!”

The person shouting at the God of Death could not hold back his anger and clenched his hair with both hands.

His long rose gold hair fluttered like burning fire in the air.

The God of Death snorted at this and sat down on one side of the bench.

“You’re here?”

The other person of the two greeted the God of Death with a gruff expression on his face. He then turned his gaze and silently wiped a rock shield that was so old that it was cracked.

“Hey Shield dude.”

“What?”

“Your disciple crossed over another mountain.”

“...Ahem.”

“You smiled right now, didn’t you? Didn’t you?”

The corners of the gruff man’s mouth slightly twitched and the God of Death did not miss it. The corners of the man with the long rose gold hair’s lips also twitched but the God of Death paid him no attention.

He seemed to be teasing the man wiping the rock shield as he asked.

“Does it make you happy? But it seems like you already knew about it. Were you watching everything despite pretending not to care? Hmm?”

The God of Death became entertained seeing the extremely gruff man show a reaction that he continued talking.

“Oh, God of Death.”

The man put the shield down at that moment.

The God of Death flinched and stopped talking.

“...Did I tease you a bit too much?”

He warily peeked at the man as he asked. It was because it would cause quite the headache if this man in front of him became angry.

However, the man did not answer the God of Death's question. He said something else instead.

“Oh God of Death, please take good care of Jung Gun.”

The expression disappeared from the God of Death’s face.

"Cage as well.”

The God of Death then sighed after hearing the second name. He then shrugged his shoulders in an exaggerated manner.

can do about that punk Jung Gun. They don’t look like it, but the kiddos from the

as you

“...Of course!”

God of Death admitted

not as stubborn as

an unhappy expression

punk Cage's personality is getting worse and worse! I mean I know it was

are you going to turn away

God of Death’s exaggerated shrugs stopped and his shoulders slumped down to

was a short moment of silence before the God of Death looked at the

“Oh God of Protection.”

again to the man wiping

away? You know very well

shield did not respond at all. However, the God of

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

the God of Death's face. He spoke

gods were not

“Is it hard?”

wouldn't be

for a moment before

desensitized but it's

“What isn’t?”

sacrificing a few for the greater

you brought that child

“...Kim Rok Soo?”

“Yes.”

“...I can't deny that.”

up

"Are you leaving?”

“Yes.”

“Goodbye.”

looking at him. The God of Death also

are you

“Hey idiot.”

the rose gold colored hair

“What?”

man scratched at his rose gold colored hair and walked up to the God of

so come if you get frustrated. I

Death shook his head side to side as he

He’s always like this even when I'm trying to be

an extremely annoyed voice behind his back but he ignored

he then heard a voice he could not

of Protection. He heard his

not in his

Single-lifers are born

plates can always get

earn a qualification

is only one way for

- Sacrifice.

Forcing countless sacrifices or committing countless

Either taking away numerous lives or protecting

body breaks multiple times in the

Their plate will get

of Death chuckled and

“Like you?”

was still

voice as sturdy as a

- Like you.

“Pffft.”

of Death started walking. He then mumbled quietly but loud enough for

the line.

Do not get involved

“Okay, okay.”

God of Death almost stomped

on messing with Kim Rok Soo anymore. Other than maybe to help

out a short

“Let’s just go home.”

* * *

dark house

looked at the bookshelves filling his

landed

Shhh.

decided to start including Kim Rok Soo from Earth 2 to my list of observation

couch and started reading through his

Journal entry #XXXX

including Kim Rok Soo from Earth 2

Rok Soo was born

has quite a terrible fate in

by that reincarnator who calls himself the second

Tsk.

Soo's parents were lonely people

other and create a family to earn their own little happiness,

Rok Soo will

into the house of those fortune telling punks to look into Kim Rok Soo's future at some

what a poor

Jung Gun to inspect

that that bastard won’t listen

waved

books from the mountain of books filling the bookshelves floated up and opened

journals he

from the books and showed the records in

Journal entry #XXXX

Han is still idling away in the Forest of