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.

told you there is nothing I can do about that punk Jung Gun. They don’t look like it, but the kiddos from the

stubborn as

“...Of course!”

God of Death admitted

are not as stubborn as

unhappy expression

mean I know it was terrible even when she was young! What

are you going to turn away

stopped and his shoulders slumped down to

moment of silence before the God of Death

“Oh God of Protection.”

again to the man wiping the old

well

at all. However, the God of Death chuckled after

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

of Death's face. He spoke almost

determined that gods were

“Is it hard?”

wouldn't be

a

become desensitized

“What isn’t?”

hate sacrificing a

why you brought that child

“...Kim Rok Soo?”

“Yes.”

“...I can't deny that.”

up from the

"Are you leaving?”

“Yes.”

“Goodbye.”

without even looking at him. The God of Death also did not look at him as he walked out

you

“Hey idiot.”

Death looked at the man with the rose gold colored hair who called him

“What?”

gold colored hair and walked up to the God of Death to

booze here so come if you get frustrated. I can at least give that much to an idiot like

of Death shook his head side to side as he started walking

of a bitch! He’s always like this even when I'm trying to

an extremely annoyed voice behind his back but he

he then heard a voice

of Protection. He

not in his

are born

plates can always get

qualification

there is only one way

- Sacrifice.

Forcing countless sacrifices or committing

Either taking away numerous lives or

multiple times in the name

plate will

of Death chuckled

“Like you?”

voice was still speaking in

heard a voice as sturdy as a boulder in

- Like you.

“Pffft.”

walking. He then mumbled quietly but loud enough for the owner of

cross the

too. Do

“Okay, okay.”

Death almost

Kim Rok Soo anymore. Other than maybe to help

let out

“Let’s just go home.”

* * *

a dark house

at the bookshelves filling his house and

landed on his

Shhh.

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

God of Death sat on his couch and started reading through his observation

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Earth 2 to my list of observation candidates

Rok Soo was

has quite a terrible fate in store

because he is affected by that reincarnator who calls himself

Tsk.

Rok Soo's parents were lonely

and create a family to earn

like Kim Rok Soo will be even

those fortune telling punks to look into Kim Rok Soo's future at some point. Being alone in the

a

Choi Jung Gun to

that bastard won’t listen to me.

God of Death waved his hand

mountain of books filling the bookshelves floated up and opened on

he

from the books

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away