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

stubborn as

“...Of course!”

of Death admitted

not as stubborn as

grumbled with an unhappy expression

Cage's personality is getting worse and worse! I mean I know it was terrible even when

are you going to turn away

exaggerated shrugs stopped and his shoulders slumped down to

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

“Oh God of Protection.”

again to the man

know very well that I cannot do

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

Shaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-

Death's face. He spoke almost in a

determined that gods were not

“Is it hard?”

wouldn't

stopped for a moment

to become desensitized but it's

“What isn’t?”

sacrificing a few

why you brought that child

“...Kim Rok Soo?”

“Yes.”

“...I can't deny that.”

stood up from the

"Are you leaving?”

“Yes.”

“Goodbye.”

looking at him. The God of Death also did not look at him as he walked out

are you following

“Hey idiot.”

the rose gold colored hair

“What?”

rose gold colored hair and walked up to the God of Death to speak in a

you get frustrated. I can at least give that much to

shook his head side to side as he started walking

like this even when

voice behind his

heard a voice he could

of Protection.

was not in his ear but in his

Single-lifers are born with

can always get even

qualification when

there is only one way for the plate

- Sacrifice.

Forcing countless sacrifices or committing countless

Either taking away numerous lives or protecting

body breaks multiple times in the name of

plate

God of Death chuckled

“Like you?”

was still speaking in

voice as sturdy

- Like you.

“Pffft.”

He then mumbled quietly but loud enough for the owner

cross the line.

too. Do not

“Okay, okay.”

Death almost stomped away with

Kim Rok Soo anymore. Other than maybe to help him. You care about him so

out

“Let’s just go home.”

* * *

house without

bookshelves filling his house

book landed on his

Shhh.

from Earth 2 to my list of observation candidates starting today.

on his couch and started reading through

Journal entry #XXXX

Rok Soo from Earth

Soo was

guy has quite a terrible fate in store for

affected by that reincarnator who

Tsk.

Soo's parents were lonely people as

find each other and create a family to earn their

Kim Rok Soo will be even lonelier than

punks to look into Kim Rok Soo's future at some point.

what a poor little

should tell Choi Jung Gun to

that bastard won’t listen to

God of Death waved his hand

of books filling the bookshelves floated up and opened on their

journals he

books and showed the records in

Journal entry #XXXX

Han is still idling away