I do not Own Oregairu, Its belong to Wataru Watari, Feel Studio and Ponkan 8.

Then again, sorry for grammar mistake, I will fix it later.

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The Dawn of the heroes, the rise of the devil

Chapter 0

Tyrant King…

One of the antagonists' in a fairy tale. Being deceived by others, being the fool and being betrayed. Many people usually hate the antagonist's character because of their bad deeds.

Initially my old self tended to hate this kind of character because I wanted to be a hero. However, my recent self now has some similarity with the Tyrant King. So, I do not hate his character anymore.

In fact I feel pity for him, the pity stemming from all the bad things that people have done to him.

Talking about becoming a hero….actually, what is a hero?

Being strong? Having a sense of Justice? Power? Charisma?

Willing to sacrifice themselves for another's sake?

I do not know nor understand anything about becoming a hero.

Wait, I think I forgot something. Oh…right!

The hero must be handsome and kind.

Yeah! He needs to have a handsome face and a kind nature like…hmm, what's his name again? I think is rhymes with potato. Potato, bento, natto, veto, kendo…oh, Hayato! Hayama Hayato! Yes, maybe like Hayama Hayato. Good willed, nice figure, always fulfilling the expectations and is liked by everyone. Yeah! Hayato-kun daisuki~~~yea.

Except me.

I HATE HIM.

I hate him from the bottom of my heart. I hate his guts, I hate his fake personality. Being a good person, everyone's favourite man with a sense of kindness. I hate all that about him. He lives in lies.

NEMESIS…

This is the suitable term for describing my relationship with Hayama Hayato. He once said that he wanted me to become his equal. Same hierarchy and at the top, like him. In other words, he looks at me differently from anyone else. Mostly, people are attracted to his good traits and he becomes friendly to everyone.

But, what made him hate me? He hate my guts, he hates the person name Hikigaya Hachiman, not because of my handsomeness but because of the way I solve problems. His ability is more towards that of persuasion and playing peacekeeper. While my ability is provocation and the destruction of friendshi. So, he as a hero had declared that I am his enemy. Actually, what is the heroes' enemy? Monster? Evil? Devil? Or King Tyrant?

Talking about monsters…people that I know always define me as a "Monster of Logic, Monster of Reasons, and Dead eyes fish monster".

Wait…wait a minute, that last one is frustrating and that description of a monster is not evil enough and I by nature am not born as a monster.

Damn you, Yukinoshita Yukino.

By the way, Hayama Hayato's decisions are always contradicting with mine. However, there is one thing that we agree on. We both hate each other.

So, let it be. It's not like I'll lose my money or my life if anyone hates me. A lifetime of being rejected has trained me to become strong in heart and has built a protected wall around me.

Anyway, let's come back to the situation that we are facing now.

So, Mr. Hero, what could you do in this situation? From the back of Hayama Hayato, I knew that he is terribly scared right now. Afraid. Terrified. The shaking of his body is akin to him being trapped in a freezer. Any normal person will act like that if their life is in danger.

Why, you ask? It's because in this very classroom, one man has intruded and is planning to kill the people of this class.

That man is equipped with small gun a.k.a pistol. From my observation, the pistol that is being held by that man is from the Glock series hand gun. That type of gun usually used by security and defence forces such as police and military officers. Source: Me. I, as a player of first person shooting games should know this general fact. If I am not mistaken, the bullet of that gun is small but can kill instantly if shot from near range or aimed at the fatal place such as head or heart.

"This gonna hurt a bit I guess…" I muttered to myself.

I am used to being hurt, well, mostly mental abuse and I had once been involved in a car accident. Well back to the situation that I am facing now. Most of the students are now in a bad state of mind. Most of them, especially the girls are crying, they are begging for their lives and now we are ordered to move to the back of classroom.

Except for five people, which are Hayama Hayato, Miura Something, Kasomething Saki, and Hiratsuka sensei.

"I hate the blonde! I hate the silver! And I hate that lab coat! That man had shouted when he entered my class.

Hey mister, do I care if you hate those things!…..is what I want to say but I am not brave enough to say directly to that gorilla like body. And then he started shouting orders…which lead us to our current situation.

Oh, I almost forgot to introduce our criminal-san here. From physical observation, I strongly believe that he is a man. He has a very tough body, like a body builder, has short black hair, a handsome face (what the heck was that out of place) and is wearing a sleeveless green singlet along with a pair of cargo pants.

Eh? Something is not right here. Ahem, sensei. Why did your drool drip down there? Are you really that desperate to have a man in your life? There are many nice guys out there. Just throw out your coat, wear some nice and girly clothes and I will definitely fall to you. Oopss… I mean, many men will fall for you. This woman is almost near her expiry date so it's no wonder she's desperate like hell.

Whatever, I'll just let her be.

While that Miura is clinging tightly to Hayato and gritting her teeth, small drops of tears appear at the edge of her eyes. Meanwhile Kawasomething Saki is panicking about the dinner and her own sibling. I can hear her whispering like "Taishi…Ka-chan…sorry I can't make you dinner today…"

Totsuka is looking the other way and is now facing me with a pledge in his teary eyes.

"Hachiman…save me…"

Oh my dear Totsuka…I really want to save you, I pray that I have the power to evoke my alter ego by using the pistol to shoot my head and call out PERSONA! But well, it's impossible. DAMN! What can I do? Whatshould I do?

I don't have superpowers like those guys in the smallville series or avengers. My body is totally vulnerable to weapons. Being immune to rejections does not mean that my body is invincible.

Sweat overflows from my face. In my mind right now I tried to simulate the best solution for this crisis. Minimal risk, minimal effect, if can avoid it! It is not like I want to save all the students in this class. They are not even my friends, so what do I need to care about? I only care about Totsuka and that little dumb, air head bun hair over there, Yuigahama Yui.

Speaking of the devil, Yui is now holding the end of my uniform with her body shivering like hell. She's now crying and saying something like…

"Hikki…Sable…Sable….I don't want to die…help, please someone!"

Oi, oi Yuigahama, I'm not your dog you know? Tch.

Put that aside, that man has begun moving to Hayama.

Aiming his gun at Hayato's head he then smiles.

Before he could pull the trigger of the gun, a strong wind blew into our class. The force of the wind sends paper and pencils scattering across the classroom noisily.

Today is quite a windy day I guess.

But, wait…wind. Yes, that is it!

The wind has made me realize something which is…

"The window."

Windows…

Come from many types and varieties, mostly made from glass, and have many shapes such as square, circle even trapezium. Used by buildings and also by vehicles such as cars or trucks. School buildings especially, this school used the slide type windows, so it is easy for wind to blow into the class.

Other usage of the windows is to act as an emergency door or emergency exit. Good girls and good boys should not jump out from windows without any reasons especially when you are above 3rd floor! Remember that! Wait…what the heck that I'm thinking here.

By the way, for me, I don't want to choose either one.

A smile appears on my lips.

It's time to use my own resolution.

"If the hero doesn't come, the devil shall arise." I mumble to myself again.

I loosen Yuigahama's grip from my uniform. She looks shocked because of my sudden and unexpected action.

Then I proceed to walk forward towards the criminal-san.

That man then aims his gun towards me.

"I didn't say that you could come here." The man warns me, cocking his gun aggressively and turning the barrel towards me.

I lift up both of my hands in a surrender sign.

While smiling, I said this:

"You hate them right?

His eyes widened, and he opened his mouth to ask.

"What do you mean?"

He takes the bait. How easy it is to fool him.

"Then how about we make it a little more tragic?

A devilish smile appears once again on my face.

Now, I am in the centre of attention. The classroom's atmosphere becomes as silent as a desert, only the sound of the wind being able to be heard.

Most of the students are staring at me with a shocked expression. Don't worry guys this not gonna be long, I will finish it as soon as possible.

That man puts down his gun down, his posture relaxing.

"Tragic? What are you talking about?

It is time reveal the ace up my sleeve.

"Well, being shot by a gun is not a tragic enough. So how about you put some EXTRA effort to fulfil your desires? How about breaking some bones or crushing some skulls? It could become something interesting. Look, here we are at the third floor, the height and the design of this building is enough to kill someone. I suggest that if you want to kill them, then how about killing them in front of the windows? That way, other people could see a fantastic view of the death, like having the brain splatter everywhere or something more than that. How about that sir?"

"Oh! Is that so…oh my. You are brilliant. That sounds great!"

That man starts to laugh like a being who has been possessed by the devil. But I am not that afraid. 'Please don't worry sir' I think to myself bitterly. 'The real devil is here.'

"Hey you, how do you propose to set this up?" The man asks me curiously.

It's time for the finishing move.

"I advise you to find a suitable place to drop off your target, hmm, let's say from that window. How about you go over to check it?

I use my finger and point to the windows to the left of the classroom.

That man begins walking to the windows gleefully, an insane smile marring his handsome features.

Then, I walk to Hiratsuka sensei and whisper into her ears.

"Sensei, you're right. I can't save the person that I want to save anymore. Because…I cannot save even myself."

Her eyes widen.

Then, I dash towards the man like the footballer in Eyeshield 21 and tackle him out of the windows with all my strength.

But…

To push someone that was bigger than me, requires me to have enough force and weight.

Yes, I needed a load.

Thus, using my body as a load, I ram him with all my strength and send both of us flying out of the classroom windows.

That man shouts in anger, cursing me with a string of expletives. "Damn you!" The sound of his screams are drowned out by the roar of the wind as gravity drags us down.

The time becomes slower for a moment….

And then…

THUD. CRACKKK.

I hear the shattering of my bones as my body hits the ground with all the force of a sledgehammer. Pain shoots through me, and my world starts to spin.

My vision becomes blurry and is blotted with red.

I think I have experienced this feeling before, so feeling this for a second time doesn't make me as surprised as it should have been.

Shifting my eyes to the left I could see that the man's head is twisted into a funny position.

His face is tilted upwards, blank eyes staring at the back of his body.

Realizing that the man is dead, I whispered in satisfaction.

"It's my win…"

My voice is empty and hollow, the sound ringing in my ears like the lonely chime of the Notre dame.

"God…why is it getting so cold now?"

I speak to no one and realize that I cannot even move anymore. I was paralysed. To make matters worse, I sense something cold flowing out from the back of my head and from under me. It's getting hard to breathe, my breaths getting shorter and shorter.

So, is this the end?

Not a bad though….it's like a fairy tale. And for once…I am the hero.

Some lines from the anime that I've watched appear in my mind.

"If you want to die, die after you have saved 10 lives."

I am smiling again because I have saved more than that. Much, much more.

Not long before I started to lose my consciousness, I hear someone calling out to me.

"Hikki!"

It's dark…

So…

Did I die?

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Editing credits goes to JinOuga.