This world is shit.
It is the truth of this world that I have lived and ever known since I was born.
And at the same time, I understand that power is everything.
The world revolves around for the powerful ones, and the powerless ones are always fed.
I was born in a city with a labyrinth.
I don't remember my parents.
The only thing I remember from my childhood is that I was always hungry.
Crawl around the ground so you can lurk your breath in the alley of the city and fish leftovers behind shops and restaurants.
But I couldn't get enough of that either.
Because he was weak.
If the owner finds me, he'll beat me to death.
Many of the strays who actually died watched with this eye.
The leftovers obtained through the cleavage of the shopkeeper are also taken away by another person who lives in the same alley.
The world was really like shit.
But still, I managed to live because there was a labyrinth in the city where I was born.
In the Labyrinth, the Seeker explores the interior and brings home demonic stone and demonic material.
That seems to produce a lot of money.
Unlike the rest of the city, this labyrinth seems to have been quite rich.
The one with the money also leaves the rice ordered at the restaurant.
It seemed like I managed to survive being a kid more than anything because of it.
I always thought that one day I'd become an explorer too.
Become an Explorer and enter the Labyrinth to be strong.
Apparently some of them get powers that have turned into that.
That has nothing to do with whether or not a good house is born.
It's up to each person to figure out what kind of power they can get, and it's possible that everyone can get awesome power.
I will definitely become an Explorer and gain strength.
And I'll eat you hungry and eat you all over.
When I was a kid, I kept thinking about that, and I lived hungry, lurking my breath in the alley.
That's a common story.
Most kids die wild before they are old enough to register with the union as explorers.
I didn't die by accident.
It was almost a galloping body, but I didn't have to die until I was old enough to be recognized as an explorer.
So I became an explorer to carry out what I had long thought.
Now we can have dinner.
That's what I thought.
But it didn't.
Because I didn't have the strength.
In the end, the more money you get, the more power you get.
That was the first reality to be poked at when I became an explorer.
Because you do, don't you?
I'm powerless, skinny, and I can't even buy decent gear.
I'm talking about getting inside the labyrinth and how we fight demons.
We just meet and die.
The guys who lived in the alley, just like me, died after becoming explorers and not for so long.
But still, I couldn't give up.
I can't fight demons.
So it's impossible to get demonic material.
Then there's one way to make money.
Get the Demon Stone.
The demonic stones available in the labyrinth are often buried in the walls of the labyrinth.
In other words, if you go inside without fighting the demons and take back the demon stones you found by digging the walls, that becomes gold.
That way you can get money and eat rice even if you can't fight, and if you can make more money, you can buy gear.
I don't need any protective equipment.
If you can even get one weapon because it can be small.
That's what I thought, and I went back.
Well, this isn't the only way I figured it out in the end either.
It's a common way for a guy who's been living in an alley that he hasn't had for a long time.
Naturally, that's not how it works.
Most of the guys meet demons and die on their way to the back or while they're digging the walls.
But not everyone does.
Becoming an Explorer, I survived without dying.
Years had passed since it had already happened.
There have been a lot of dangerous things before.
But they all managed to survive on a piece of paper.
But that was it.
He wasn't dead, but I couldn't even tell him he was alive.
I go into the back of the labyrinth every day without looking at the danger and bring back the demon stone.
But all I could make was money to see if I could eat that day.
I can't afford a weapon like this forever.
So I decided to take a bet.
I decided to go deeper into the labyrinth.
The labyrinth is a strange place.
There is a strange stone in the entrance and on the sidewalk where it was.
They call it a transfer stone.
I've only touched this guy once when I first became an explorer.
At that time, I just touched it and was told to leave immediately, and nothing unusual happened.
But when I go behind the labyrinth, they say there are other similar transfer stones.
Touching the stone will allow you to return to the transfer stone at this entrance in an instant.
It was this transfer stone that I wagered.
I joined the exploratory union when diving into the labyrinth.
It is said that this exploratory union can use transfer stones to draw the power of those who have returned from behind the labyrinth.
I don't know, they drink bitter drinks before diving into the labyrinth every time, but when they drink this and go into the labyrinth, they can take the magic in the labyrinth into their bodies.
And the more that magic goes in the back of the labyrinth, the darker it gets.
So, when a union ritualizes someone who has built up some magic, it will vary from person to person, but it will gain power.
I don't know who can get what abilities, regardless of where they come from.
But if we can get good power there, the world will change.
With the power of a magic attack, you may be able to defeat demons even without weapons.
I just have to do it.
Anyway, I can only dig a wall and bring back a little demon stone, frightened by the demons all the time.
Besides, I wasn't alone.
There are several similarly-aged guys who have similarly gone from alley life to explorer.
These guys are just like me.
You're a loser who can't replace you after all these years.
So I decided to join them and move on to the back of the labyrinth.
Of course, all demons are ignored.
If I find him, I hide, and if I find him, I run away.
You can't expect help if you get caught up and attacked.
But if we can get to the transfer stone and return to the entrance...
That way, I can get a ritual in the union.
Power is available.
The world like this shit should change a bit.
I headed to the back of the labyrinth with those in the same situation.
About half of them died along the way.
But I won the bet.
We've reached the first transfer stone.
When I touched that transfer stone, I felt my feet flutter on the lid.
At the next moment, he was traveling to a transfer stone near the entrance where there was a union watch that was not there until then.
It was a strange feeling.
But that didn't matter.
Now I can get a ritual.
My world has changed.
I was guided back to the building by a union member on the lookout for a ritual.
What I got was [collecting].
It wasn't attack magic.
This ability is the same as ever.
I can [collect] some baggage in an invisible place, but it doesn't mean I can be strong.
I wanted power.
The power to defeat demons.
But I had an ally I'd never had before.
There were four other guys besides me who survived just like me and got to the transfer stone to get power.
What the hell is this, but we weren't all a lot of competence.
Each one is a weak force.
But if the five of us acted together, we wouldn't have.
One person was weak enough to go into the labyrinth and fight the demons, but if five people went into the labyrinth, one or two of the demons would have won.
Thus, we dived into the labyrinth in pairs of five.
Then it was fun for a while.
It doesn't change that I was as poor as I was before.
But they were all from an alley with no parents, but they were nice.
Five of us dived into the labyrinth together, but we didn't force it so much.
Without going as far back as the dangerous as there are transfer stones again, we go as far as where we can safely go to dig the walls and get the demon stones.
Just doing so would have made more money and eaten more than before.
Everyday we all talked about our dreams when we grew up.
The one where they all go deeper into the labyrinth and become explorers everyone envies.
The one who wants to save money and open a store.
The one who goes outside the labyrinth and says he'll be a mercenary.
Some of them wanted to eat a lot of rice for now, like me.
We talked about that every day, stayed at a safe house and ate dinner.
Now that I think about it, maybe that was happy enough.
Dreams come true one day.
That's what we all thought.
Because you do, don't you?
As you dive into the labyrinth every day, your body, even in the shallow layers, takes in the magic that drifts into the labyrinth and gets a little stronger.
We lived like that for a while afterwards, and only when, normally, could we go to a place with a transfer stone to pick up the demon stone.
That meant that from the beginning I had the strength to jump back with the entrance transfer stone and go further back from there.
When this happens, it's this way.
If I buy weapons for a little more money, I'll be able to fight even if I'm the only one [collecting].
That way, we'll be able to make more money by recommending it deeper than we are now.
But the life ended abruptly.
That's them.
Those guys exploring the depths of the labyrinth laid eyes on me.
No, you don't.
I laid eyes on my [collection].
[Collection] had no power to fight, but it was a convenient ability.
Anyway, I can hold things with my bare hands, and things don't get damaged on the move.
I've never seen it before, but I hear it's close to a magic bag that nobles have.
At first I thought it was a hassle [collecting], but I was secretly proud of the fact that I started diving into the labyrinth with my people and it was for everyone with this power.
So when those guys asked me to come with them only, I turned it down.
It's not like I wanted to turn it down once to favor the negotiations or anything rushing around like that.
I just thought I didn't like to leave you guys.
But I still regret my judgment then.
They attacked us when we were called out by a deep group we met in the labyrinth and refused to invite them.
Of course, my people can't have hands or feet on those guys with the strength to go deep.
Everyone was killed in an instant.
It was instant death.
And they killed my people right in front of me, and they sealed my movements and hurt me, too.
He beat me to the point of dying and asked me again in a state where I was about to lose consciousness.
He told me to come with us.
I just had to nod.
In tears, I begged for my life and cried out that I would be one of them.
But I didn't get what they said right.
They just said, "Come with us."
I didn't say anything about being one of them.
I mean, for those guys, I was just a replacement for the magic bag.
That wasn't a buddy or anything, and a human being named me was just a possession to those guys.
After that, I dived into the labyrinth with those guys.
But every time something happened, I was beaten or kicked.
It was a routine tea meal to be hurt to the point of not dying.
And it was the same after I got out of the labyrinth.
I was pushed into a room in a boarding house and I was half-killed just trying to get out of there.
I can't even get the rice to eat properly.
I can't raise my voice to protest.
Anyway, when I said it a few times, I got bogged down more than usual, and since then, I've been unable to answer anything.
I regretted it.
It was sad.
Why do I have to look so right in the eye?
What did I do?
I just wanted to have a full meal.
Why do you have to live such a miserable life?
I wanted power.
I wanted as much power as I could solve anything myself.
I always thought so in tears and fell asleep.
Since then, life has continued to be used as a bag for that deep group.
All the time, all the time.
A year went by, two years went by, ten years went by, and I got quiet, too.
But it didn't change the way I treated it.
Only magic had taken me in because I was diving deep.
For this reason, I feel somewhat stronger and harder to catch a cold.
But I've always been treated like a thing.
but that finally marked the end.
And that's when I finally understood how to use my powers for the first time.
The guys in the deep end who had me are dead.
I was in the labyrinth for some reason. I stumbled upon a powerful demon that was supposed to be in the back more often.
Some of them died, and the ones who survived were almost dead.
That's when I felt like I heard a voice on my head.
It's the only time, he said.
I barely survived and stabbed those guys who reached the transfer stone with a spare sword I took out of [the collection].
There was nothing difficult about it.
I've been quietly beaten and obeyed for a long time now, and I guess I wasn't even thinking about attacking you like this.
His breath was also constantly about to touch the transferring stone, and he cut that defenseless back so seldom that all the ones who were on the spot stopped him from breathing.
And that was the first moment I killed something.
I've never known them since I killed them.
You can [collect] his abilities from the person you killed.
I got the ability to work in the depths of the labyrinth and the gear they had.
But I was pretty famous in this city for being treated like a bag by them.
Even though they were handling things, they said they were luggage holders that would stick to those deep groups like parasites as they took the labyrinth around.
This world is like shit.
And so is this city.
Nobody helped me.
Whatever I had in my eyes, I kept ignoring them.
I didn't even want to stay here.
Let's go somewhere.
It doesn't fit into combat technology to fight, but if you're still deep enough and only physically capable, you should be beyond the crowd.
Plus, some money I took from them.
Let's get out of the labyrinth with this money in our hands and go somewhere.
Right.
It could be interesting to see even the dreams of a dead or former companion come true instead.
I can't even read the letters and I guess I can't have a store.
Yeah, let's be mercenaries.
If you join that consortium of mercenaries outside the city, it might help you there if you have my physical abilities.
But don't you know what they'll do if they find out they only have [collection]?
We have to be careful not to find out.
Thus, I left the labyrinth on my feet, and left the labyrinth.
As a mercenary naja, it was not until some time after that that that I joined the Marshall Mercenaries.