MONOCHROME: Choice Of Destiny
Chapter 1 the beginning of everything

"Why in the movie demon king always defeated by the hero? though the demon lord is strong and cool but why in the end always die miserably."

a 6-7-year-old boy was sitting in front of the television watching a cartoon.

"that's because the demon lord is an evil figure and likes to kidnap children who like to stay up late."

the boy turned around and saw a woman who had just entered from the kitchen door carrying a glass of milk.

"mother, the demon lord must have a family as well and will definitely be sad when the demon lord is defeated" said the little boy while bowing his head sadly.

"fufu mother also does not know about it because the mother has never experienced it directly. "the mother while sitting in front of her child.

"mother hopes ryu will be a good hero to everyone including the demon lord and befriend him."

the mother slowly holds her cheek and lifts it up until the child's eyes look directly into her own eyes.

"one day I'll be a hero!" the boy nodded his head like he was determined.

"good boy, let's drink milk in the room just let me read the story. "

the mother slowly stood up and extended her hand to the child then they entered the room and the story ended.

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why did the memory appear now?

I am 18-year-old Takeda Ryutaro an ordinary middle-class student, all that sets me apart from other students is that my hair is white from birth just like my mother's hair.

because I don't want to be considered strange I told my friend that I deliberately color it because I was often considered a bad boy at school.

I walked the Corridor to the classroom, it was common for me to be the center of attention.

not because of my hair but because I am handsome, yes I am quite confident with my own good looks.even I myself always amazed every look in the mirror because of seeing the good looks that feel come from another world.

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"Well kids go to page 276 and read it carefully"

so hero yeah.......

"takeda-kun! notice when you explain, you're thinking about what you don't care about but at least don't daydream in the middle of the lesson"

I came back to my senses when I heard my father scream.

fuckin' hell! I don't usually think of anything like this.

"sorry sir, I thought of something."

"good, then let's continue the lesson. "

I looked back out the window to see students running in the field.

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"we want to go to a karaoke place with students from other schools do you want to come?"

"hahaha I'm sorry I have a job at home that I have to finish so maybe next time."

"tck, well, what a pity"

they passed me and walked away.

bisik~ bisik~ "good-looking face but not slang. "

I can hear you guys, yeah but it's true too.

"come home on foot today."

I usually take the bus home but don't know why I'm going on foot today.

hmm~ mmm~ sing

it turned out that in front of me was a cute little cat even though it looked a little thin.

I looked in the bag and took out a snack and gave it to the cat.

"you have to eat a lot to grow up" I said, stroking the cat's fur.

meong~ meong~

instantly I get goosebumps because the cat in front of me is still busy eating but I hear the sound of a cat.

it appeared 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5 and I was filled with cats.

"hey this is not a division of bansos!" because I can't stand the end of all my snacks I gave them all.

maybe this is what heroes feel when helping others?

and then the problem continues to arise ranging from helping grandmother cross the road to accidentally involved with a bank robbery case.

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"i'm going home. Today was exhausting"

"today you came home later than usual, did something happen?" mom came down from the stairs with a towel.

"mother's fufu is very messy, you should take a shower first and then cheer what happened"

"Thank you ma'am" I took a towel and walked to the bathroom.

you may not believe it but in terms of my appearance and my mother looks the same age, she has barely changed since 12 years.

based on the novel, I would have fallen in love with my own mother and tried to marry her, but I didn't have such thoughts anyway she was still my biological mother.

after taking a shower I headed to the living room and saw my mother preparing a hot drink and a snack at the table.

"here, I can't wait to hear your story"

after sitting down to face my mother started talking

"so? what's making my son moody like this?"

it seems true that a mother can know the state of her child in one look.

"do you remember what I said 12 years ago about me wanting to be a hero?"

pov mom

"fufu of course I remember very clearly when you were very excited to be a hero, why with that? "

it seems I can guess where this story will go, hopefully my worries don't happen.

"mmm today I always think about the story 12 years ago when I dreamed of being a hero, when I never took it seriously at that time"

"even today there are so many problems going on near me that I doubt whether this was a coincidence or was planned"

huhhhh it seems like I should be prepared to be ready for the worst possible

"hmm~? so do you feel something changing from you today?"

ryutaro pov

this is my feeling alone or for a moment my expression becomes creepy.

"today I feel like I always want to help people who are in trouble when usually I don't really care, maybe because I remember what happened 12 years ago."

'tck that fucking rebecca dares to dare he bother my son'

"mother?" I didn't hear clearly what he was saying because his voice was so small it looked like cursing someone

"ahhh sorry, I want to tell you that you can be a hero but remember to always put your own life above everything else, the hero who sacrificed for strangers is not cool would be cooler if you sacrifice for the people you love, fufu~"

why does he look so happy? well that's it

"you're mending a break, you must be soaked after doing all that"

without realizing it, it was the last day I was in this world.