Breakthrough with the Forbidden Master Prologue

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What is the point of becoming strong in a world without the Great Demon King? It was merely an excuse for my inability to break through my own limitations.

Despite others calling me 'brilliant', I have never been referred to as a 'genius', a 'monster', or the 'Second Coming of the Hero'.
There were times when I achieved outstanding results that surpassed expectations.
However, the words spoken to me during those moments were always the same.

―― As expected, he's the son of a Hero

It didn't feel like I was being praised at all.
And then there were the words that were always spoken whenever I performed worse than usual.

―― In the end, he's still immature compared to his father the Hero

I thought it was annoying.
Could it be that I am too sensitive that I get dispirited over something like this?

My father, one of the heroes who saved the world, married my mother, who was also his comrade, and as a result, I was born.
I grew up without any major difficulties during a time of peace, free from war.
The country I reside in is the Depaltia Empire, widely regarded as the foremost nation in the world, with a level of civilization and economy that may be considered the best.
Being raised in a wealthy family, I was often indulged and able to acquire most of the things I desired.

Studying was never an issue for me either.
Despite being pampered, I also received a comprehensive education designed for gifted students.
I excelled in both academics and athletics, surpassing the 'average' standard.
Until that point, I had not encountered any significant obstacles and had no concerns about my future.

I followed in my father's footsteps in becoming a warrior in the Imperial Army… never once questioning my decision or the path I had chosen.

However, as I hit a wall, I couldn't help but feel concerned about the evaluations of the adults and those around me.
Regardless of the outcome… no matter what I did… the title of "Son of the Hero" always accompanied me.
I was constantly compared to them, and my abilities were deemed inferior to those of my exceptional parents.

Believing that the blessed genes from my parents would awaken within me one day, I was consumed with the relentless pursuit of self-improvement through grueling efforts.
However, I could never attain evaluations that surpassed those of my parents.

On the contrary…

―― The children of the Heroes possess remarkable talents. They are destined to grow into splendid individuals who will lead humanity in the future.

―― However, 'that person' is unsatisfactory.

―― His genes should have possessed exceptional talent but…… he’s mediocre.

―― He can’t compare to the true geniuses who possess real talent.

―― I had high hopes, but my son didn’t turn out the way I expected.

Compared to the children of my parents’ companions in the hero party, I was expected to excel the most. However, now, no one has high hopes for me anymore, and I am seen as a disappointment.

Actually, it’s not like I’m a failure. I am clearly more capable than the average person.

Since then, the fortunate position that I was supposed to have been in, as the son of a hero blessed with various privileges, now feels more like a curse.

I’m me.

Look at me for who I truly am.

I want to be free. I want to live in a world where I won’t be defined by labels.

At the age of fifteen, I found myself in my rebellious phase.
It was during this period that my path took unexpected turns, contradicting the expectations others had for me, all because of a fateful encounter.

―― Child… Do you see me? Do you hear my voice?

In the first place, I had no idea how such a thing was possible.

――A decade of solitude filled with nothing but boredom... Even though you are the descendant of my archenemy, if I could find solace through possessing you, then I have no other option. ‘Tis a small sacrifice considering my current predicament.

The Great Demon King, the nemesis of all mankind and the one whom people of the world once united to overthrow.
However, his soul was unable to pass on, leaving him lingering in this world.
I couldn’t fathom why I was the only one capable of seeing the ghost of the Great Demon King. No one else could, not even my father.
But still, we met.

―― Hoh~? …  feeling rebellious, are we? Do you want to get back at your father? Do you want to get back at the world?

And thus began our strange coexistence.

―― I have a grudge against your father. Therefore…… shall I grant you the power to surpass him?

He exists as a ghost, unable to communicate with anyone else except me. He can’t do anything other than possess me and remain by my side.
The Great Demon King, who can solely interact with me and perceive only what I see, offers devilish whispers as a means to alleviate his boredom.

―― I shall guide you. I shall teach you everything, whether magic, martial arts, summoning, or wisdom. All I have is free time.

What would have happened if I hadn’t encountered him back then?
At one point, such thoughts occupied my mind.
I could have accepted the evaluations of those around me and lived a contented and tranquil life.

Nevertheless, I will always consider it a blessing to have crossed paths with this person.
Even though our encounter led to the ‘worst day of my life’.

The worst thing that ever happened to me.

To talk about it, I’d have to go back to the day I first met him.

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