This Hero is Sleeping!



A group of residents were stuck in their buildings at the outer corners of the city of Soleda. Unknownst to them, this was the very place where the vampire had bit her first target and made her first pawn. The crack of apocalypse at the crack of dawn, in the stinky of the streets.

Zombies had huddled around the buildings, leaving the ones inside stuck and up to their fates. No matter how many shelves they stacked at the doors the hinges would still rattle, no matter how many desks they shoved at the windows, the panes would still crack.

"Are they still outside?" asked a burly man. 

The one at the door climbed on a couch and peered down the shelves. The few residents in the three-storey building had huddled all of their stuff together to make these barricades.

"Still there Suk, many of them."

"Damn it. There's even a baby in here," the burly man spat on the ground. They had enough food for a few days, but how could anyone live like this? And what would happen when it runs out?

None of them would have as much as had these thoughts had it not been for the landlord running out of the house and getting ripped to shreds in front of their eyes, by a single zombie at that. And eventually, the numbers grew further than they could imagine.

Sounds of screams and the scent of blood had filled the night, and now the morning remained quiet and dry. 

Two elderlies, seven adults, a child, and a baby. This group was the worst as well. The burly man, Suk, stood up from the ground and started to dash up the stairs.

"Suk? Where are you going?"

"We can probably hit them from above. It should be worth a shot," Suk answered, not slowing down for a second.

"Damn it! Don't do something that will just bring more of them!"

The man on the couch screamed. Right then, the door started rattling harder. The ones that were about to run after Suk stopped.

The mats pushed back, the desks trembled.

"Fuck!!" One of them shouted and slammed himself at the desks. The others joined in as pressure from the outside increased, all of their might going into holding the doors back. If more came at this time, their defenses would collapse.

"SUK! Get back here damn it! SUK!"

"Miss Parker!" They called out to the woman with the baby in her hands. The woman, trembling, placed the child down and nodded. 

"I'll stop him," she said.

The woman dashed up the stairs, their creaky thuds filling the room. She rushed past the rooms on the second floor and to the third where Suk's breathing still lingered. An ominous feeling filled her heart the moment she left her child behind, but this had to be done, all the others were already at the door and the windows trying to hold those back.

One wrong move, and they would be gone.

She pushed the door of the first room that looked down the front of the building. "Mr. Suk! Please stop!"

"Miss Parker?" Suk shouted back. "Perfect, bring me the kerosene from there! Hurry, there's way too many of them!"

Miss Parker dashed past the messy room and peered down the window from next to the burly man. Right below, dozens upon dozens of monsters with their bodies bitten off were constantly banging around the doors and the walls. The more they screamed, the more the zombies around came over.

It was the worst. The very worst.

"We'll burn them down, Miss Parker! Hurry!"

Parker clenched her fists and bit her lips. 

It was no time to dally. In a rush, she dashed to the back of the room and brought up the two canisters of kerosene over to Suk who was already pouring down a third. The two of them leaned against the window and doused all the monsters below in kerosene.

"There's just more and more!"

"Mr. Suk! There's more coming from the other buildings!"

Their hands swung faster and wider, and finally, the cannisters emptied out. Suk threw it at the head of one trying to reach for the windows and grinned.

"Miss Parker! Light!"

Parker reached into her pocket, then stopped.

"I don't smoke…"

"Oh…"

The two stared at each other.

"What are you looking at, Mr Suk? Use a match."

"I don't smoke either…"

"Haha, I don't buy it."

"No, I don't eat meat either."

"Truly?"

Suk nodded.

Parker reeled.

Zombies groaned.

Color drained from the faces at once as both of them screamed in full-blown panic.

"Light light! From the other rooms or something!"

"Can't anyone use magic here!? Damn it, Mr. Suk, run now!"

The two of them were about to dash away, when their eyes fell down again.

Standing there, behind the horde of zombies with hair on his head was a young man. Not just any young man, but one destined for the greatest of greatness.

"Gah… drank too much, those guys paraded all through the city as well…" the young man groaned and the zombies that were smacking at the doors turned back.

"M-miss Parker? Do you see a person too?"

"I do…" Parker answered. 

There was a person standing down there, alright?

The zombies all slowly turned back and looked at the walking food in front of them.

"Gaah…."

"Grr…."

"KRAAA!"

The man widened his eyes and looked at them with great surprise.

"The party animals are here too?"

"KRAA!" One lunged at him, but the man stepped back with movements that would leave gymnasts drooling.

"Not anymore, party animals. I am not going again."

More lunged, but the man dodged them all yet again. The others could only blink as he slipped away from the zombies like fish in a river would slip away from inexperienced fishers.

The boy dodged and dodged as he backed away from the streets.

And the zombies all followed.

"H-he was helping us…"

"Oh dear… what a brave soul…"

The bangings ceased, the zombies decreased.

And thus began, the first page….

In the legend of the legendary legend of a man. Leres.

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[A/n]: If any of you find this too contrived, it's definitely more fishes trying to defame Leres. They could be controlling your minds. Beware.