Chapter 1: CHAPTER 0- My dog is the hero!

What's my dream? Having a supermodel as a wife? Being a millionaire? Being a porn actor to have sex with hundreds of women?

None of that.

My dream is quite simple, nothing from the other world... Have my own taqueria and make a lot of money!! Well, I admit that money is also part of my dream, but the main thing is to have my own taqueria. To create my own taqueria franchise, where I would sell all kinds of tacos! I could even sell other types of food, such as hamburgers, hot dogs, even foreign food like sushi. And what would be the difference between my business and others? The price! I want to sell delicious food, but at low cost! I'm interested in money, I won't deny it, but I'd rather sell a lot and earn a little, than sell a little and earn a lot.

I want all people to be able to eat something delicious in a nice place, and not be left with the desire to do it for not having enough money.

Ever since I was a little kid, I always looked hungrily at restaurants that looked fancy and clean, but I could never eat at that kind of place because it was too expensive and my parents didn't have enough money to buy me food at that kind of place. And when we ate tacos in outdoor places, with rather dubious hygiene, I always felt uncomfortable, and not because of the taste of the food, but because of the place.

I always wondered: "If these tacos are just as delicious as the ones at the big, fancy taquerias, why are they so much cheaper here?"

And I knew the answer over time. Cheap tacos are very delicious, but the difference lies in the status that the area has.

Cheap tacos from a street stand are considered "unhygienic" and unhealthy by people with a very high income level, people who prefer to spend triple or even more for the same taco, just because the place where they bought it is fancier.

I admit that some street stalls are unhygienic, but most of the ones I've eaten at prepare excellent tacos and I've never gotten sick or anything like that.

That's why I want low-income people to be able to feel wealthy, buying cheap tacos in a fancy place.

I know that the price depends on the taxes and permits that a business needs to have to keep selling, but I have already made my accounts, and if everything goes well, I can sell cheap tacos and earn enough money to pay the corresponding taxes and stay alive, with an average quality of life. I won't get rich, but I won't get poor either, I'll stay in the middle.

My dream is to be a taquero loved by all poor people like me, that's why I saved throughout my childhood, adolescence and part of my adult life to fulfill my dream.

And now that I'm 32, I'll finally be able to fulfill my dream!

"$254,769!! Kevs, I think this is more than enough! I, Dann, will have my own taqueria! Kevs, we did it!"

"Woof, woof!"

Kevs, my faithful dog, stood up on two paws and put his front paws on my chest, while wagging his tail happily. He's happy for me too! So cute!

"We did it!"- I said, while stroking his head.

I'm 32 years old and still a virgin, but for good reason.

If I didn't have a girlfriend or wife, I could save a lot more money.

And although I have a good job, I live with deficiencies. My house is almost empty and I only have what I need to survive, like a bed, a refrigerator and a stove.

I make a lot of money at my jobs, but I save most of it and the rest of my money I spend on food for Kevs and myself.

I decided not to have a girlfriend or children because I would have to spend on them and I could not save so much.

I live in a country with a fairly poor economy, that is why, although I have a good job, compared to other countries, I earn a pittance. Surely what I saved for more than 20 years, someone from another country would have saved in 5 years, maybe less... Well, it's not that I know other countries' economies perfectly either, but it's a rough guess.

But after living in deprivation for so many years, I can finally start my business!

"Let's celebrate, Kevs!!"

"Woof, woof!"

I put the leash on him and went running with Kevs to a park that is two blocks from my house.

A celebration without spending money, but that makes me very happy.

My parents never supported me in my dream, and when they found the money I was saving, they tried to spend it to pay for college for my sister, who wanted to study at a private university.

They never wanted to pay me for college because they didn't trust my abilities, but they were going to pay my sister for college because she was my parents' favorite, just because she was planned and I was a broken condom.

I always lived in my sister's shadow, receiving their leftovers, but when I realized that they wanted to use my money, I took my money from them, took my things and left the house, never to return.

I may be unintelligent for academic subjects, but I was hardworking and knew how to survive.

I went to the capital to start a new life.

At the age of 17, I became independent... And I met him. My best and only friend.

I met Kevs when I turned 18. I had gotten two jobs, one day and one night. I worked in a construction site during the day, and at night I was a waiter in a restaurant.

I did quite well, as I was excellent at my jobs, but I felt empty.

I had friends, but I never went out with them to places, I always made excuses for not going out with them, because I didn't want to spend money, but they misinterpreted my excuses and stopped talking to me, possibly because they thought I was obnoxious or something like that.

I didn't tell them anything, because I didn't want to reveal my secret to them. If they found out about my savings, they might try to rob me. I preferred never to take the risk and did not tell anyone about my savings.

No family or friends... I felt empty and sad. I really wanted to have a beautiful girlfriend and friends, but the most important thing for me was to fulfill my dream, that's why I said goodbye to my social life.

I cried a lot when I returned from my job as a waiter, because nobody congratulated me on my birthday all day, and that reminded me of how lonely I was.

I felt empty... until he came into my life.

"Oh... Hi..."

A rather thin, flea-bitten dog was eating my garbage. A clearly malnourished dog, almost in the bones.

Seeing him made me sad, because he also had a wound on his head and back, probably because he fought with other dogs... or with a human.

Seeing him bleed and looking for food in the trash made me feel pretty bad for him, so I cooked him a huge piece of meat that I had in the refrigerator, which I was saving for dinner to celebrate my birthday, but I preferred to give it to him.

Normally I wouldn't spend something on another person or animal, but... I really wanted to have some company that night.

With the smell of meat, I caught his attention and, although at first he hesitated, he decided to enter my house and I gave him half of the meat, and he cheerfully began to eat, while I ate the other half at the table.

Seeing him eat made me feel very happy, because I felt accompanied. I felt less lonely... I felt like I had a friend.

The dog was of a very common breed, I couldn't even find out the name of his breed, but I knew he was a puppy still, he was just a little short of being an adult.

I knew that having a dog would delay my plans, but at least it would make my gray life more colorful, so I decided to adopt him and named him "Kevs". Why? I don't know, it just occurred to me, plus it sounded good. Kevs.

He's been with me ever since. Whenever I got home from my first job, we would eat and run to the park, and when I got home from my second job, we would eat our dinner.

A fairly simple routine, but one that filled my heart with joy, and I hope Kevs' heart as well.

He has always been with me through thick and thin... My first best friend.

And now my best friend is over 14, he's already old, but he's still pretty energetic.

I know I have little time left with him, maybe three or four more years, but I will always remember the best friend who was in my life when I needed it most.

"Not so fast, Kevs!"

He doesn't really look like he is 14 years old, as he is still running really fast. I'm getting too old for this, huh? I'm surprised I get tired before him.

"A-a break, Kevs."

He understood my words and stopped.

Ufffff. I really needed a break... Huh? Was that a gunshot I heard?!

"Kya!"

"Daughter, get down!"

It was heard close enough! I must lie down on the ground...!

Huh? Why can't I move...? I feel so... tired all of a sudden...

My legs couldn't take it anymore and I fell to the ground.

W-what's happening to me? I don't feel any pain, I feel good. Why do I feel so tired?

Kevs is licking my face and putting his paw on my chest... Is he crying? Why do you make those sad dog sounds?

Don't be sad, Kevs, I'm just sleepy... I'm just... sleepy...

"Kevs..."

I could no longer bear the fatigue and fell asleep.

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The family of the man who had just fallen to the ground were eating dinner while watching the news on their television.

And news that should have mattered to them, didn't matter to them because they didn't know that this man was their son.

"A stray bullet ended the life of a man in the nation's capital, and what moved people the most was the following image."

They showed the image of Dann's lifeless body, being hugged by Kevs... Both were dead.

Below the image it read: "Dog dies hugging its owner. It suffered a heart attack."

"Wow, that's sad. It died of sadness."- Dann's mother said.

And so Dann's life ended, without the opportunity to fulfill his dream... Well, at least in this world.

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(Pov- Dann.)

Uwaaaah!

"I regret eating your relatives, giant pig! It won’t happen again!"

A giant pig is chasing me! He looks like a huge fat man, but he has a pig's head! He's a pig-man! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Why is this happening to me?! Where am I?!

I-I appeared out of nowhere in a place surrounded by trees, in front of this pig! He didn't even let me think clearly about what just happened because he tried to hit me with a giant hammer!

"Woof, woof!"

"Huh? Kevs?!"

Kevs is running towards me. No, Kevs, it may be a dream, but I don't want you to be killed in this dream! It feels so real! I don't understand anything!

"Kevs, run, get away...!! Uwaaaah!"

I'm an idiot, I tripped and fell to the ground!

I turned around and saw the giant pig standing in front of me, s-smiling at me.

"H-hi. H-how are you? W-Wouldn 't you like to sit down and talk like the civilized people we are?"

He shook his head and raised the hammer.

T-the ground feels real. The air feels real. The smell of pigs feels real. I hope the pain doesn't feel real!

"N-no, don't do it!"

"Woof!"

Kevs stopped by my side. Ahhhhhhhh!!! Get out of here, I don't want to see you die, even if it's a dream!

"Kevs, get out of here!"

"Ruaaaajjjj!!"

The pig roared and his mouth stinks! Yuck...! Huh? What is this that fell into my right hand...? A human finger?! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Yuck! And it felt so real! What's happening?!!

The hammer is heading towards me and I closed my eyes tightly. Please don't let it really hurt me! This is a dream, just a dream! Die, disappear!

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Huh? That hit sounded like an explosion, but I felt no pain... Oh, it worked. I can now control my dream, I felt no pain!

"Hahahahahaha! Now get ready to die, you fucking pig, I can control my dream now!"

I got up from the ground and opened my eyes... Huh?

The pig didn't hit me because... his head exploded?

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"Huh...? Well, at least I beat the pig. I can now control my dream!"

Kevs jumped to my chest and I fell back to the ground. Wow. Is he stronger than before? I felt him push me and I didn't feel that before.

"Woof!"

He started licking my face.

"Kevs, we're in a dream! And it feels so real. Even your tongue feels real. This dream is incredible!"

"It’s not a dream."- Someone said.

Who talked? I heard the voice of an old woman.

"I was the one who talked to you. On your right."

"Huh?"

I turned to my right. An old woman?

“This is not a dream, Mr. Dann. You died and I transported your soul to this world."

"Huh? I-I died? I died?!"

"I was originally going to give you unique skills and great magical power, but I made a little mistake and accidentally ended up giving them to that dog. That dog defeated the Orc with a fireball."

—... "Huh?"

“And it's amazing that he defeated such an easy A-rank monster. I think I gave him too much magical power. Ah, I'll be scolded for this, but there's no turning back."

... What?!!

"I don't understand anything!"

Did my dog defeat an Orc?! Great magic power?! I don't understand anything!

"I know you don't understand anything, so I'll summarize it in a few words... You pitied me and that's why I sent you into this world, to start a new life."

"I-I really died?"

B-but I felt so good. Why did I die?!

"Why did you die? Didn't you feel the gunshot?"

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! You can even read the thoughts...! Huh? Gunshot?!"

"Yes, you received a stray bullet in the head. One robbery went wrong and... Well, you died."

"I died because an assailant didn't know how to aim properly?! Ahhhhhhhh!!! My luck is shit!"

"Yes, and since you died without having fulfilled your dream, I sent your soul to this world, so that you can have a new life and be happy. You lived most of your life in want, without any luxury, just to fulfill your dream. It is admirable, that's why I was sad to know that you died without having fulfilled your dream, a dream you worked so hard to fulfill. I sent you to this world without much importance for destiny, so that you can live happily. As I told you before, I was going to give you very powerful unique skills and great magical power so you could have a harem, defeat demons and become a hero, but things didn't work out so well. I made a mistake... A big mistake... Are you listening to me?"

"Yes, I hear you, but I'm still processing the information... Ahhhhhhhh!!! I'm dead!"

I would like to continue believing that this is a dream, but it is so real that it is impossible for it to be a dream! My luck is really shit!

"And you're telling me you gave those unique skills and magic to Kevs?!"

"Yes, and I offer you a sincere apology."

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! My luck is shit! This world is dangerous, there are monsters! How am I supposed to survive?!"

"You have your dog, Kevs."

"Oh, it's true, my dog is incredibly powerful now...! But... What is he doing here?! Was he shot too?!"

"No, the death of your dog was one of the main reasons I decided to give you a new life. Your dog died of sadness hugging you, feeling that you were already dead. It was one of the saddest and most touching deaths I have ever seen in a dog, so I decided to send his soul to this world as well, to accompany you, but something went wrong and the skills and magical power were absorbed by Kevs' soul. I'm sorry, I never imagined that your dog's soul was more powerful than your soul."

"Ahhhhhhhh!!! Even my soul is weaker than a dog's!"

“Woof..."

Kevs strokes my leg with his head, looks sad.

I made Kevs feel sad... I'm sorry, Kevs, I don't blame you, it wasn't your fault.

"Don't worry, Kevs, I'm not mad at you, it wasn't your fault. I just feel useless knowing that you'll always have to protect me. Forgive me for being a burden to you."

"Yeah, yeah, don't despair. I can't give you powerful skills, but I can at least give you two skills. Choose."

Thank you, old woman!

"I'm a goddess."

"I-I'm sorry."

T-Thank you, Goddess beautiful and full of goodness.

"Much better. Now choose."

A list of skills appeared in front of me... Can I only choose two? Well, it's only 10 skills, choosing can't be that hard.

Skills available are: [Speed: Allows the user to increase their speed by running by 10.]

I could use it to escape.

[Invocation: Invokes a being chosen by the user.]

Kevs will always be by my side, so I don't think I need it.

[Clothes creation: Used to create clothes].

... Unnecessary

[Ingredient creation: Used to create ingredients for cooking].

Oh, I like this.

[Blacksmith.]

Well, it's obvious what it's for, but I don't like it.

[Purification: Purifies.]

No, well... What a great explanation.

[Magic Storage: Used to store objects.]

Mmm... Interesting.

[Stealth.]

Nah.

[Theft.]

I don't want to be a thief.

[Imitation.]

I don't think it will be of any use to me.

Mmm... Ah... Well, the main thing is to think carefully about what I'm going to do.

None of these skills will make me powerful, so I won't fight, I won't be a warrior. Goodbye to that possibility.

But there are two specifically that I could use to fulfill my dream. I couldn't fulfill my dream in my original world, but I can fulfill it in this world! My efforts will not be in vain!

"I want [Ingredient creation] and [Magic storage], please!"

With [Ingredient Creation], I will be able to get free ingredients for cooking, we will never starve! And it would save me a lot of budget that I could use for publicity.

And [Magic Storage], it will help me store the ingredients and save me from leaving them in some warehouse, and it's magic! Maybe keep the ingredients fresh.

"Very well. Ready."

The list disappeared... Already? I don't feel any different.

"Well, goodbye."

"W-wait... Is that all? Won't you ask me to kill a Demon King, a monster, or expand your religion?"

"No, just enjoy your life. Goodbye."

She disappeared... Wow.

“Well... Kevs, we're dead, but at least we're still together. Thanks for joining me in this new life, old friend."

I bent down and hugged him.

Kevs, nothing has changed. We were together in the other world, and we're still together in this world. I can't be sad.

Plus, now that you're powerful, Kevs, we can make a ton of money selling monsters!

"Kevs, a new life awaits us! Are you ready?!"

"I am, master! I'm ready!"

"Perfect! Now...! Huh?"

D-did I hear that right?

"What's the matter, master?"

"Kevs... Did you speak?!!!"

I definitely hear him talking! Ahhhhhhhh!!! Yes, I went crazy!

"Sorry to scare you. It's a skill I have, master. I have [Telepathy]!"

"T-telepathy...? S-so... So... So cool!"

"Isn't that right?! I have over 10 amazing unique skills...! And sorry for stealing your skills, master, it wasn't my intention. I communicated with that Goddess by telepathy, but she told me that nothing can be done, I cannot give them to you. Please, I beg you to forgive me, Master."

I admit that yes, at first I got sad for not having unique skills, but fuck the unique skills, the important thing is that my dog can talk to me!

"Fuck unique skills! Kevs, just the fact that you can talk to me and understand me is more than enough for me! I'd rather be able to talk to you than have unique skills! This is something we should celebrate!"

"Yes!"

Kevs jumped up and put his front paws on my chest.

"To celebrate, master!"

His voice sounds like an adult man, but with the energy of a teenager... Great!

"But I think we need to test our skills first. We need to prepare before we travel."

"You are so wise, Master! It's like you have that unique skill and I don't!"

—... "Do you have a unique skill called [Wise]?"

"And also a call [Hero], master."

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"Master?"

"Kevs... That's so cool!!"

I will definitely enjoy this new life!!

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