Kuro no Hiera Glaphicos - Prelude - Red Dawn

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Man, been couple of month since I logon to blogger. RL came in waves, and things happen. Overlord book sitting on shelf, and meh, not feeling like translating that since other catching up on Volume 5 already. Was introduce to a chinese site which had translated LN, but my Chinese suck so bad lol. Been reading few LN, and this caught my attention.

Kuro No Hiera Glaphicos. 

It's Not about Main Character been "Rec," and He is not OP or close to OP yet. Well, I'm only done with Volume 1.

Btw, MC likes Older women, and his "aunt" is hotttttttttt.

PS: Also if this series have already been picked up by another group or someone, let me know. So I can translate another "LN" I found fun....

Unedited.
Suck grammer complaint? Point it out, and I'll try to fix it, but only if I feel like it.

C -> E ( I don't have the jap LN book, so no Jp -> E on this one.)
All Name is from C-> E, unless someone has the book can sup me the JP Name.
Source goes to the chinese LN site.

黒鋼の魔紋修復士

Prelude 

Red Dawn

  Ancient time, [God] has sealed [Demon]

People praised the God, and so the God went into Slumber.

But to this day, Human continuously protect the sealed [Demon] as tradition mission.

The Name of god who had used the seal, has long been forgotten now.

Even if his holy name was pass down, no one would be even willingly use the God name.

So, people has come to called the God [Stella Layton],

The meaning of the name is – [Atone of the Lord].

Because of this, the worshipper and believer of this god has religion name [The Holy Stalla Layton religion].

The [Demon] which was sealed within the ancient graves, the location name which has become [Hill of Seals], is located around the Kingdom of Yamoda holy capital Ahmad.

The one so called Dominus, are those who has been chosen as special magicians. Their special task duty were to reseal the [Demon], if [Stella Layton] were not awake by the time seal was broken.

Everything was Red

The entire surrounding was engulf by the red flame, as if will be burned to death any moment.

It does not matter if it was the bed which was used daily, or his favor sofa used to jump up and down, and also the desk he reluctantly used to study---

Within the life of the youth, the scene by scene from his memories, everything was engulf and was disappear within the red flame.

The youth looked toward his mother, the surrounding flame was reflected within the pupil, and the unpleasant color of the red flame was dancing about.

The mother began to put her hand on his throat to strangle him, the youth could not understand why his mother would do such, could only helplessly watch her.

Why did he had to die, the youth could not understand.  

The only feeling the youth had, was his body temperature been taken away slowly.

Against the surrounding which was been swallowed by the flames, the youth was walk heading toward the coldness of death instead.

At that moment, the youth sight was facing the crying mother.

Why was mother crying? The youth could not understand.

Was she crying because she had to kill her own child? Or was there another reason?

But no matter what, there should not be a reason in the world for parents to kill their own young child.

---- When the youth had thought of this, he realized.

This was not reality, but instead a dream.

*

Waking up with cold sweat all other his body, Dimitar took a deep breath.

Looking out the window, the stars still shin brightly hanging amount the sky, looks like it will still be some time before the dawn.

Dimitar unconsciously touching his own neck, tilting up his dark brown hair, used a bit of energy getting out of the bed.

Along with the sword scabbard, Dimitar takes the giant sword lying beside the bed, heads out toward the back yard of the residence.

The soft blowing wind of the night, made his soaked by sweat body felt great.

When just dreamed a nightmare, the best way is to go back to sleep. None stop exercise will tired the body, and was a great method to go back to sleep after.

Even thou practicing swing till break of daylight, it was not a bad thing for Dimitar.

Because the mother who had always scold him to sleep early, was no long by his side.