I was reincarnated into another world.

As a barbarian of a savage tribe where courage was everything.

“If you are ten years old, you should at least be able to kill a bear.”
“……?”

They sent a ten-year-old child out to hunt wild beasts,

“If you are ten years old, you should at least bring back five heads.”
“……?”

and before long, even dragged him into war itself—an utterly monstrous scene of child abuse.

‘I am getting out of here no matter what and running away to the civilized world.’

I only struggled desperately because I wanted to survive somehow in this damned place.

-Balun! Balun! Balun! Balun!

And somehow, I ended up becoming a monstrous barbarian who shook the entire continent.

How in the world did this happen?

I Was Mistaken for a Monstrous Genius Barbarian