Keira died accidentally and then met a god for who knows what reason
God: Well, you're not exactly going to heaven or hell. You're going to a different world. I'm going to reincarnate you.
The stupid god reincarnated me and guess what... I REINCARNA...
I don't want to end up like him. But what is this feeling? It feels like I have liked that life once. Wait. What is this?
Am I reborn??? The story is not fictional. It's a true story...
It was my 1st life!!!! My 2nd life was the one I just lived and now this is my 3rd life!
So, the story was written by god himself.
{Sania:...I don't know why but I cringed a bit while reading this. Was it that cliche?}
Wow! God found my life so interesting that he turned it into a story.
Wow!
JUST WOW!
FUCK!
I THINK I'M GOING TO DIE! I DON'T WANT TO DIE AGAIN! I DON'T WANT TO GO THROUGH HELL ONCE AGAIN!
I'm going to change my destiny this time. I won't be hurt by anyone anymore. Fuck reincarnation. Fuck reborn. Fuck, family. Fuck, love.
I'm going to survive by myself!
I need to open my eyes first tho.
Keira slowly opened his eyes and blinked.
"Wow, it feels nostalgic. But my body hurts all over. My throat is also dry."
Keira took the glass from the table and drank the water.
"Hah! It feels a little better now. I need to find out how old I am now."
He walked towards the mirror and looked into it.
"Wow! I'm as beautiful as always! I'd rather date myself."
How he looked:
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"I have always been this beautiful but never noticed it. I wish I could be... happy forever."
He looked down and then again looked up with determined eyes.
"I have made up my mind. This time I'm going to live for myself. I'm going to be just myself. I don't care for those who don't care for me. Right now, I'm 14. But my height is that of a 10 or 12-year-old. I guess, those 2 horror days are already finished and I'm even engaged with the crown prince. I guess I'm like this now because I practiced swordsmanship too much for attention. But now I'm going to stop. I will surely live this time."
He looked in the closet for clothes.
"Ugh. These clothes are too heavy and fancy. There is no simple dress or suit here. I guess I will have to search for some."
After searching for some time, he wore a simple white shirt and blue shorts. He didn't bother combing his hair and doing the 2 buttons in the up and exited the room.
