Now I am here.
Many years have passed, and I became thirty years old.
Currently, I am also unmarried.
It wasn't too bad.
When I opened my eyes in this world, I was an infant, as God had stated.
And in this world, as the being also said, the rules were different.
Magic and mythical creatures exist and the human body is inherently stronger than that of Earth's.
In other words, a typical fantasy world.
But the situation here isn't really much different from Earth, aside from the geography and the things I have mentioned above.
Gravity exists, as well as other concepts of science.
In fact, this world greatly resembled the Medieval Era.
As expected of another world.
God also stated that anything in this world isn't in their jurisdiction either.
And according to my parents, there is only one god in this world.
I would not go over that, since I am not a religious person.
I woke up before sunrise, as I always do.
The house I built myself sits far east from the village, on a vast farmland that I clear and till alone.
It wasn't hiding anything shady.
It was just a little more comfortable away from other people.
I work alone.
I plant the seeds alone, I harvest them alone. It was the best experience for me.
The morning air in the north-east of the Carlisle Empire is cold enough to bite through cloth.
Dewsbury, the town I settled in, is the farthest town in the whole continent. It takes four days to go here from the nearest country.
Peaceful village with lush scenery.
The folks are very nice.
It was the ideal place to retire.
I became a farmer as soon as I got here.
Sometimes I am also a blacksmith to the townsfolk.
I also work as a carpenter in the town, so I often visit it.
But I lived far east from the village.
I also train regularly, like other people would, right?
My reputation is so-so.
The villagers always greet me when I come to the village.
They say that they are thankful for me because I always help them whenever they need to.
I also regularly kill monsters in the nearby forest, since they might become dangerous for the townsfolk.
For some reason, when I come to the village to help them, the children would always come to me, clinging and begging for me to play with them.
It was because I showed them some tricks from back on Earth and from when I was adventuring.
The folks said to me that I shouldn't be too mad at them because they were only children.
They weren't suspicious of me either.
They were more fascinated than scared.
I would always teach those brats to fight, to some extent, as per the request of their families.
Sometimes I would even let them join me hunting monsters in the nearby forest.
Of course, I would always warn them about the dangers of the forest and to not let their guard down.
Aside from that, not really much happened here.
That's why it's the best.
Around mid-morning, I headed into Dewsbury to fix a broken cart wheel for the miller.
The town was small, maybe a few hundred people at most. The streets were dirt-packed, lined with wooden houses and the occasional stone building.
As I walked, a group of children spotted me from down the lane.
"It's Uncle!" one of them shouted.
Within seconds, I was surrounded.
"Uncle, show us the trick again! The one where you make the stick spin!"
"No, show us how you punch the tree!"
"Can we go to the forest today? Please?"
I sighed, but I couldn't help the small smile that tugged at my lips.
"Later," I said. "I have work first. If you're all good, maybe I'll show you something after."
A chorus of cheers followed me as I made my way to the blacksmith's workshop.
The miller was already waiting, his cart wheel in pieces beside him.
"You're a lifesaver," he said, handing me a mug of watered-down ale. "Been meaning to fix this for weeks, but every time I try, I end up breaking something else."
"It's just a wheel," I said, taking a sip. "Nothing a hammer and some patience can't fix."
He laughed. "That's why we like you. No fuss, just work."
I spent the next hour repairing the wheel, the rhythmic clang of hammer on metal filling the workshop.
The kids lingered outside, peeking in whenever they thought I wouldn't notice.
By the time I finished, the sun was high in the sky.
The miller inspected the wheel, nodded approvingly, and pressed a few coins into my hand.
"Will you stay for lunch?" he offered.
"I should get back," I said. "I got seeds to check on."
He didn't argue because he knew better than to try.
On the walk back to my farm, my mind wandered.
Why did I tell you all that?
That's because I wanted to describe how "average" I am.
But I did not forget about my promise.
About how I wanted to try.
And to be frank, I did.
But I guess my worries weren't unfounded either.
When I grew up, I said to my parents that I would become an adventurer.
Yes, they exist in this world.
Naturally, they dissuaded me, telling me that being an adventurer means that I'll be lumped with those brutes that do not know manners.
But I yearned to become an adventurer because it was a job that offered the most freedom.
Unfortunately, my family did not approve of me being one.
Instead, I was educated to become a merchant along with my family.
But something terrible occurred.
One day, we got into an accident involving monsters, and my parents have sadly died as a result.
I was seventeen when that happened.
At that time, I inherited their worth, but I did not become a merchant.
That was because I was one year short of the legal age.
So at that time, I began training to become an adventurer.
Actually, I secretly trained when my parents weren't looking.
And so, after I passed the exam, I officially became an adventurer.
For years, I began to fulfill my desire since my last life, and I naturally travelled country to country along the way of my adventure.
I wasn't really concrete with my goal either.
I only tried to do what I wanted to do at that time.
Just as I have promised to myself.
And before I knew it, I have travelled every country in this continent.
At this point, I was already satisfied with my life.
I didn't even spend the inheritance that I got from my parents.
And my adventurer life led me to earn a lot of money, despite me actually expecting nothing.
So I decided to enjoy the other side of life: to retire and spend the rest of my days doing nothing.
That's because I already felt that I have fulfilled my wish.
And I wasn't weak either.
Before I knew it, I became really strong.
That's why I wanted to retire now.
I was already old, anyways, and I'm just going to be a farmer in the countryside.
Yes, countryside.
All that adventuring made me tired.
I was more of a wanderer rather than an adventurer.
And that's why I'm here at the countryside, spending my life without much trouble.
Aside from that, not really much happened here.
That's why it's the best.
In the days where I didn't do anything, I would always sit back and relax as I enjoy the countryside.
It was the life I have wanted.
Sure, it wasn't grandiose as what I originally thought of doing when I came here, but…
It was honestly the best feeling.
I fulfilled my wish and my long-cherished desire to just lay back.
I wasn't like those characters that wasn't satisfied until they have fame and power.
Or even women… Speaking of which, I wasn't really interested in love either.
All I wanted to do when I came to this world was to "try."
But my personality was pretty much the same.
Lazy, nor was I a person who was greedy.
So that's why this was the best outcome.
Ever.
I wish that this slow life of mine would never end.
Of course, until I die.
There might be some trouble, but sure, I would just solve them.
So my other aim was to eliminate any problem hindering my life here in the countryside that I grew very fond of.
"But it's not like the world would try and annoy me, right?"
I wished that I have never uttered those words back then.