Have you ever wondered what comes after death?
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Of course you have it's something that is so common in today'people head because of our current condition aka our old friend depression, which if you don't have one well lucky for you since depression is a B#tch.
which the fact in the current society we have reached the point where we are some of the most loneliest.... Right im getting sidetracked where was i
Oh yeah Death and what comes after
Which Most people have an idea about which
Depending on who you ask, you'll hear different things. The Buddhists talk about rebirth. Atheists talk about nothing. Some fringe group in Utah once told me we'd all ascend into data clouds, which that one was a weird one.
But me?
I was Catholic.
Not just "I go to church on Christmas or Easter or when he feels like it" Catholic — I mean guilt-sharpened-by-prayer Catholic.
Which i prayed every day to the Lord, i followed the ten commandments which was pretty hard in some parts,i Confess my sins once a year heck actually 2 times before Easter and Christmas,i help others, and forgive others ( this was stupidly hard)
Which i believe when I died, I'd be greeted by Saint Peter holding a divine clipboard. You know — the one with your life story, all your sins, all the prayers you forgot to finish. I imagined him going:
"Ah,Michael (Yes that's my name). A Catholic, struggled with nearly of every type sin of any imaginable envy,sloth,lust, gluttony,also once rage-quit a Crusader Kings campaign. But! Confessed regularly and cares for others. Heaven for you."
Simple. Clean. Eternal.
But....Turns out, God had a sense of humor i mean of course he does considering Jesus alone did crack multiple joke even a p#nis joke.
Because when I opened my eyes i was not in Heaven or Hell…
But in a crib for a baby.
And worse after receiving my memories again which it was painful as heck as if getting hit with the equivalent of being shot in the head with a 20mm bullet of a Sniper rifle—
I am now something no Catholic man should ever be.
....A Frenchman.
(cue thunderclap and Gregorian horror chant)
Okay, okay. I'm kidding. Sort of. French jokes aside, I wasn't expecting reincarnation to be on the menu. Let alone being reborn into a different world entirely — because trust me, this ain't Earth. How do i know you might asked,of course i learnt it,im after all a cultured Man, which i have read so many webnovel, light novels,fanfics. Which in 80% of cases if you suddenly woke up and found yourself in a different body you are basically in another world and have been reincarnated, which usually when being reincarnated some of the perks usually includes an op ability or some shtick like a system or a golden finger the Chinese would say which i have tried and nothing popped up so looks like im a dud
Now before continuing on my long long long monologue,did i already say long three times if not..long
Let me introduce myself.
My current name is Michael Alessandro de Montfort.
Yeah, I know.Very Fancy.
Which for a second i thought i was born in a fantasy world but after looking around which i spotted a tv and different books I'm in a modern world, which i don't mind.
Now my last name "de Montfort" comes from my dad's side — an old French family name with medieval weight to it. If you know your history, Simon de Montfort was a crusader and a bit of a fanatic. Fitting, I guess.
My middle name, Alessandro, came from my mom's side. She's Italian by blood — her maiden name is Valentini, and she's a professor of classical languages.
As for my baptism name, it's Stephen — or Étienne, as the French would say. I was named after Saint Stephen, the first martyr of Christianity.
Makes sense, right? Die once, come back a martyr.. yeah not really i think
Now you might be wondering — how the hell did I get here?
I mean, it's not every day someone dies and wakes up as a French toddler.
The short answer?
I don't know.
I died. I woke up. There was no ethereal voice saying "You've been chosen." No floating goddess asking me what cheat power I wanted. Just darkness, then screaming,and waking up.
But here's the kicker—
I remember everything.
Not "vague flashbacks" or "fragments of a past life." No. I have full retention of everything that happened.
Which My name was Michael Reyes in my previous life. Twenty-seven years old. Catholic, confirmed, occasionally sarcastic, and incredibly overworked.
My main job?
I was a scientist — worked primarily in physics and chemistry, though I dabbled in biology more than I care to admit. My degree said "Theoretical Physics," but let's be honest, I was more like a problem-solving mercenary with a lab coat.
My side hustle?
I was an amateur archaeologist.
No, seriously.
You wouldn't believe how often that came in handy. Church relics, ancient artifacts,and etc I had a fascination with biblical history and old-world legends and for the supernatural.
Which probably what got Saint Peter to stamp my application for reincarnation.
Or maybe… maybe it was something else nah i don't want to think about it.
Now you might be thinking on how did i died,some might guess i died by being overworked, another might say i got killed by being hit by the legend himself that create heroes by killing them first and then kidnapping them to another world, aka our friend truck-kun..... Yeah sadly no
I died in an accident. More specifically I was working late in the lab when a compressed tank chain-reacted after a minor electrical short, which was not my fault by the way,which then the Whole place went up.
But luckily i didn't feel a thing, thank God. One second I was standing. The next? Darkness.
Then I was here.
A baby. A French baby.
Le bébé sacré, if you want to be dramatic about it.
But here's the thing that really screws with me
as i said i remember everything
I didn't just remember science.
I remembered everything.
My education, my Spotify playlists, every formula I'd ever memorized, historical trivia,my mom's mac and chease recipe — even the exact steps to fix a leaking faucet or on how to commit tax evasion which it was during a desperate time.
If it was in my brain before death, it's still there, yes it includes embarrassing memories.
Anyway, for now, I'm just playing the role of "Gifted little French boy."
well that's it for chapter 1 which is explaining what i have experience, which my life story will probably start in chapter 2
~Michael
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🧠 Recap & Details:
Past Name: Michael Reyes
Age of Death: 27
Profession(s): Physicist/Chemist (main), Archeologist (side interest)
Cause of Death: Lab accident — instant death from an explosion
Skills Remembered: Full memory, all scientific knowledge, historical & biblical knowledge, even daily life skills and pop culture
Reincarnation Status: Fully aware, confused, but not scared — curious and cautious
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Names :
Father's name : Edward de Montfort.
Mother's name : Giulia Valentini.
MC's name: Michael Alessandro de Montfort
MC's Baptism name: Stephen (Étienne)