So let's recap a bit,
I am or rather I was Michael Rogers. And now I am Arjun springs. I know, I know a weird name. Wait no where was I.
Yeah I was Michel Rogers, a 25 years old physics professor in a prestigious university of Germany. I had a wife who was of Indian origin. We were a happy couple who loved each other a lot.
She was a knew different languages and was a historian. The last we meet she said she was going to her mother's house in India for a bit. The day she left I cooked my mean meal, ate it and went to bed.
After that I woke up as a baby.
Now I want you to tell me happened to me that I woke up as a baby in a unfamiliar world.
I DID NOT DIE, OR HAD AN ACCIDENT WITH TRUCK-KUN. I DID NOT FELL ASLEEP WHILE READING A NOVEL OR WHILE PLAYING A GAME. NOR DID I DRANK A RANDOM POTION AS WELL I NEVER WROTE A NOVEL OR BOOK NOR DID I EVER READ ONE.... Maybe I did read the short story made by my wife but that was about it
So just why... just why... JUST WHY GODD*MN DID I GET REBORN.
Now before you say " why is he made to get reborn" let me tell you I had a good life everything and I mean everything was going well for me. I had a great job very young because of my intelligent brain. I had a loving wife whom I fell in love with. I had money, I had a friends.
I don't want another life. My previous one was perfect for me .
" Arjun? You are day dreaming again" said a little girl from across the room. She had a doll like appearance. It was like when you see her you just want to hug her really tight l
" No I was just thinking lily. Hey are you eating ice-cream again?" I said in a strict tone but for my chubby child like body it appeared really cute.
"NO!" She said as she hide the ice-cream cup and quick bolted away.
Seeing this I released air out mouth. She was my twin sister born just a couple seconds after me. Lily springs.
It's been 9 years since I have came to this world. my appearance like any 9 year old.... Cute, though I have blue eyes and raven black hair. My sister has black eyes and black hair. We both have white skin like that of our mother.
Hmmm how do I have blue eyes, though i doubt anyone would want to know that. I mother in this world has black hair and blue eyes and my father has black hair and black eyes.
let's get the intersting part of this world. MAGIC, SWORDS AND MONSTERS.
YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!
I h*ll I care. I have no intention of going straight to my death. I am not hero ok!
I.....I...I am still depressed. I miss my wife. Though I love my current family too as I was a orphan in my past life. Having a mother and a father can do wonders.
" Here you go" a sweet voice came. It was lily. As she gave me a cup of ice-cream.
" You don't usually share your ice-cream with me why now?" I asked but I knew the reason.
"Because..... because I will never will be able to give it again!" She said this and ran away.
Why did she say that, well my or rather our parents are break off their marriage.
Suddenly bell rang.
" Arjun it's time to leave." Said a man in his late twenties. He had a slight beard and black hair and black eyes. With a brown skin texture. Like that of any Indian
He is my father Parveen. He is a hero not a hunter. A hero.
"Ok Dad" l said and followed him.
I still miss my previous life
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