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Chapter 3 - Chapter 3 – January 16, 2011

Wait—wait.

There were so many questions left unanswered.

What about the other reincarnated people?

What exactly was I supposed to do for that lazy god?

What was the mission?

Before I could ask anything—

I was gone.

I opened my eyes.

The ceiling above me was familiar. Too familiar.

I sat up abruptly, my heart pounding.

January 16.

My birthday.

No divine hall. No gods. No assistant.

Just my old room.

For a moment, my chest tightened.

My wife…

I hadn't said anything to her. I hadn't even said goodbye.

Then reality settled in.

She doesn't exist yet. Not in this timeline.

The thought lingered longer than I expected—heavy, uncomfortable. I pushed it aside, not because it didn't matter, but because it had to wait.

I got out of bed.

It was Festive Holiday in our city. School was closed. The house was quiet. No celebration—just another ordinary day, exactly as I remembered.

I took my bath and followed the same routine my younger self always did.

Nothing had changed.

Yet everything had.

Let me be clear about who I was now.

I had an elder brother—born on the same day as me.

A modest, middle-class family.

My parents lived in V city.

Only my father worked, earning a living as a mechanic.

No wealth. No connections. No shortcuts.

That part of me remained unchanged.

But something else had been added.

Knowledge of the future.

I had spent years thinking about second chances.

Not to act immediately—but to know when to act.

The world felt smaller now.

And I felt… ahead of it..

Now, imagination has turned into certainty.

I didn't waste time.

The first thing I did was grab a notebook.

I began writing—fast.

Dates. Names. Turning points.

Things people dismissed before they became inevitable.

After an hour, I closed the notebook.

A faint smile crossed my face—not excitement, not joy.

Understanding.

This world is predictable.  And predictable things can be controlled.

I had learned enough to know that innocence was a luxury I could no longer afford.

And this time—

I have time.

I took a slow breath.

"No rushing," I muttered to myself.

"This life… I'll play it properly."

Somewhere beyond this world, a lazy god smiled.

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