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That day was unusually lucky.

As soon as I left the house, three black cats passed by in front of me, and a truck stopped right in front of me even though the pedestrian light was red.

Ominous signs kept appearing, it was truly a lucky day.

And at the peak of that ominousness, disaster struck.

“Huh? Damn it.”

Descending the stairs to the underground.

Of course, that’s where I accidentally slipped and fell.

My ankle twisted, and I tumbled down the stairs.

Rolling down, bumping into things, I arrived much faster than if I had just walked down normally.

“Ah… it hurts.”

Did I hit my head hard while rolling?

Outside my field of vision, red blood gradually spread.

I was conscious, but unable to speak.

“Am I going to die?”

There was no one around.

No one to call 911 for me.

That was as good as a death sentence.

The short curse I spat out while stumbling might as well have been my last words.

I felt my strength draining, my whole body aching.

My consciousness was fading.

“Is this how my life ends?”

I had finished my military service, graduated from college.

Now it was time to start working.

And this tragedy happened on my way to a job interview.

“I haven’t achieved anything yet…”

To die like this.

I wanted to cry like a child.

But now, my body wouldn’t even listen to me enough to cry.

As a little more time passed, my consciousness was sucked into the distant darkness.

And….

***

“Hmm… Handsome.”

My face reflected in the stream.

It wasn’t the face I knew.

The black hair and black eyes were the same.

“If it’s black hair and black eyes, it might be a common color.”

But not here.

Simply put, this was a foreign country.

A Western appearance with black hair and black eyes.

Mysterious… almost dreamlike.

In fact, I had heard many times that I was handsome.

But the face reflected in the stream now surpassed that.

“A Western handsome face with black hair and black eyes… even comparing to celebrities is impossible.”

The face in the stream was fascinating.

It was natural.

I was ten years old, so I was still a child.

Yet, I was so handsome that a future where I would make countless women cry was automatically envisioned.

But there was something more important.

“Am I… reincarnated?”

Reborn at ten years old.

At this age in this place, I recalled the empty death of my past life.

“It’s a fantasy world….”

This place where I gained a new life was not a foreign country, but a world of fantasy.

There was magic, and monsters.

Honestly, when I found out, I was a little happy.

To me, who enjoyed reading fantasy novels, it might have been a good thing.

But….

“If I’m going to be reincarnated, they should have made me a noble or a prince.”

An orphan with no parents.

At least this situation could be tolerated because it was similar to my past life.

If I was an orphan, I should have been placed in an orphanage.

But now, I was a street urchin wandering around.

“Sigh…. I can’t even go to an orphanage and ask them to take care of me….”

I wanted to vent my dissatisfaction about the current situation to the being called God.

The only being that came to mind when it came to involvement in my past life was God.

“Well, it’s impossible to vent my dissatisfaction.”

Since I couldn’t meet God.

So, I could only hold this dissatisfaction in my heart.

Anyway, what was more important now was…

“How am I going to live from now on?”

It was a problem of survival, how to survive in this fantasy world full of dreams and hopes.

In this world, I found myself living the life of an orphaned beggar, where only hardships unfolded before me.