s nightmare. I was just 15 years old when the bus accident happened. Losing my only fami
at his picture beside my bed, three years felt like forever. The frame was slightly worn from the t
rip for months-a week of solitude in the wilderness, the same place my grandfather and I used to camp. The thought o
e Filipino convenience store, trading shifts
the camping gear under the bed, th
its and soft bread my grandfather used to drink over the fire. The scent alone might bring back memories I
began my trek into the wilderness. The familiar scent of damp earth and pine filled the air
Heavy rain poured down, turning the ground into thick mud. Thunder rumbled overhead, followed by flashes of lightning that lit up
sharp, searing pain shot through my body. I know I scre
at the age of 18-with not
**
miliar voice echoed in my ears lik
d slowly, I opened my ey
d? But I know
pain-I remember it all. Lightn
m I stil
-Asian, half-Irish person with an ordinary look an
Are you
or the source of the voice. The
ngels-or maybe gods-stood in perfect rows, their stone faces staring down at me. The air
Robinson Jr?" the ma
ook-and my mo
dless as the ocean, glowing with an unnatural light. His silver hair flowed past his should
eeing things? Or is
?" I asked, my
t regretful. "Nope. Thi
. "Are yo
mile faltered as he shut his eyes briefly. "I'm sorry
. "Then why am
my lightning. I flicked my finger the wrong way." He sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "I
ensat
answered w
"So... this
ain. I sort souls, you know-deciding whether they go to heave
arms. "And
nd you to heaven... or you can be reinca
ics I used to read? Wow. And those sexy elves? Why not? A smir
u can't go b
idened. "
registered. If you're reincarnated or summoned to
y what I wanted. To live peacefully with lots and lots of money. Besides, I didn't have anyone on Earth. Why not try
id with a smile. "I can send
all
ts or a cheat skill." The guardian
nt to be summoned, not reborn. Being reborn sounds like too
end you to the world you cho
" I replied, grinning. "I
gued. "Interesting. You're different.
ntasy world with magic and a status s
e gifts? You can choose
rfect. "I want something that can stop me from getting
rstood what I meant. "I can give you that. In fact, I can gi
shield?"
s like you are inside a magical bubble. Nothing-no person, no monster-will
d amazing. "Oka
about the
ted. "Can I have m
all
was carrying when I died. It was importa
and there it was-my precious green
one you wan
art racing. "But I w
cal bac
ant all my goods ins
n smiled knowingly.
y!" I g
gain, and my backpack glowed with
wink, "it can never be stolen, and
rkled. "Tha
ft," he said, his voice
nderstand all the language and have a little magical
l abilities?" I asked, curious. Why
ting. But you have a bright soul, Dirk Robinson. You're kind and gentle, yet you were born in the wrong world. I'm granting you
ve it-this was my new beginning. A new life,
" I said, my voice shaking with em
d at my words, his glowing eyes r
ely the guide. The world you choose will be filled with challenges and adventures. Bu
nning. A world full of magic, adventure, and endless possibilities awaited me. I
ep breath, a determined look s
of pride in his eyes. "Very well, Dirk
nd shapes swirling together like a vortex pulling me into the unknown. T
have the power to change
that, everyt