by Caladbolg
I used to be a simple 23 years old student. No particular achievements, living with my parents, no girlfriend. If there was one thing I liked about my life, then it was writing and reading novels. Regrettably, I was too half-hearted (and maybe not talented enough) to make a living this way. Despite all of that, my life was a comfortable one, or so I thought. Little did I know that one day, after falling asleep on my desk, I would die. I have no idea if it was a heart attack or something else, but I should have died back then. Now, the problem at hand. I’m glad to have discovered that death isn’t the end of the run, but I don’t have time to be happy about that. Was it about four years ago that I awakened in a different world, in the body of the eight-year-old me? Anyway, after I was declared as a ‘Scourge-Class’, I somehow managed to survive up until now and I’ve understood a few things about this weird world that I’m in. In brief words, this world appears to have a setting that is a mix of all the stories which left the biggest impression on me in my past life. That includes the ones I read, wrote, and even the ones I had only daydreamed about. However, that’s not the most important thing at the moment. Right now, I’m going to attempt the craziest thing I’ve done in both of my lives. We’re going to escape this damned place and from the Scourge-Class, we’re going to become Disaster-Class. The friends whom we lost in those four years… we are going to avenge them all. [participant in the NaNoWriMo Royal Road challenge]
