Chapter 4: Let’s see it!
So, my plight goes like this: I died on earth and I got reincarnated in another world, and in this world... magic exists.
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Reincarnation is one thing, but magic? Ha!
This is what makes my current condition unique/unbelievable.
It sounds like something you’ll read in a web novel, a fictitious product of an author’s imagination, but it’s true and it has become my reality.
It makes me feel like the entire life that I lived, the emotions I felt, all the sufferings that I went through, the memories I made. I feel like.. like they were all just the prologue to my story, it’s a saddening feeling.
It’s been four years since I was born into this new world.
Now I no longer feel the force that was holding me back from talking when I was a baby, I can talk now, according to Jennette, I even have a better accent and speech fluidity than most adult commoners.
Speaking of Jennette, she no longer stays in my room all day, writing and researching.
She was quite stunned the day I first spoke, of course, I was quite startled myself, experiencing the feeling of talking for the first time in four years, who wouldn’t be? But that wasn’t even the most awe-striking fact.
What struck me the most was the fact that my voice when I spoke.. did not sound like the voice in my head. I had a tiny, childlike voice, and I had no idea what I expected. And what shocked Jennette were the first words that I uttered;