Oh...NO!!! TRUCK-SAMA

It was a cold night,in the evening at the month of December 25. the time when the shadows grew longer as the glaring sun slowly but surely set beyond the horizon. The road now released back the chill into the air. It would be another uncomfortably cold night. 🌃

Xavier was a typical otaku😏🎮🕹️. Everyday and night he was watching an anime💻. He always read a load of light novels and webnovel📚 about people being transported to another world and think they are cliché, but deep inside he wished that it would also happen to him. Since his parents had died long ago he hardly spoke to anyone.

In his hectic lifestyle, the shopping spree on payday and the sales festival were his biggest joys. Maybe his dull and normal lifestyle was taking a toll on him😧, but the amount of books or CDs he purchased increased with every passing year. Now, it had finally become a monthly habit. He was completely addicted😀.

The man carried two full bags in each hand, each double-layered to prevent tearing. His backpack also bulged in a strange shape. His bags were filled with mangas, or lightnovels. In other words, he was really an otaku nerd🤓.

Wearing a silly 😃, he happily drive home with his bags🚘. The apartment he lived in was some distance away from the company, with the station in between. He needed to go out of his way to visit the electronics shopping center, but it was not a big deal since he got what he was after. Xavier made his way past the quiet residential zone, humming joyfully. The traffic was very light at this hour.🚗

*Vrmmm*

*Vrrmmmm*

The sound of an engine broke the silence as oncoming headlights blocked his vision. Blinded by the far-off lights, he slowed to the side of the road. The road was relatively wide, but it would be bad if the bags broke. Xavier frowned on the usage of high beams in a residential area, but he decided to pay it no mind and continued driving.

As Xavier crossed the road, he saw the no.1 enemy of Otaku's.... Truck-SAMA.🤤

The dazzling headlights fatally slowed his reactions. The Truck continued coming straight at him with no sign of slowing down, showing no intention of avoiding him. By the time he realized it, it was too late for him to move his car aside.

🚛

"Hey, wait..."

*smash*

The roar of the engine reverberated in his ears as the lights flooded his vision. A chill ran down his back.

*crack*

He could not get out of the way. The Truck collided with him while he hugged his bags. At the moment of impact, he heard his body make a frightening sound. While his body makes a series of broken bones sounds, all sorts of emotions flashed through his mind in the moment before he lost consciousness from the immense pain. But he did not see his life flash before his eyes or curse his luck

His last thoughts even as he lay there in agonizing pain in a mess of blood and guts were 'Ah well crap I guess I won't be able to enjoy any more manga or anime, let's hope my next life is somewhat more interesting'.

Suddenly, as he lay there fading, he felt an extremely strong pulling sensation and he immediately blacked out...😖