After being massacred vigorously in his past life, and now floating in to nothingness, in an abyss where darkness reigns, he opens his eyes, and saw a small speck of light, perhaps... another chance?

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"What would you like me call you?" the orb of light spoke, in a gentle and humble voice. "Ken, please call me by my name, Ken." the man in white said, looking enticed at the orb of light, further drawing him in it's alluring glow. "Understood, and what would be your wish Ken?" the orb of light asked. "To be a third party." 
'To be a slow Transmigrator.' he added in his thought

The Third Party

3rd Person’s POV (12 yrs. and 3 months old) 


Meanwhile earlier this day, while the disciples where preparing for the class, the head researcher and researchers positioned themselves where they can spectate at the side of the fields and gather information of how their magic suit works, reacts, and its overall result after the activity. 


“Huh, an exercise early on, didn’t expect that.” commented Indur, as he and the other three masters sat together at the side. 


“A necessary component in their training as mages and warriors.” replied Klein. 


“You still use that name Klein? We’re magical beasts, why do we have to stoop so low as to use a human title?” rebutted Indur, looking offended and disgusted at the term. 


Chapter 29 - Question… Are You Serious!?