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

Ken’s Person’s POV (12 yrs. and 8 months old) 


“What?” I look at Glen who spoke and paused for awhile. Oh. 


“Ah, hehe, I’m just surprised at how high up we are.” I look back at the side of the trail where a cliff is eminent, I mean yeah there is still a lot of room for about three people to walk side by side without falling, but damn, this is a cliff? 


‘You’ve been hanging around one yourself and now you’re afraid of it? Unbelievable.’ -White- 


‘Is that supposed to be a complement or an insult? And no I’m not afraid, just surprised.’ I reply while tying my hair into a ponytail, it’s gotten longer now, hehe. 


‘O-kay, if you say so.’ He said scoffing. I just smiled and slowed down a bit so we, positioning myself at the back of the group so no one would wonder why I’m smiling to myself. 


‘Ugh, can’t even remember how many times your friends caught you laughing to yourself. -White- 


Chapter 37 - The Mountain of Lions