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 POV (12 yrs., 8 months and 1 week old) 


Finally, I’m back… okay, no Ken, no one should care that you are back, albeit slightly yes, they should care because I’m their friend and that they should reciprocate my treatment of them, no, it should be the choice of the person whether they wish to treat someone in a specific manner. 


Okay, now I’m ranting. Approaching Wilbert and Allen who are talking to one another as the others listen in on the conversation, considering that the sun’s almost noon, lunch must be being prepared. 


The time we consumed in exploring the new caves was quite significant, hmmm…. We better lessen that for other important things to do. Or maybe this is just me. 


‘You forgot that it’s Saturday.’ -White- 


‘Hm? Yes, it is Saturday, why?’ -Ken- 


‘Isn’t it supposed to be rest day?’ -White- 


Chapter 122 - Excitement