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

Third Person’s POV (12 yrs., 8 months and 1 week old) 


“Apart from such an unpleasant experience, I don’t think what master said should be taken into deep heartache.” suddenly said Ken as he served his group the delicacies he heated for a few minutes. 


These were the goodies he baked from earlier, and many at that. ‘Never thought I’d be talking about a topic concerning her again this early’ he thought and sighed inwardly to himself, ‘If only they weren’t able to hear that conversation from the Masters.’ 


The group stared at him in confusion. He glanced at them and back to the Masters. 


“Arcane Magic: Sound Alteration.” He casted suddenly, enveloping everyone in a translucent bubble of purple energy then slowly turned invisible. The process was fast so as those that were fairly distanced from them didn’t notice much. 


Chapter 128 - Choice