Pops was a good man in a difficult moment in time. He always wanted to save or help people, especially the young. So, when he saw a truck on a deadly path to a mom and her girl, the man (nicknamed) Pops jumped into gear. Losing his life for the child and mother was well worth the cost, to him he felt as if the world was slow moving his thoughts of saving that girl who was in the direct path to the truck were his motivation. He couldn't possibly let a child die in front of him without having tried to help his mind felt like breaking at just the thought. As much as was possible, he had sacrificed for his friends and family. A mother and child this time, a desperate child the last time, the time before that was a woman who needed help saving her husband. Pops helped them all. And they were all helping others that they could. So, when Pops was no more, they would continue to make a difference in someone else’s life. Pops might have been the beginning of that all but he didn’t think the end would ever come for simple human kindness.

Meet pops as he goes about a new life filled with adventure and doing the one thing, he knew he did well as an earth human. What he does might intrigue you. It might even tempt you to tell your friends about Pops. His adventures will be sung about. 

Transmigration of An Old Soul

Getting to the mansion was dull and boring since Alfred took a nap. After the time Alfred had spent here it was almost time to go for a month of hunting for people, so he was preparing mentally for the slums. He knew the dregs and the slums would have plenty of people for him to save and contract for employment so he would go after the birthday party for the almost adult Young Lord. I was invited as a guest and not a servant, and not to be working. He would be vigilant to evil for the party because that was just who Alfred was. The funny thing about the whole thing was they made sure to invite Kiri as well, through me of course, since all the servants were fairly scared of him. 


Buying the Slums