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1. **Introduction to Sam**: Sam is introduced as a young man living in a small apartment, repairing phones for a living. He reflects on modern technology and the impact of VR sets.

2. **Tragic Accident**: While watching the news about a tragic lightning accident, Sam himself is struck by lightning on his balcony. He experiences immense pain and then everything goes dark.

3. **Reflections in Darkness**: Sam finds himself in a blank, dark space where he reflects on his life, thinking about his family, especially his girlfriend Pooja, and regrets he had.

4. **Transition to Reincarnation**: Sam feels a pull towards a dim light and panics, fearing judgment or punishment. He feels sensations that confuse him until he realizes he's being born again. He perceives being wrapped in a white cloth and placed in the arms of a woman, suggesting he might have reincarnated.

5. **Uncertainty and New Beginning**: The story ends with Sam pondering if he has indeed reincarnated, leaving the question open.

The narrative mixes themes of mortality, reflection on life choices, and the possibility of an afterlife or reincarnation. It explores Sam's emotional turmoil and his final moments before potentially transitioning to a new life.

starting a new in a fantasy world

The next day, I set off for school alone, informing Mom that I would walk with Brook. She agreed, and as I made my way, I contemplated whether to enroll in spear or sword classes. Brook had explained that due to limited staff, students had to choose between these two disciplines, alongside the mandatory bow skills taught at the school. Villagers primarily learned these skills for self-defense or to qualify for the army, while hunting E and F rank monsters for consumption was predominantly done with bows. Brook, preferring longer weapons, had opted for spear classes.

Arriving at the smithy, I noticed an array of farming tools and kitchen utensils but sparse weaponry on display. Just as I was about to call for Brook, he emerged from the shop dressed in his school uniform.

"What are you doing here, Alex?" Brook asked, surprised.

"I thought we could walk to school together," I replied.

"Oh, so he's your friend," a voice chimed in, and a woman in her thirties stepped out from inside the shop.

Seeing my confusion, Brook swiftly introduced me, "Aunt, this is Alex. He started school yesterday."

"Hello, Alex. Thank you for coming to pick up Brook. He's not from this village. If you don't mind, please introduce him to your other friends," she said warmly.

Feeling slightly embarrassed, I mumbled, "Okay, Auntie," and after bidding farewell, Brook and I headed towards school together.

At school, the morning lecture with Mr. Kale continued much like the previous day, delving into general knowledge and history. During math class, my focus waned, and though the teacher noticed, he didn't intervene. After the break, I joined other students in one of the courts while Brook headed to another for his spear class.

Later, a robust man in his sixties arrived and introduced himself as Andrew, our instructor for basic blade skills. After a deliberate pause, he outlined our daily routine: 20 sit-ups, 2 minutes of planks, warm-ups, and a strict policy against using mana without permission. He cautioned us that these exercises would intensify over time.

Following his instructions, we equipped ourselves with wooden swords and practiced swinging them vertically 50 times, advancing with each swing.

"Rest up; this is just the beginning," Andrew announced before departing.

Returning to our regular classroom, we attended a literature lecture, and I noted that the students from the spear class looked as fatigued as we did.

After school, I returned home and took a two-hour nap before playing with my sisters.

School in this world fascinated me. We attended four days a week with three days off, but such attendance was necessary as it included physical training. While the school provided fundamental education, individuals like Brook pursued their chosen professions independently. Aspiring soldiers had to meet stringent training criteria without the benefit of resources like YouTube for learning and entertainment.

Contemplating this, I wished our world had an equivalent for easier learning and leisure.

The following day, after a hearty lunch, I ventured into the forest for a hunt and successfully captured several F-ranked monsters for food.

chapter 9