Role_Travers

Nagi Travers, a 20-year-old shut-in and former gaming champion, lives a miserable and isolated existence after being tormented by bullies throughout his life. Fired from his last job and grieving the loss of his parents, Nagi now survives by playing video games and barely ventures outside. His world spirals further into despair when he encounters Jake and Mary, his former high school bullies, who humiliate him and steal his money.

Broken by the return of his tormentors and the weight of his past, Nagi contemplates suicide as his only escape. Just as he’s about to take his life, a small girl’s ball rolls into the street, with a speeding truck barreling towards her. In a moment of selflessness, Nagi rushes out and saves the girl, sacrificing himself in the process. Fatally injured, he reflects on the idea that it's better to die doing good than bad.

Nagi awakens in a surreal, white world, where he is greeted by an angelic figure who offers him two choices: remain in eternal peace, free from suffering, or be reborn in a different world where he could seek redemption and a second chance at life. Nagi faces a life-altering decision—rest forever or attempt to find meaning and fulfillment in another world.

(Note: it is the revised version of my earlier work with the same title)

My Second Chance in Life in Another World

<p>Night had settled over Dakiya Forest, cloaking us in darkness. The trees loomed high above, their branches swaying gently in the breeze, casting shifting shadows on the ground. Every rustle of leaves and snap of twigs sent a shiver down my spine, reminding me that we were not alone in this wilderness.</p>

<p>Dinner was a meager affair—just jerky and bread. We couldn't risk a fire; its light and warmth would only serve as a beacon to the monsters lurking in the forest's depths. The cold was biting, but we had no choice. After our silent meal, we spread a blanket over the floor of the carriage, creating a makeshift bed. Chris and I laid down, trying to find comfort on the hard surface, while Father sat at the door. His hand gripped Pride's leash firmly.</p>

A NIGHT FOR A TALK