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>I didn't sleep properly because the events of last night kept replaying in my mind. The fight, the danger, and the fear—everything left a heavy feeling in my chest. It was like a movie that I couldn't turn off, no matter how hard I tried to close my eyes and drift into sleep. My father's steady breathing beside me was the only sound in the room, a comforting reminder that I wasn't alone. But even with that comfort, I woke up long before the sun even thought about rising, my body restless and my mind troubled.</p>

<p>Carefully, I slipped out of bed, not wanting to disturb my father. I glanced at him for a moment, his face peaceful and undisturbed by the chaos that plagued my thoughts. For a fleeting second, I envied his ability to sleep so soundly. With a soft sigh, I left the room, pulling the door shut as quietly as possible.</p>

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