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>After I escaped from that dark-haired guy, thanks to Will's quick thinking, I sprinted up the stairs as if my life depended on it. My heart pounded in my chest, the adrenaline surging through my veins like a wildfire. The corridor above seemed to stretch endlessly as I ran, each footfall echoing against the stone walls. When I finally burst onto the next floor, what I saw stopped me dead in my tracks.</p>

<p>Uncle William stood in the center of the room, surrounded by at least twenty men. His expression was calm, almost serene, as if this was just another day for him. Around him, a chaotic scene unfolded: nearly ten men lay scattered on the ground, unconscious or writhing in pain. I had always known Uncle William was strong, but this... this was something else. His sheer presence dominated the room, and even surrounded, he seemed untouchable.</p>

THE BATTLE ENDS WITH A BLADE AT MY NECK