Now I know what you may be thinking as you've read the title, Reincarnated as a slave? Honestly I can't believe my luck either. I've read many novels on how people die and end up being reincarnated in other worlds as some thrown away young miss or some trash noble stranded in a forest dying of some random poison … but has any one of those guys had it as bad as me? I don't think so! At this point i'm not sure if my luck is just that bad or i'm just lucky enough to get a second shot at life. No matter what though i'm gonna complain about it! After all who dies from taking a bath!
Well enough of that for now, let me explain how this whole thing started. You see, I was just your average everyday guy you would see walking on the street who you would probably never take a second glance at. That's all I ever considered myself to be - an average nobody.
It may sound harsh calling myself that , but it's simply the truth. I've never done anything outstanding in my opinion. I'm simply just living just to live, going with the flow of the world around me. And honestly i'm okay with that. Why would I want to risk my own life helping other people? Or studying day and night to get good grades in school? I simply don't see the point in doing that. I've known people who were at the top of their class and end up doing a boring below pay grade jobs while high school dropouts are out there making a lot more money and living better lives! Why should I struggle doing things that don't bring me any joy? just to brag about it? having the qualifications of saying I did it? It's simply pointless to me to the point it's ridiculous sounding for anyone to even say they want to do those things. Its a waste of life, a life you dont even know how long your gonna have.
Well lets try to get back on point here, I was a nobody. Simple as that. I wasn't some rich kid spoiled by their parents, or some random orphan crawling my way up in the world. In all honestly you could say my family could be average as well. Sure I didn't grow up in the most ideal environment, but could I call it bad? Others have had it worse. To explain a little I guess I should tell you about my life, Starting with my name, My name is Mosses Sven, a 24 year old male living in the western united states. I grew up with divorced parents, raised by my great grandparents along with my two siblings. It's not that my parents didn't want us per say, I think it was more along the lines they just didn't care enough to raise us? My dad was always in and out of jail growing up while my mother was not much better- to sum it up, they were drug addicts. They just weren't around that much or when they were it wasn't for long and we were just cleaning up after them.
By the time I was 15 my grandparents passed away, and we we're living with my mom. You can probably guess what happened next right? We couldn't handle living with her, So my than 17 year old sister left. Simple as that, Dropped out of school, moved states, got a job and got her life on track. You may be wondering what happened happened to me and my brother than? That's also quite simple, not long later my brother left as well, He followed in my sisters steps, moved state got a job and a place to live. Well than what about me? A 15 year old boy who just got left behind. Well it was to be expected really, how can a 17 and 18 year old care for their little sibling when they're also struggling to survive? It's not like I didn't have a place to sleep or things to eat, I could grow up fairly well I thought. It might not be ideal but like I said you could just call my situation average. There's a'lot of people out there who grew up in a similar manner as me. I grew up and moved away, and I lived my life. That's it. Simple.
My world views may be a little messed up but i'd like to think I grew up the best I could given what the situation was. An average nobody with a story just like anyone else out there. The only thing that could be interesting about me is my death you could say. That's right I died while taking a bath. Now you can ask how that happened, did I fall asleep and drown? Slip in the tub and hit my head? Well no, I died from my own carelessness, it was quite tragic in a funny kind of way. I was reading some random novel that I found when my phone battery decided it wanted to kill itself. So me being too impatient to find out what happened next plugged in my phone and continued to read. And then everything turned dark. Now you may be wondering what happened? Wasn't I just charging my phone? Well here's the funny thing that I learned once, which to most is common sense as well. Water and electricity don't mix well together. So what would happen if you have an extension cord plugged into your phone, than put your hand on the cord? Nothing right? But what if its an old extension cord and your hand is wet? You'll get burnt. And then what? Well as you can see from my situation, you die.
Well now that that's out of the way, let's talk about where I am now. Well i'm in a cage. A very disgusting cramped cage to be more precise. All around me there's humans and deformed looked corpses strewn about, In one corner of the cage there's even some weird ..…..beast? I'm not really sure what i'm looking at. The thing looks like a human in some ways but its clearly not a human as well, There's large curved horns perturbing out of his forehead, with torn leathery wings plastered on his back. What the hell is that? I'm frozen in shock just looking at the thing..… thing? Yes lets just call it that for now. I'm starting to question if i'm seeing things right here. That's something that should definitely not be alive, at least not on earth. But yet its sitting in front of my eyes as we speak.
Speaking of which , Where am I? or who ... am I?