TW: THIS NOVEL CONTAINS VARIOUS INAPPROPRIATE LANGUAGE, AND SENSITIVE TOPICS.
As I peer down bellow me, I see nothing but insolent rats running around, kicking balls for useless reasons.
There I lay, looking cool as ever, watching some stupid kids kick balls around, attempting to score them in these makeshift goals, but because of how stupid there tiny little brains are, they ofcource do not succeed.
'Honeeyy! It's time for breakfast!'
Shouts my loud, quite frankly ugh.. dare I say it? Kind mother.
As I jump up from my ledge, which I use to peer down at every little ant, that dare tred foot on MY planet, I grudgenly drag my tiny feet towards the front door of my little shack, that stands ontop of a tall hill, before standing on my useless tippy toes to open the front door, that was surrounded by ever-growing plants, that are blooming under the cool, breezy weather of spring.
As I sit down on my wooden table, being boosted up by a few cushions, to better lift my self up onto the table, I can't help but dream of becoming a billionaire.
Ya see, the world I live in is no normal world, as this world is what you would call 'a generic isekai world', which, I actually made my self.
So basically, when I was around 14 years old, I was basically a shut in, I didn't go outside, I only ate junk food and various unhealthy energy drinks, which only boosted my energy to keep on playing useless video games.
But as my life grew more lazy, and unhealthy, my body experienced the same affects, and so, I began to wish for a better life, one where I hadn't ruined myself.
I wished so hard, that I couldn't take it when I woke up in the same boring, polluted world we all know and love.
So I jumped Infront of an incoming train.
My wish had came true.
Biggest regret.
Why didn't I try and improve myself? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why? Why?
Eh em.. I'm getting off track. Basically, long story short, my wish came true, and the 'improved' world i'd always dreamed of had became a reality, various different magical beings spread long and wide through the vast, large world that I had ever-so dreamed of.
But yet I layed there, helpless, as my stupid, fat little grubby fingers danced around, I was a baby.
But we can skip past all of that, because, as of now I'm still only 7, and I have many years ahead of me until I can truly make my dreams become reality.
As I may have made this world, but I have very little control over it.
Never the less, I still have three common goals in mind, which I'll use my new and improved blossoming New Body to do so.
1. Become filthy rich.
2. Become famous. (by doing various heroic things.)
3. Find a beautiful wife and have s-
Eh em..
So yeah, that's it I suppose.