1 Prologue.

"Do you want to choose?"

A voice resonated in my mind as it continued to get darker with every second that passed. I could not speak and felt my lips getting drier and drier. I also did not understand what this choice that he spoke about so much was.

It was the third time that this person had asked me this. It was a deep voice, I could even feel my body trembling whenever he asked me this, but what does he want?

I can't answer it, and I can't do that.

"Do you want to choose?"

Again that voice asked me, causing my whole body to quench. I didn't know what to do, my voice wasn't coming out, so I just thought of an answer for that person.

'What did you say?'

I don't know if he could hear me, but as I felt the darkness engulf me more and more with each passing second, I waited for his response, an answer that didn't take long to arrive.

"Will you choose whether you want to stay alive or not, what will you choose?"

But what a stupid question, anyone would choose to stay alive.

'I want to stay alive, and I haven't done enough; yet, I want to continue my daily battle, even if I suffer, as usual, I still want to continue living.'

"I see you want to stay alive, choose one option, but you can choose only one."

"Do you want to become a murderer in your other life? Do you want to become a hero? Or just a hunter?"

But what the fuck are these? Will I have another life? Does not make sense.

Where am I being taken to? To a fantasy world?

Don't tell me what is that cliché again? I do not want it.

'These choices, what will affect? Will I go to another world? Answer me.'

"Do you want to become a murderer in your other life? Do you want to become a hero? Or just a hunter?"

Even after insisting for so long, he just ignored me. I had to make that choice, but is it any other cliché?

In a fantasy world with powers? But what a ridiculous thing.

But I wouldn't want to be a murderer, and there's no way I can be a hero, I'm not the type of person who would be someone's hero, a person who can't even save himself couldn't save other people, right?

'Okay, I choose to be a hunter.'

I responded quickly for fear that I would no longer have the opportunity to respond, my breathing was starting to break, I was almost dying, so I responded as quickly as possible.

"Very well, you will be a hunter, just be careful from now on."

After that sentence said by that awful voice, a piercing pain hit my body, making me pass out simultaneously.