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Re-Reincarnator

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Chris was a young orphan boy at the peak age of 18. A typical runaway who joined a local thug group to survive. As a person interested in fantasy novels he was also interested in being Reincarnated in a fantasy world. His wish was completed and he was Reincarnated but without a system! With no system and just a little above average body, he plans to become the strongest in the world, become a Emperor and maybe potentially form his own Harem. ××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××××× HELLO GUYS AUTHOR HERE, AS YOU MUST HAVE GUESSED I AM A NEW AUTHOR. SO PLZ SUPPORT ME AND GIVE THIS STORY A TRY , I AM SURE YOU WILL LIKE IT THERE IS NO HAREM AND EVEN IF THERE IS IT WILL BE MUCH LATER SO PLZ POWER STONES AND REVIEWS

Chapter 1PROLOGUE

My name is Chris and I am a orphan boy living in the streets after running from orphanage.

i didn't know anything about his parents nor why I was abandoned and I simply didn't care .

I had no home and no money after running from orphanage I had nothing and the reason I chose to run from the orphanage was simply because the caretaker was a devil at least that's what it looked like to me and other children.

He was a drunkard heavily beating children injuring them with permanent injuries was a common thing for him . All the money the orphanage received was used for his drinking

even then he wasn't satisfied so he made all the children above age 7 to beg in the market all the money we recieved was taken by him and food for us was a luxury. We had to often go days without food sometimes only drinking water to survive but that wasn't even the worst part when he came back drunk he often beat us mercilessly until even it blood ran dry a few times children were even beat till death.

The children who didn't submit enough money after begging were given permanent injuries like breaking a limb or burning eyes so that to get more sympathy and pity from people to get more money

In the end with no other choice i ran away and joined a gang and was given menial tasks to do , but one day the gang i was part of got into a gang-war with another gang i was told to sit back and see the bloodshed as I may have to participate in future i was seeing people fighting and our gang being pushed in the corner bloody bodies of our gang members were lying around like waste suddenly one of the opposite gang member approached me to hit me i was terrified but I didn't want to live the same life of being hit on again so I mustered up courage and picked up a rod lying beside and hit in the head with all my might. He dropped. blood spurt up from his body as he fell onto the ground from a completely unexpected attack.

3 years passed by i took part in many fights and found out that I may have a talent for fighting.

Nobody could rival me in a hand to hand combat in all the gangs around the city for my achievements i was given a colony to watch over and collect protection fees from the shopkeepers of the said colony.

Today i was reading a web novel it's my favourite thing to do whenever i have time i have been reading web novels for 2 years and have read hundreds if not thousands of them i was reading the latest novel lying on a hospital bed !

Yes a hospital bed! i was shot in the head in the wat i took part in a month ago the bullet seemed to stuck in my head and a surgery was going to happen in a few hours to remove it.

The doctor said although the chances are rare but I may lose my life during the surgery, i was ready , i had no parents not lover no friends , i always dreamt about those novel protagonists who died and we're reincarnated in the fantasy world of magic and cultivation.

I too wanted to go in a world of fantasy become the overpowered protagonist and form my own empire, become an emperor and rules the world but it was futile.

I knew such things are not real at least that's what I thought at that time .

The time of surgery came and i remember being taken in the operation room i remember being dosed of anesthesia.

While forgetting all the problems in my mind i slowly closed my eyes . I would not lie , some deep part of my heart wanted for the surgery to fail.

I didn't have any thing to live for and I had multiple disease from depression to blood pressure.

As the sedative slowly started to take effect i went deep into sleep without even imagining what was going to happen .

*****

".... master "

" young master, wake up "

I was deeply asleep and was having sweet dreams of ruling the world suddenly woke up from a sweet voice heading in my ears .

As I slowly opened my eyes, I felt the direct shine of sun on my face. My head was unusually calm and peaceful unlike the constant pain that I have been feeling in my head since being shot.

i opened my eyes and saw a large chandelier hanging above my head unlike the hospital roof that should have been there .

I lifted my body up and saw a 17-18 girl standing beside me bowing her head . Confused by the situation I looked around the room it was a room very different from a modern one . it looked like a bed-chamber from the looks . it particularly looked like a bedroom in a castle from mediaeval Europian times.

As I tried to think just what is happening I felt a splitting headache in my head and i fainted .

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