Hidan did not understand how he died. His health was good, he did not have any enemies that will poison his food, he lived healthily.

He was single, so there was no way, an angry girlfriend would have killed him.

Lastly, he was always careful while crossing a road, he would not let himself be killed by a truck.

The suffering of one life was already enough, he did not want to be Isekaied.

But a month ago, something strange started to happen to him.

Every night, he will dream about a golden-haired beauty. Together, they will do all kinds of censored things.

It happened every night. And the morning, Hidan will find himself weak and drained of all his energy.

Strangely, he could also, remember the name of the beauty in his dream, the Goddess Jashin.

Hidan could not take it anymore and decided to visit a psychiatrist who also happened to be a beauty.

Perhaps he had made a mistake.

Because during the night the golden-haired beauty who always smiled seemed mad at him. A knife appeared out of thin air in her hand and she used it to cut off Hidan's head.

He woke up in time for the dream just to discover that he could not breathe anymore and that the golden-haired beauty was just in front of him, crying in his room.

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In the middle of his confusion, between reality, and falsehood, he died.

Everything around him became dark. He did not know how much time passed like that, but when he opened his eyes, he found himself being carried in the arm of a giant.

Other giants were looking at him from the side.

He could hardly see the world around him but he could strangely hear their voice.

" The baby is healthy, but the device shows that he has little to no talent in magic," said the person who sounded like an old woman.

" so he is useless trash just like his mother," said a younger and manly voice.

" What should we do with that slave? She is also useless now" asked another person.

" I don't mind using them," said another male voice.

" shut up! You all!

In the end, even without talent in magic, he is still a son of a mage even if his mother is a slave girl.

She is going to take care of him.

Don't trouble her until he is old enough to stop sucking milk" the old woman said without minding the way everyone was talking about a living human being around her.

He heard someone seem to plead with her.

(  Kyle Pov)

Did he want to use my mother?

I already had an idea of what was happening to him. I was reborn in another world but I was already finding his inhabitants hateful

Soon people started to exit the room. I was left in the embrace of a frail body. She did not react to my touch.

She was likely my mother.

I heard someone spit in our direction.

I hated this direction, but I was too weak to do anything.

I did not know who was the culprit but I was going to make him pay.

After being abused for a month and killed for no reason, and even worst reborn without my accord, I was angry and needed someone to vent my hate on.

I could not see, but I stared to the best of my abilities in the direction where the sound had come from.

Magic, they said?

I was going to have my revenge sooner or later.

I just needed to learn how to walk, how to see, and how to do that magic thingy.

They were going to pay.