...At least I'm not a crippled waste
A small boy thought to himself with a smile as stared at his hands. There was a hidden strength within his small frame many times greater than even his previous well-built body, however, the excitement quickly wore off and gave way to bitterness as more memories came to the forefront.
But where is my op grandpa? What's with this background?
Although he managed to avoid the useless trash cliche, it seems his fate of being a tragedic underdog was still going strong. His name was James Young and he has somehow found himself transmigrating thousands of years into the future where magic and monsters are all too real, as part of the branch family, i.e servants, of a small clan. Small being a relative term as it still held hundreds of members.
How strange. As an orphan from a young age he didn't remember his parents, but always held out the hope they would come to find him and take him away from the horrible place. Every day every in the orphanage he would always stare out the window scanning the streets as if he would one day recognize a face similar to his own. As if his parents were hiding just waiting for him to find them. He never. As the years went by and his chance of getting adopted diminished ever more he eventually gave up.
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He worked hard, picking up all manners of part-time jobs and eventually managed to etch out a small place for himself in the world, yet the desire for a family never went away.
So how strange is it that he would suddenly wake up and find himself with hundreds of relatives, the biggest family he has ever even heard of back in his own world! And they all couldn't give a damn if he lived or died. Truly, God had a sick sense of humor.
The door suddenly opened as a blonde woman walked in. The nurse was humming a happy tune as she pushed in a small cart to a corner of his room before picking up a clipboard and marking down some notes. However, she soon dropped the clipboard in shock as she saw James staring back at her. She ran off to grab a doctor as soon as possible in shock. After all, it wasn't every day a patient that has been in a coma the past 3 months woke up.
It might have been 3012 of the Galatic Era, but not even science could cure all ails.