I was trash an orphan beast kin mix abandoned and left.  I was the one who hid when all was taken. I was a scavenger and thief until I could save for a trade. Now I'm trying to build to make myself more now I dive into dungeons. No one expects a good reincarnation, no one expects to keep their mind or choose their lot. At Least I was able to choose my race and world though. Born with no family and despised by all for his race, a beast-child will take his first steps to become a beastman and then more.  He will take his steps to becoming a crafter and warrior and through his struggles learn the truth of the dungeons of the world where nobles hide secrets a commoner can't learn. That gods lie and seek to keep all complacent and reliant on a system bound to them. Death awaits those who seek true power but glory awaits those who succeed.