Part-1
“Eh… What did you say?”
Leon blanked out hearing what Alfred said to him.
“You are dead. I am a God who gave you this second life of yours with Ragnarok X Ragnarok system. Enjoy yourself.”
“Hmm…”
Leon placed his hand on his chin and started to think hard.
‘He is a god. Putting aside his narcissistic side, what did he mean by that he gave me second life?’
“What did you mean by giving second life?”
“Hmm… You can say, you have reincarnated in another world. Well, it would be easier if you just look at that mirror.”
This room was Leon’s well-known luxury cabinet of the hospital. There was a dressing table on the left corner of the room.
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He went there and took a peek of himself.
“Hmmm……..”
He looked himself on the mirror and then looked at Alfred. He looked at the mirror again and then looked at Alfred again. He looked at the mirror again and then looked at Alfred again. And that happened again and again.
“Ne ne, Mr. Alfred no matter how many times I saw the reflection of mine in this mirror, isn’t that same younger self of yourself?”
Yes, the reflection on the mirror he was seeing, wasn’t his half Bangladeshi (also you can say half Indian look, in case you don’t know Bangladesh) and half American face. It was like handsomely teen face of Alfred.
Hearing that Alfred, place palm on the face and laughed,
“Khek, khek, khek. Now you see, I am the one who created you in this world and grant you the second life. And that what I meant I am a god.”
‘Seems like I didn’t still wake up.’, thinking that he started to slap himself. And strangely he didn’t felt any pain.
“So, it was a dream all along.”
“Nope. It’s just your body has resistance to any kind of physical pain.”
Alfred told him cheerfully like he was saying praise me. But Leon looked at him with doubtful and pitiful eyes, as if he was living troll.
“Never mind, whatever you say I should not hear any more.”
Saying that he went back to his bed and tried to sleep by facing opposite side of where Alfred sat. He just didn’t want to talk with living troll-man. Because that manly androgynous face and eyes always looked pour whatever that guy says. He just can’t face him like that.
‘To think my face is like him in this dream. Well, it won’t be bad having that handsome face.’ He thought. His own face wasn’t that bad-looking, no, in fact, he was very good looking. But the moment he saw Alfred’s face, he started to feel inferior complex. He thought only a woman can have those complex, but it also true for a man. Every gender liked to have a good face than another.
Sighing hard, he fell into sleep, but then that window popped-up in front of his dark world.
Choose your mode.
Sleep Mode (Off-line reward 1exp/hour) lvl-1
Game Mode (1second = 1.10 second) lvl-1
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[AN: Ok guys, this novel will have absurdly short chapters, so I wrote part instead of a chapter. If you are interested in this novel just live bookmark and check after a month.]