Coming back to life as the most base creature of Al'Ador, a Glut.   Pitiful, night-crawling creatures with a knack for slavery. Not that they make good slavers, no, they make good SLAVES.   How much can a modern human take in a world where he doesn't even register on the food chain; where his fate is up to the whim of his captors... where what he once was now wants to see him dead.   (This is a nod to fictions like Re:Monster and others of its kind. Recently read Goblin Progenitor and apart from its grammar it's actually quite enjoyable. Which gave me the motivation to try my hand at my own Re:"X" story.) (Further exclaimer: This story is based on my whim and my whim alone. Don't expect a release schedule unless you wanna be disappointed.)