Ed and Edgar was sitting inside the house on a cloudy london day. Ed was genuinely bored but edgar seemed thinking about something and out of it. When Ed finally looked across the room and saw Edgar sitting in such deep thought he could not resist.

'' Are you contemplating your existence in the grand scheme of things or what? What are you thinking about so deeply.''

Edgar snapped out of it immedeately after hearing Ed, turned to him and asked in a grave manner.

'' Yeah I was actually just thinking that, how the hell did you know?''

Edgar was not actually Edgar. He was a new university graduate, at least before he died. He was an introvert who would not go outside if his friends did not insist and so he liked playing video games on his computer. He was an avid League of Legends fan and followed its pro scene for many years. He was hard stuck plat 4 on and honestly quite bad at the game. Of course his perception of himself was different. He would mostly blame his teammates for his defeats. As he was wasting his life not trying to think about the future and getting depressed, he suddenly had a heart attack. He never really excercised and smoke tons of cigarettes during his stressful attempt to climb the League ladder.

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 When he opened his eyes again he was an English boy at the age of 17 named Edgar. His new family was a small one consisting of his parents and a small sister whose name was Catherine. Although it seemed as his family was not that rich, they were fairly well fed and could be considered middle class. His father John was a lawyer in a small firm in West London while his mother Anne was an English teacher. When he opened his eyes again it took some time for Edgar to gather his thoughts and accept that he really reincarnated and was not dreaming. As he was trying to digest the memories of actual Edgar he looked in the mirror.