My name is Allen Martin and ,I was just your average 9-to-5 office drone. Wake up, coffee, pretend to care in meetings, scroll through memes when no one's looking. Nothing special — just enough to get by.
Then a microwave fell off an apartment balcony and crashed onto my skull.
Yeah… not exactly what I had in mind when I all scenarios in my mind i had for my death
Like saving a kid from a car accident or saving my single hot milf neighbour when her house becomes on fire
No epic sacrifice, no cool last words. Just a dull thunk and everything went black.
The last things I remember?
The warmth of my blood,
The sharp smell of iron.
Then — dizziness. The world tilted, and everything faded.
And now... this.
Just falling — nonstop.
I've lost track of how long it's been. Minutes? Hours? Days?
All I know is that there's this glowing digital screen floating in front of me. It's been urging me to "start my next life."
Tempting, right?
But hell no — I wasn't just going to tap on some mysterious option without knowing what it really did.
It sounded way too good to be true. A free reincarnation? For me?
An average guy who died from a microwave?
Honestly, if I'm getting a second chance, I seriously question the reincarnation department's hiring standards.Or Do they even have any?
Too good to be true always means there's a catch.
What if it was an illusion? A trap? A contract to sell my soul to some sketchy demon overlord in exchange for a "magic system"?
Still… maybe I'd have clicked it eventually, if only out of boredom or madness. Maybe the thing's creator already knew that — maybe this whole "endless fall" was part of the plan. Or maybe I'm just paranoid.
Though to be fair, always playing it safe never let me down. People mess up most when they're rushing or riding a high.
Or maybe I'm just letting out old regrets. Funny — I feel lighter now. Like a weight's been lifted off my chest.
In the end, it didn't matter.
After who-knows-how-long, the screen auto-accepted on its own.
So here I am — staring at two giant glowing roulette wheels, floating in this empty space like I'm in some cosmic game show.
The first wheel said "World Roulette," and the flashing lights almost burned my retinas.
I was this close to filing a complaint with whatever deity designed this UI.
But then I saw the world names.
Konosuba. Re:Zero. Campione. DxD. Hunter x Hunter.
Wait. Aren't these… anime worlds?
I stepped forward and spun the wheel. Lights danced and whirled. My heart pounded just a bit faster.
The wheel spun slower... slower… until it landed on—
DanMachi.
Thank. God.
Out of all the possible worlds, that one felt like the safest bet.
A clear power system. No immediate death sentence. Plenty of room to grow if you play smart.
Sure, there's a yandere goddess or two obsessed with souls and other creepy stuff, and me being a reincarnator might raise some eyebrows.
But if I keep my head down, don't show off, and grind in peace — I'll be fine.
That's the plan. Low profile, high survival rate.
Next up: the second wheel. This one looked even more janky than the first. Like a mobile game ad brought to life.
The label above it said: System Roulette.
So many options:
Pet-taming system.Leveling System. Cultivation System. Cooking System.
Gotta admit, the last one caught my eye. Getting stronger and eating? Two of my favorite things in one system.
But cultivation? Ugh. Hard pass.
Nothing against it, but I'm not signing up for those endless face-slapping arcs where every street punk's grandpa turns out to be some 100,000-year-old celestial visiting the mortal realm.
Been there. Read that. No thanks.
I spun the wheel. Prayed a little. The lights flickered, and it stopped on:
Simulation System.
Huh. I think I read about that one in a novel. Not my first pick, but it's not bad.
Then some text popped up, explaining the system.
Apparently it runs on a currency system — and gets more expensive every time I use it.
Figures.
Still, it sounded solid. It has both text mode and full immersion, and even lets you unlock jobs, titles, starting backgrounds, and skills before each simulation. All for a price, of course.
Honestly, it was kind of addicting just scrolling through all the options. I might actually enjoy this.
Suddenly, a countdown appeared:
10… 9… 8…
DanMachi world. Simulation System.
Could be worse.
Could be better.
But hey — it's mine now.
Let's see what this second life's has to offer for me now