**Chapter 1: The Bridge Where Everything Ended**
My name was **Saroto**.
I was thirty-four years old.
No job. No girl friends. No clear future.
Why im bron?
I have no answer
My life was not loud or exciting. It was just… empty. Every day felt the same, and every night felt too long.
That night, I was walking without thinking.
The city was quiet. Streetlights were dim. Light rain started to fall. Without knowing why, I stopped on an old bridge. The rail was cold under my hands, and dark water flowed below.
I looked down and sighed.
> "What am I doing with my life?"
There was no answer.
Then—
**BEEP!**
**BEEP!**
A loud horn broke the silence.
I turned my head.
Bright lights rushed toward me.
A truck. Out of control. On a bridge where trucks should not be.
There was no time.
**CRASH.**
Everything went black.
---
When I opened my eyes, I was not in a hospital.
I was floating in a wide sky full of stars. My body felt light, and the pain was gone.
> "Saroto," a calm voice said.
> "You have died."
I looked around, but I saw no one.
"Who are you?" I asked.
> "I am the **Human God**," the voice replied.
> "But your story is not finished."
The stars slowly moved.
> "You will be sent to another world. There, you will live again."
A warm light covered my body.
> "Goodbye, Saroto."
My name faded with the light.
---
I woke up to strange voices.
Magic circles glowed under me. Many people stood around—knights, mages, and nobles. They were all staring at me.
A girl stood close by.
She had silver hair and violet eyes. A long staff rested in her hand.
> "So," she said, sounding bored, "you're the new summon?"
I slowly sat up.
"Where am I?"
> "The Kingdom of Astoria," she answered.
> "You're the hero. Try not to die again."
She turned and began to walk away.
> "I'm Elira. I'll guide you."
Then she added, without looking back—
> "And don't fall in love with me."
As I watched her walk away, I understood one thing.
I was not on Earth anymore.
I was not **Saroto**.
In this world, my new name was—
**Krito**.
**To Be Continued**
Ended**
My name was **Saroto**.
I was thirty-four years old.
No job. No girl friends. No clear future.
Why im bron?
I have no answer
My life was not loud or exciting. It was just… empty. Every day felt the same, and every night felt too long.
That night, I was walking without thinking.
The city was quiet. Streetlights were dim. Light rain started to fall. Without knowing why, I stopped on an old bridge. The rail was cold under my hands, and dark water flowed below.
I looked down and sighed.
> "What am I doing with my life?"
There was no answer.
Then—
**BEEP!**
**BEEP!**
A loud horn broke the silence.
I turned my head.
Bright lights rushed toward me.
A truck. Out of control. On a bridge where trucks should not be.
There was no time.
**CRASH.**
Everything went black.
---
When I opened my eyes, I was not in a hospital.
I was floating in a wide sky full of stars. My body felt light, and the pain was gone.
> "Saroto," a calm voice said.
> "You have died."
I looked around, but I saw no one.
"Who are you?" I asked.
> "I am the **Human God**," the voice replied.
> "But your story is not finished."
The stars slowly moved.
> "You will be sent to another world. There, you will live again."
A warm light covered my body.
> "Goodbye, Saroto."
My name faded with the light.
---
I woke up to strange voices.
Magic circles glowed under me. Many people stood around—knights, mages, and nobles. They were all staring at me.
A girl stood close by.
She had silver hair and violet eyes. A long staff rested in her hand.
> "So," she said, sounding bored, "you're the new summon?"
I slowly sat up.
"Where am I?"
> "The Kingdom of Astoria," she answered.
> "You're the hero. Try not to die again."
She turned and began to walk away.
> "I'm Elira. I'll guide you."
Then she added, without looking back—
> "And don't fall in love with me."
As I watched her walk away, I understood one thing.
I was not on Earth anymore.
I was not **Saroto**.
In this world, my new name was—
**Krito**.
**To Be Continued**