1 My death

So yeah, this is my death as the titles states, just like all isekais or reincarnation stories begin, here's some exposition, it was January 13th around 7:45pm.

I was on my couch relaxing due to the exorbitant number of people coming over to my workplace.

I work at a comic store but we also sold manga and stuff like that, I enjoyed it because I myself am a weeb or even an otaku, I don't know but I was aware of how popular isekais are and wasn't expecting to be reincarnated myself.

I was relaxing like I said and decided to read some manga, I read until 9:30 as I had to be at work at 7:00 in the morning so I brushed my teeth (got to keep my pearly whites pearly) and went to bed shortly after.

I wouldn't say I have a bad life, its just there isn't anything exciting happening, I'm single, no children, just pretty bland boring life but I didn't mind it, I'm contempt with it as I fell asleep.

Shortly later I heard my fire alarm going off, and woke up abruptly due to how loud the fu*ker is.

I proceeded to check what caused it to go off, in my sleep daze I walked into the middle of the blazing inferno above me, I live on the 4th floor and this place wasn't the best place but the neighbors aren't c*nts so I didn't care, and went to search and help deal with the problem cause "I'm nice like that".

I walked towards my next door neighbor and he didn't answer after a min. knowing how much of a lighter sleeper he is I decided to leave for the emergency exit but the roof proceeded to collapse right in front of me making me run for it in the opposite direction.

Next thing I knew I was running to the stairs, but an explosion erupted to the door from my left knocking me to the floor, I had splinters in my left side with a lot of blood pouring from them but adrenaline is one hell of a thing.

Ignoring the pain, I kept going, however as I was only 4 feet from the stairway door the roof fell on me, as it was under renovation a lot bricks and some metal pipes fell on me pinning me into place.

I screamed hoping for someone to hear me and help as I tried to look around for something to help me get out of the rumble on top of me.

I kept looking, I kept screaming, but no one came, my brain was becoming a little hazy due to the blood loss but I still felt the pain of the fire as it clung onto my body and little me ablaze charring my skin black all while I was conscious, I then heard people yelling but I knew it was too late as I passed out.

Outside at the same time Firemen are combating the blaze and keeping the civilians out.

"I understand that you're worried but we cant let you through" said the firefighter recruit

"Alright, alright, calm down people the blaze will keep going for a while so unless you wanna be burned please step back, and while you're at it can you verify if this is everyone?" the Captain said to calm down the people and check if everyone was safe.

"Wait, I don't see John?!" said John's neighbor as he turned pale

"S*it! You're telling me someone might still be in there?" the Captain replied in a hurry

"Yeah, he always comes home at the same time and rarely leaves the house on Wednesdays." said the neighbor.

The firefighters had to move quickly as the fire was spreading and called for backup, they needed to hurry and find John but when they did, they saw a charred upper half of a corpse.

Days later, the same firefighters found out that John had no one to really go to his funeral and some volunteered including the captain to say sorry for failing him.

On that day John Warkson died, and reborn into the world of Alltria a place filled with magic, swords, but most importantly guns!!