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The faith to be chosen

As the seventh son of high duke Mathis, head of the phoenix family, I have no right to the throne or any of the family's wealth. Though it never bugged me, even when my brothers became great knights, even when some of them founded their own orders it didn't bug me. I have to say though what does bug me is, where in all that is holy is the anime. There's no monga, neither is there anything fun. At first I was amazed and excited on being isekaied, but no its not like I got a cheat skill or anything. Im legitimately just an average joe. I mean there's no system, no cute goddess, hell I didn't even get the power of some of my game characters. All that I do get however is constant nightmares of me dying, over and over and over again.

Over the past couple of days I have decided to learn swordplay. Back when I was on earth waiting for the next season of anime to come out, I would sometimes watch sword fighting tournaments. Always the numbers one and two would come down to Jack, and Roman. Roman won every time but I just couldn't stop myself from rooting for Jack. Him being an under dog and all that. It was just fun to see what new trick Jack would come up with. Plus Roman was just a no good, good looking jerk. How old am I this year? 16, 17, maybe 18?

Looking into the mirror. An unreasonable face stares straight back at me. Goldish reddish hair, deep brown eyes like the color of shit, finished off with a slim and ugly face.