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Chapter 1 - death of a mortal broke man

Hello there guess you want to know about me I'm max well I was not allways max once I was a normal human in the human world first let me tell you how I died and ended up reborn in a new world .

I was walking home from the shops to my single bungalow home.

I was stuck living with my overbearing mother

Ive been stuck single for most of my adult life due to a serious lack of confidence and the body of a portly man. Yes im fat not American levels but large .

Starting to cross the street, i got a strange feeling and noticed a small girl running across the street . I reacted and pushed the girl back to the pavement and was hit by white ness .

time froze. The next thing I knew was that I was sitting in a small room on a very comfy seat. He was sitting across from a woman in her forties with her hair in a tight bun and a classic teacher vibe "that wasn't very smart of you was it . My name is Faith, the goddess of the world of magnolia. Now in a few minutes you will be arriving .

" Am I dead ". I asked "No and yes I pulled you out moments before you were to be hit by van. " She said "oh no I got isakied "I say "Well, that's the term you humans use. Now let me explain if you interrupt again you won't like what I do" she said. 

"Now let me inform you about the world" she said, taking a sip of a sparkling pink drink. "you are aware of other stories like this " she asked I nod " it's a popular subject " . Well, let's see ". She pulled up a holographic screen from my hand. " To activate this state self appraisal, you can pull up your status score. I've set it out in the way you are used to in the game of dungeons and dragons you are use to as you experiance the world you can change the set up " she sighs " neet " I say

Strength this score dictates how strong you are " she gave me a raised eyebrow."Sorry" I laughed sheepishly. "This dictates how easy things are to lift and your general physicality, something you clearly lacked in this world. " She scoffed.

"next is dexterity. This dictates how dexterous you are and, combined with strength, goes into how well you can do things like draw a bow "she paused" no, no, no, no you bastard crap baskets, he just blew them off the map. " 

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