My father long ago once said "There are many people starving all over the world that would kill just to have a spoon full of the food you are eating". I didn't know at the time how right and precious those word were until I died at the age of 23 in a way what most people would say is hilarious. I dropped my pencil and went down to pick it up. While I was getting back up I hit the back of my head on the desk and died. The next thing I knew was waking up as a 10 year old covered in dirt and a body full of cuts and bruises. apparently I was transferred to a new world as a poor boy named asvahn argonda. Beginning my new life as a poor boy almost being killed for having a small bowl of soup to becoming a king of a nation. follow as we see the rise of the poor king who happens to have no real strength but his brain and incredible luck. Oh did i for get to mention in this world magic, elves, beastkin, dragonkin, dragons, and monsters exist. Well I hope I could survive till tomorrow. I'm also realy hungry
