It’s cold...

And so I, the main character with my fragile infantile body froze to death.

Game Over.

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What? You’re not satisfied, come on you as the god, reader, whoever I’m talking to in this addled after, almost (?), dying, and imagining being picked up by some person.

Yeah right, I was left to die, sigh.

I really don’t know anymore, I don’t see anything. So I could be dead and stuck in purgatory, or I could having a lucid dream… of thinking.

But yeah if you think about it main characters can’t really die, since if they did then the story would just end there.

Well depends on the story, I thought I was getting into 異世界[isekai](plus,minus)転生[tensei] type story.

You know isekai for a different world, and tensei for reincarnation.

A lot of story’s we just have the MC thrown into the new world as he is with a special power or some shit, I think we’re at the point where people are playing with the formula at this point see Re:Zero for stuff like the main character where he just gets shit on. Or the Konosuba which is having fun in this culture So maybe I wasn’t going to that great a life had I lived(?)

Then the half of this generation is the tensei part where a main character dies somehow like by a truck or getting stabbed or whatever, then they are reborn into this fantasy world with special power or whatever, now a days the cool thing to do is to have the reincarnated MC be something other than human i.e. slime, goblin, Skelton, etc.

But whatever, the regular thing is for the MC to meet friends, regain hope and what have you.

Then plot happens and the MC gets to ORE TUUUU all over everyone’s faces and then that releases endorphins (I think they proved that endorphins don’t really make you happy or something) in the readers heads as they jizz themselves thinking holy fuck that fucking cool, I should know I spent all my high school days, into college jizzing everywhere, reading them in class, at home, on the bus, right before a final, in the bathroom, you name it I’ve probably jizzed there reading WNs/LNs/Ns(?).

Where was I?

Oh yeah after ORE TUUUING on everyone the MC kinda… just keeps on doing that, and the plot ends after a while like any other story.

What was I talking about before I went off on a tangent?

Oh yeah MCs can’t die. Well they can, just depends on the story, but most don’t cause that would just piss everyone off, unless it was the ending or something.

But any way I’m dead(?)

So good night folks thank you for tuning into to what should this story be called?

I know: RE: I’m not going to fuck up this time, I going to try my best in a new place where nobody knows me, and use my new hidden power that is op to fit in my new community and be an irreplaceable part of the world, while masking my insecurities of not being loved or having any worth by being the best thing ever, but still having self-conscious so that I may appeal to you the reader, and maybe fuck lots of hot girls because I was a filthy fat fucking virgin in my last life, because moe is life and all I need is to have anime girls and I’ll be happy, yes I’ll live that kind-of-life.

Re:That kind-of-life for short

Re:That kind-of-life

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Hey turns out I was alive after all.

Any way being covered in a mass of flesh, I’ll just use my auto type and dig deep and steal some text from RE: that kind-of-life and paste it here to somehow explain why I know the exact number of people that are in this bundle even though I can’t see or anything like that.

“Like holy shit, this orphanage has no insulation, and everyone just gathers in a bundle of blankets so we don’t freeze to death.

Priority goes to the youngest so it’s me and this other baby in the middle.

The next layer are three kids that about five-ish, also in the same layer are two more kids that are a little bigger.

Covering those five are two ten something year olds.

And biggest ones aren’t really that big just the four of them covering us all, at least they aren’t fully grown adults yet.

So in total we have 2 babies, 5 kids, 2 boys/girls, and 4 teens (adults?), a big happy collection of 13.

Still it’s this cold with 11 bodies warming me up, how cold is it for everyone on the rim?

They must have thick skin or something being born in this climate.

Ok since these guys are taking care of me I’m going to give each and every one of them a happy and warm life… as soon as I grow up.

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It’s still cold, but I think I’m getting used to it.

I don’t know what they’re letting me drink, but it’s really thin, like it just goes in my mouth without much effort, I’m guessing it’s milk or some kind of broth?

Wait can babies eat anything besides milk when they’re born?

Hmm I don’t really know, but the human body is sturdy, so I should be fine.

I won’t die that easily!

That being said it’s cold here, but it’s also warm here.

I don’t think I’ve ever felt this much human warmth in my whole life; it’s crude we’re all sacks of meat touching to keep one another warm.

I’ve never really had physical contact with anyone after I grew up, there was no need.

I guess if each one of us were born in a richer family and lived in a good house, or if we were just born in a different climate, then we would have never warmed each other up.

It’s all just circumstances that lead to this happening.

Just ensure our own survival we have to depend on each other.

I wonder if this is good or bad, but at the very least because my parents ditched me, because I was left here I’m experiencing this.

So there’s no need to be bitter, I’ll just enjoy what I have.

We’re all poor and freezing we’ll depend on each other, doesn’t that just give you a warm and fuzzy feeling~

Yeah I’m cold, but it’s ok.

Ok guys let’s keep on keeping on, I’ll be sure to give you guys all a cozy life later on!

We’re going to get through this become rich and happy and shit!

Ouch one of the kids bit my arm, I’m not food yo.”

Yup yup I’m not being lazy at all, nor am I just copy pasting what this chapter used to be.

Let just say I knew the number of people from hindsight.