I open my eyes as I wake up and receive various memories. I am a knight, nothing too incredible, just a simple knight in a kingdom that ironically has a bit of talent in fencing.
"Tsk..." I could have been born in such a world before, now I have 7 years of fencing memories and know how to use a sword, and now I already know martial arts and knowing how to use a sword doesn't grant me great things depending on the world.
"Hmmm..." I think for a moment about what to do while I gather the courage to go through with the suicide plan in sequence.
"Okay, next world." I go in search of my sword and a piece of paper to write a final letter. I want all the money and belongings I have to be donated to charity.
Finding a paper and my sword, I quickly write everything down as I prepare to kill myself. This life here is quite ordinary, but I can use some of the fencing memories to fight in the future.
