Eh...life is a strange thing, just yesterday you were sitting with friends and celebrating the end of the session, and today you are already in the body of a baby that was thrown into a church on the outskirts of the universe. A new life, in an unknown world, not just any world, but with magic, elves and other fantasy fauna. There’s just one nuance: I’m the only one who doesn’t have magic. Whereas, the boy who was thrown with me had her carriage and cart. So I would have remained living on the outskirts of the world, trying to remember my past life, if not for one incident that changed everything.