Roger Destiny of Sovania

Lieutenant Roger age 53, was a ex-military commander,he was shot on his spinal cord and he got paralyzed for seven years now he is on the last stage of his life,in the dimly lit room He was sitting near the window on his wheel chair gazing out the window. Suddenly a lighting struck him when his eyes open, He sees the God of Reincarnation, the God of reincarnation told him you have been chosen in another world called sovanai and he had given him two ability , one is the ablility to translate any language and the second is secret you will know when the time comes. he got reincarnated in a

random temple of the God in another world he open his eyes and see demi human suddenly They was surprised to see the human they thought thier prayers have come true and the God had send them thier savior. Roger sees glimpse of them and he was in the air he falll from some height and he black out and after some when he wake up he saw he was surrounded by demi humans ,demi were whispering about him and they suddenly became quiet when their chief walked in. She was a old demi human with slight bend back on her left hand she had a old wooden stick to support her she talk with the Roger old demi human : welcome our dear savior the God of reincarnation has sent you to save us

As Roger gradually regained consciousness, he found himself in the village chief's room, bathed in the warm glow of flickering torchlight. The chief, a figure of wisdom and authority, sat nearby, her gaze gentle yet piercing. With a calm voice, she began to speak, acknowledging the overwhelming nature of his new surroundings. "I understand that this is all unfamiliar to you," she said, her words carrying a soothing reassurance. "But rest assured, it will take time to adapt to this environment. You are safe here, and we will guide you through this journey of discovery." In her presence, Roger felt a glimmer of hope amidst the uncertainty, knowing that he was not alone in this strange and wondrous world.

In that moment, as Roger's consciousness wavered, the image of the person with wings lingered in his mind like a cryptic puzzle piece. The chief's words echoed faintly, urging him to rest, yet Roger's insatiable curiosity drove him to push against the haze of fatigue. With a determined effort, he attempted to rise, only to be engulfed by an overwhelming wave of darkness, his body succumbing to the demands of exhaustion. But what secrets lay hidden behind that enigmatic visage, and how did it connect to his own fate? These questions danced on the edge of his consciousness as he slipped into unconsciousness, the allure of the unknown pulling him deeper into the abyss.

Roger's voice quivered as he struggled to comprehend his surreal circumstances. "Where am I?" he repeated, his words tinged with disbelief. "And why am I here? I should be dead by now."

The chief's eyes held a depth of understanding as she met his gaze. "You have indeed passed from your previous world," she affirmed, her voice carrying a serene reassurance. "But in this realm, you've been granted a new beginning, a chance to embark on a different journey."

Roger's mind raced with questions, the weight of his former life clinging to his every thought. Yet, in the chief's presence, he sensed a glimmer of hope, a beacon guiding him through the darkness of uncertainty. With a newfound resolve, he dared to embrace the unknown, ready to discover the purpose that awaited him in this mysterious new existence.

Three months had swept by, and Roger found himself increasingly comfortable in his newfound reality. However, what truly astounded him was the realization that his body seemed to have reversed in age, resembling his youthful vigor of his twenties. Not only that, but he also discovered a newfound strength and agility that seemed almost otherworldly. In this realm, he moved with a fluid grace and possessed a power that surpassed anything he had ever experienced before. These remarkable changes left Roger both intrigued and bewildered, pondering the mysteries of this extraordinary world he now inhabited.

In midnight a shadow appears burn the village gate down, The bandit charged in, it was like a massacre

Everyone who opposed them was killed blood was stain everywhere Head was being cutt off The young master bandits arrive all the female demi human are being kidnapped suddenly Roger was awake by the chaos He slightly open the door and looked outside flame gradually burning the village Roger was shock trembling in fear looking the outside view

Roger sat down on the floor leaning beside the door he swallowed his saliva.When the bandits were gone he went outside in the temple he saw the the village chief lying near the temple on his last breath when Roger rush toward her grab his hand gentle.

As Roger knelt beside the village chief, her weakened voice barely audible, he felt a tumult of emotions rising within him. The sight of her lying there, the very embodiment of their community's strength, now so frail and vulnerable, ignited a fire within him. Gripping her hand gently, he looked into her eyes, filled with desperation and resolve. "I will not let our village fall," he declared, his voice tinged with a raw, primal rage. "I will unleash the wrath of our gods upon those who dare threaten us." With those words, he rose, his fists clenched, ready to embark on a quest to ensure their survival, his determination blazing like a wildfire in the night.

Roger felt a surge of anger as he knelt beside the village chief, her last breaths escaping her lips. With determination in his eyes, he promised, "I will save our village, I swear it."