This is the story of how I died.

One day, I jumped into a beautiful, fast river, without first wetting my head, shoulders, stomach, and feet, like my mother and everyone in the village always said. My heart stopped. I sank.

At the bottom, a golden fish and a black fish were fighting.

I fell on the golden one… but it was the black fish that saved me.

It swam into my mouth, and I was sent to another world.

I awoke in a dark castle, a massive black-and-red throne before me, flames all around.
“Is this hell?” I thought. Yet I felt… alive.

Had I been reincarnated?
Maybe this was my chance to be a hero. Back home, I was just an office drone.

Then he appeared: a towering figure in bone-white armor, with dragon wings and a Viking axe. A skull helm covered his face.

He looked at me and said:

“Welcome, my Dark Knight… You’ll lead my army and slay every hero who dares oppose us.”