Believe it or not, I'm the sect master here.
I reincarnated into a fantasy world after my friend took me to the beach to swim. I didn't know how to swim. So, I drowned.
I woke up in space not the black kind with stars, but a strange white space that felt empty and endless. Standing in front of me was a stunning, beautiful woman. She said her name was Jenna.
She told me I was dead. My friends had killed me. They wanted my girlfriend so they took me to the water and pushed me in. I couldn't swim. They knew that.
She showed me how they did it. Like a playback on a screen. I watched it all. It was humiliating. They laughed at me as I struggled. I had always been the one they bullied. My entire life.
Then Jenna asked me
"Do you want another chance? Or are you tired? Do you want to die completely gone forever
I didn't hesitate. I asked for another chance.
So she sent me to another world. But not before binding me to something. A system.
The system was Jenna. The goddess herself.
I reincarnated into this new world thinking I'd be strong like in the webnovels or books I used to read. Powers, magic, sword skills the works.
But the first mission she gave me?
Farm.
Raise chickens.
Clean the land.
Plant flowers.
Purify the water for drinking.
Take care of pigs, ducks, fields.
Then she disappeared.
Just like that.
No epic battle. No magic lessons. Just me and a shovel.
I worked like that for five years. Five long, silent years. The mountain was quiet. I raised animals, grew food, cleaned water, planted herbs. The land healed.
Then one day, I was up a tree picking apples when I heard footsteps in the bushes.
Not animal footsteps human. Fast. Staggered. I looked down.
A girl ran out from the trees. She was wounded. A blade was in her hand, and her other hand was pressing down on her stomach, trying to stop the bleeding.
She didn't look at me at first. She passed under the tree. Then she turned and saw me really saw me and her eyes widened.
"Senior… please help…"
Then she collapsed.
I froze.
She called me senior.
How? I lived on a nameless mountain, far from any sect, city, or village. No one even knew I was here. Or so I thought.
Not long after, I heard the gallop of hooves.
Men on horses appeared from the woods, dressed in armor. They looked like bounty hunters or private soldiers.
They saw me.
The one who looked like the leader stepped down. He walked over, calm but cautious, and asked,
"Have you seen a woman come through here?"
I said nothing.
They must've seen the blood trailing behind the tree. Her feet were even visible if they looked closely. But they still asked me. Even though the answer was right in front of them.
They were afraid.
What they were seeing it wasn't just a man. It was something they couldn't explain. A pressure higher than death, deeper than instinct. Even the ground they stood on felt like it didn't belong to them anymore.
They saw no escape route.
That's why the leader stepped down. That's why he asked so politely.
It hit me then.
Don't they have eyes?
She's right there.
What's wrong with them?
You want me to go get her for you
I turned just slightly to go retrieve the unconscious girl.
That's when they all ran.
All of them.
Without a word, without a second glance, they turned their horses and fled.
I looked back and be confused. What just happened.