What the heck.. why are females falling in love with this Isekai mc.. he relies heavily on the status or system, he's too lucky it's like everything is set up just for him, this sucks."
Looking at the monitor after finishing the Isekai slop novel, I couldn't help but sigh deeply.
I would not want to judge but this mc is loved so much by the author, even though the series was good but why are the females always misunderstanding things that could be logically proven and would always seem to love the mc for no reason."
Honestly I rarely read novels and because after beginning to read something I would not want to find a replacement until I have reached the ending.'and after reading this manga for the past three days of using 1 hour of my time, I would rate it a 4/10 the world building was nice and I understand that the author wanted the mc to be a reflection of himself, but why is the manga only focused on the the mc who was the self insert version of the author into the character, this manga will make you feel that only the main character is great, and so everyone must submit, will that concludes my analysis of this manga, I actually enjoyed it a bit to be honest.
But in my perspective everyone in the story should have a character development plot, and not just the mc monologuing about his experiences, it all ended up into a shallow philosophy that the author considered self development but all of that was just a copping mechanism.
Then I suddenly feel something, I felt as if my chest was tightening, I was lossing air and I could not call for help.'i know I have stage four lung cancer but for me to not lived this life meaningfully truly is a sin.'
My consciousness was slowly drifting away, I have died yet I still feel as if I have a body, weird feelings overwhelmed me and I could not see, I can hear but every sound I heard was muffed.'is this the realm they called hell, but what sin did I commit to deserve all of this.'
And after a long while I finally regained my consciousness.
Then I finally heard a sound that was not muffled, the sound was gentle and my whole being is reacting.
It was the voice of a woman, I would say a joyful woman but I did not know what was happening since I still cannot see.
"I would name him Adam.. Adam helmwich our first son, Julius what do you think about adam is it a wonderful name for our son."
Julius replied looking softly at their newborn son."Yes maria it is a fine name.. Adam."
So my new name is a 'Adam', perhaps being reborn is not so bad, I hope this world is just a normal one and not some magical world full of monsters, I would want to cherish my parents in this new life have a family have a meaningful life, to be righteous, to be a man I sought to be.
Three years later, I have finally understand what this new world is about, and unfortunately it was a world of magic and monsters, even the demon king existed in this new world, but we should not worry since in every adversity or the resurrection of the demon king a hero will appear to vanquish evil.
I was very happy when I learned that my family was not part of nobility since nobles would always fight and struggle amongst themselves, and I would not want my parents to suffer, my mother was tailor, a cheerful women devoted in her husband, my father was a wood cutter even though he returned home tired from working all day long, he would still take care and spend time with me and my mom.
It is pretty troublesome pretending to be a normal kid, like I'm already three years old I don't need to drink milk.
Then the shout of my mother cuts through the silence and my monologue.
"Adam it's time for you to drink milk!, come here.. come to mama, you need milk to grow big and strong just like your father."
Speak of the devil, even though this body is of a 5 year old, I would not violate my own code of honor, so I replied with my tiny cute voice. "Mama can you put your milk in the baby bottle."
She tried to persuade me to drink from the source but such act is despicable and I refused unrelentingly.'I only regained my full sense and consciousness just two days ago, so I must have been moving instinctively for the past months acting like a normal baby, but now I have regained my consciousness and so I must act.'
My mother could not do anything but agree with my demand, now that this problem is solved, I should also learn about the power system of this world.
Then a knock came at the door.
Then my father who returned from work shouted.
"Honey I am home!, lemme see my good boy, I bought pastries."
Seeing my father returning and immediately rushing to me seeking attention, I could not help myself but smile genuinely and from the bottom of my heart I would do everything to protect this loving family.