Chapter 3 - 3

Roger was now going back to school. Apparently, he was 3 years behind, but after taking an advancement test, he was eligible to continue his education in his senior years.

'Third year of high school... Better that I am with what my age studies.' Roger thought while he was wearing his school uniform.

"Mom, I'm going to school now." Roger exclaimed as he walked out of the door.

"Take care!" His mother answered.

Roger nodded and walked to his school, which was just near his house. It was just a 200-meter walk, and after finally arriving, he felt nostalgic just looking at his school.

There were plenty of students. It was crowded, and it was the first day of school, just coincidentally near when he woke up.

Roger just walked with the crowd. Since he already knew where his room was, he just went straight to it.

Before he went to school, he already memorized the map, so he knew where it was. But the only problem he had was that he couldn't remember any of his peers.

Does he have any friends or not? He had already forgotten those, and even if he tried to remember them, all of them were blurry.

When Roger finally arrived near his classroom, he already noticed that it was rowdy. Students in the hallway were talking about anything, not even interesting for Roger.

And when he was at his door, he opened it.

All of his classmates were all smiling, getting to talk with each other again after the long break. And since Roger didn't know anyone, he just occupied a vacant seat.

'What should I do now? This life is peaceful. Despite the monster attacks and rifts that open in random locations, I feel like this is a peaceful life since there were people that were responsible for protecting everyone. There is no need to use my power, isn't it?'

Not that Roger was uninterested. He felt that this life was way more beautiful than in Kluma, where wars were everywhere. If not for his luck, he wouldn't survive in that world. Furthermore, a huge incident happened in Kluma that he didn't want to happen again. He didn't want to be uncontrollable, just like in Kluma.

In this world, being in power was not required for him to do so.

After 80 years of living in Kluma, he gained skills and abilities that made him bold enough to face challenges. And just when he was about to be at the top of them all, he felt tired of the life he had been living.

After all, there were no attachments left for him. His bloodline was already okay without him, so why would he bother?

The love of his life, Iana, was already resting in peace. There were no such reasons to live in that cruel world.

But coincidentally, he didn't expect that it would be his way of returning to Earth.

He wasn't regretting it. Here on Earth, he had a different life. Even though it was peaceful, he didn't care much about entertainment. With the family he had around him, he was content.

But that all stopped when he forgot something important.

The school he was studying at right now was an Awaken all-based school. Different students try their luck to awaken and become Awakens. As a result, they attended this school because having power was synonymous with survival.

Even if you didn't awaken a power, survival instincts and knowledge were enough.

The ability to fight was the most important thing of all.

Not until... Really... Roger forgot about this important detail.

"Hey skinny!"

Roger wasn't skinny. It was only a term, but in his first life, he was the weakest in his batch, and he was compared to a skinny person who didn't have muscles.

Roger faced the people who called him. With a perplexed expression, he looked at each of them.

All of them were five. And he was looking at them intently. They were shooting their mocking eyes at him.

Roger just sighed and then answered them.

"Yes? How can I help you? "

But rather, the person who called him was enraged.

He had a slightly well-built body, just enough for a normal high schooler's body. As for the other four who weren't talking, they all have healthy bodies.

Looking at them took Roger's curiosity. He didn't know them, so respectfully answering them was better than making a ruckus.

Right?

But not for the other one. Since he was enraged, he just looked at Roger, then slammed his table with his fist.

"You... Are you crazy? Don't you know that you still have a job, or did you hurt your head and forget about it?"

It was a rising tone that the guy had, taking every student's attention.

They all looked at the five male students, then at Roger. When their eyes fell on Roger, they were surprised.

"Isn't he that guy who fell into a coma? He is back?"

"Right? His life is back as well as his role. Pathetic. Forget about him, he isn't worthy of our attention."

Everyone was still looking at them. That made Roger irritated, but he was just wearing his calm face.

"Role, what? I'm sorry. Were you my friend? I can't remember it since I had memory loss. Can you tell me who-!"

Abruptly, Roger's table collapsed from the guy's slamming. Roger just looked at his table from the corner of his eyes with a gloomy expression.

"Friend? Are you joking? You don't know me? Don't make me call you again."

Then, being tired of Roger, the five turned their backs to him, appearing to walk off.

However, Roger begged to differ. He was still looking at his table with a blank set of eyes. His eyebrows were twitching, and just when he couldn't take it anymore, he uttered in a static position.

"Bastard. Don't you have any manners? Didn't I tell you that I have memory loss? So care to enlighten me instead of breaking my table."

The five students stopped walking. Then, slowly, with enraged faces, they all looked at Roger.

"What? Can you say that again? I felt like I was deaf. Bitch-!"

Bang!

The tables around the guy suddenly collapsed as he slammed each of them.

Loud noises reverberated, making every student in the room cover their ears. However, Roger was still looking at his table while everyone in the room panicked.

"I said... Don't you have any manners?"

But right now, Roger said it in a calm tone. And the next few seconds turned into something dirty.. A few punches flew, straight to Roger, with the five students enraged.