Prologue


    So I’m walking down the street same as always just tryna get back to my sweet sweet bed when a car hits and kills me.


    Yeah and that’s not the fucked in part.


    My death wasn’t a quick and easy one either I actually survived the hit. Instead of the quick and painless death I desperately wanted it was taken from me when a Good Samaritan saw I’ve been hit, immediately ran to help, checked my pulse, saw my heart wasn’t pulsing and began cpr.


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    Fucking Good Samaritans.


    I might have appreciated her efforts if I lived, but now thinking about it I wouldn’t have. Who would have settled the bill? Her? Not likely. I would have to cough up the money. Which was laughable because I barely had enough money to pay my rent.


    So I survived.


    For like 15 hours of excruciating pain. And then I died.


    Fuck Good Samaritans.


    How am I writing this you ask?


    Truth is I’m not. I’m narrating this in my head. Because just like all those fucking anime isekai bullshit shows I watched and enjoyed I was reincarnated too and brought to another world.


    Now you’re asking, ‘hey if you liked these shows why you getting mad?’


    I’m not mad I’m pissed because all these isekai mother fuckers were reincarnated into god like human bodies while I was reincarnated into a FUCKING MUSHROOM!