My Rebirth Is A Bit Wrong

On the way to the supermarket, Toby can't help but think back to the different fanfictions he has read over the years and every time he crosses a pedestrian crossing, that there are children or a pretty girl to save from mortal danger and especially the holy truck-sama.

What would he do if he is killed by one of these factors, will he reincarnate on another world after meeting a so-called 'god'? Or will it end up as a male mosquito that is killed with a tap dance on a summer evening without the person in charge making the difference with a female mosquito?

If he is reincarnated as a result of an encounter with 'god' will he have a family, a person with whom to share his life and a life goal? Where will he live the same life as now? Orphaned from an early age without having known a single parent, the cessation of studies is 16 years old to provide for his needs without relying on others, having lived without parental love and being put to rate at school by his comrades, because he had no parent, and he was shy, but also reserved. Fortunately for him, the moment he was born, computer science was in these early days. The orphanage had computers very early on, and he was able to use them almost without limits when he was not even 4 years old, because he was very wise and calm.

He remembers, it was he who installed the famous operating system that they received as a donation to the orphanage a little before the autonomous 1995. He was going to celebrate his 5th birthday the same year.

While he wanted to study computer science to be a teacher later. The orphanage has the farmer these doors on the first day of the year 2007. He had turned 16, not even 2 months ago, and had to leave school to be able to survive on small jobs.

Despite many difficult years he has always kept the budget to buy computer equipment, game consoles and especially the internet which has cost him many social and food sacrifices, pasta has saved his life.

Thanks to this, he was able to stay up to date on the latest technologies and deepen his mastery of computer coding that he had learned at the orphanage during his childhood.

This allows him today to have a stable job in computer science, more precisely in the video game sector. Because of his lack of degree, he held an ordinary position.

By dint of procrastination in his thoughts, he finally arrived at the supermarket.

Taking a basket at the entrance, he went mechanically to the pasta department.

Once the few packages taken, that can easily count 10 kilos. Returning to the cash registers, he passes and looks at the different departments that he already knows by heart, and ends up heading to the multimedia department more precisely where there are consoles and video games.

Looking at all the items on the shelves, a rare whisper out of his mouth "To say that I participated in the development of some of them" as he reaches out to take one and admire the jacket.

Who wants to play on the console when you can have better on PC? Especially in 2025 when screens and graphics require a lot of resources to make the most of them.

A few moments later, Toby came out of the supermarket with a bag in his hand. Then, he began his return to the apartment…

The road was quiet as on the way out, apart from the fact that he was thinking about his savings. He does not earn a big salary, but his expenses are reduced enormously he does not have a car, he does not like to go out and the only things he buys are some games, but especially books online.

The apartment in which he currently lives, he bought it at a very affordable price after helping a person started a business, so he has no rent to pay.

His bank account is not very provided following this purchase, but thinking of not paying rent in the future a bright smile emerged from his face as he internally visualized his savings increase by the thousands, the few people on the way looked at him strangely thinking that he had a problem with his head to smile like that.

Back at his apartment, he whispered "Slim, I forgot to put my PC to sleep fortunately it does not consume too much when it is solicited little, and there was no fire."

The first thing he did when he got home was to store his pasta in the closet, leaving a package to make a bowl. After that he took out a saucepan, filled it with water and heated it on his mini induction hob while putting the pasta in the pan.

Our protagonist is a pasta specialist, he can know how much to put in plain sight.

Once his bowl of pasta is filled and mix with curry, siracha sauce and soy sauce.

But then he began to settle on an armchair in the garden furniture, to eat his bowl of pasta quietly.

An extremely strong wind that should not exist on this summer day, carried him away, as well as his bowl of pasta and the garden furniture to fly above the railing that there was all around the roof of the building.

Seeing the ground getting closer and closer the only thoughts in his head are: Where does this wind come from, what he will meet 'god' or be a mosquito, but especially the regret of dying on an empty stomach while he still had his bowl of pasta in his hand with the smell of curry that goes with it.