_I Hate Being Reincarnated_

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Asher was a Aroace boy who was stabbed in the streets while on a walk to get out of his home and away from his parents. he thought he would be safe as there were many people around and he thought no one some lunatic would be on the street. He never thought he would be dieing at the age of 17

He was reincarnated into a world with magic and meny intelligent spices. monsters and beasts existed and this was all new to him. But there was one thing that was worse than anything else to him.

it was that he was reborn into a peasant girl. the girl's name was Addison Jones. He had no problem with women and girls in general but he knew that he wasn't one. He never felt like a girl and didn't whant to be called a girl. He was a boy. He knows that he is a boy. he knows that he isn't a girl. Being called a girl was something he despised ever since he reincarnated. he had never been called a girl before and he figured out how much he despise it.

He eventually runs away into a forest know as the 'Gruesome Willow Woodland ' which no country/empire wants to own. its known for the fact that everyone that goes in never comes out or has their corpse hung on a tree. it may have last happen 200 years ago but they were all superstitious. There was ofcourse nothing bad their anymore except for a couple monsters and wild beasts. He builds a cottage for himself aswell as a farm. he doesn't mind scavenging for berries in the forest, he actually enjoys to do so but he would rather have the knowledge that he wouldn't be going hungry anytime soon. he made sure that he kept near a clean running sorce of water so he could water the plants and hydrate himself.

this story will contain Ashers death, and reincarn.