Number 103. That's how many times you have died, or rather come back to life. Ever since you died in your own world, the more modern world, you have been transported into some fantasy, Mediveal world where magic actually exists, beasts and things alike.

However magic isn't as prevalent as you would think it would be. With there being but a handful in the town that you’re in with you being able tell who uses magic, or mana. At the moment, you could only tell that some paladin fellow, a one other who you died to 15 other times uses magic.

I digress. You awaken again, in the alleyway, having had woken up here the first time, and again, you're here, since you didn't really make it far from town.

It's obvious nobody knows of this ability, and telling other about your ability kills you, and overwrites the world, which is what made up most of your death, along with other accidental suicides due to blowing out all your mana at once, and just silly things like that.

Maybe it's time to get serious? find out about the world. it's all up to you after all.