Before getting reincarnated your life was pretty boring. Even your death was pretty boring, compared to everything else. The only nonboring part of you was that you got reincarnated into a fantasy world. You might wonder, was it as a hero? a rich noble? Did you at least have a loving family? No, to all of them. You were simply an orphan. An orphan currently witnessing your only home being burned down by a beastkin who slayed so many of the kids.

He slowly turned to you. "Looks like another one"