His understanding of the world shattered before his death. His guild was nothing compared to others, which meant he was the best of the worst. When Cal was given a second chance, he wouldn’t repeat his mistakes. Who cared about being a [Mage] when it would just mean death? He would survive, even if it meant being something he sneered at in his previous life. A [Farmer]. Of course, when did anything go according to plan? Never. *** New chapters every 2 days.