Shiro: The Secret Hero
1. Alvin Finnegan a.k.a Shiro

Inside one of the rooms of the house, a white-haired boy was lying on the floor without breathing

His face was pale, with no blood or poison on his body, no bruises on his limbs, no bite marks or animal stings on his limbs, only a dry tear was shed on her cheek

1 hour passed

Breath that had long stopped, now the boy began to breathe softly as if he was asleep, the previously pale face now began to redden and return to normal condition as if the previous state was just a hallucination

Even at night, the white-haired boy who had actually died, now that his eyelashes were shaking, his fingers started to move lightly, his eyes slowly began to open

The boy was currently narrowing his eyes, focusing on looking at the ceiling of the house, then he looked left and right in a daze, he was thinking hard trying to remember where he was now

But all his efforts were in vain, he did not remember anything regarding his current location, he felt that the surrounding environment was not an environment he recognized

"Hey where am I? Was I kidnapped?" Said the boy softly

` Who brought me here ? Was I kidnapped? ` as intense as questions and suspicions were present in his mind

A few minutes of waiting yet there was no sound whatsoever in the surroundings, only a slight sound of the crowd and passersby slowly becoming quiet. Yes.maybe the increasingly quiet condition is caused by the late night conditions

"It looks like there's no one but me here" the boy sighed softly

Because according to him the environment is currently in a safe condition, the white-haired boy tried to ventured with the intention to explore the surrounding environment and find out where he was and what happened to him

"Huh...??" as he wanted to get up, the white-haired boy was shocked when he saw the condition of his body

Traces of confusion were clearly exposed on his face, as if puzzled by what had happened to him, a feeling of fear had crossed his head. Because at this moment he just realized that his body is different from what he remembered

The boy desperately tried to get up, but had not yet risen from the floor, and finding out what was happening, suddenly a very strong pain felt in his head

"AW.." YEAH....." The boy screamed while holding his head with both hands

bukk` the boy fell

Perhaps because he could not bear the pain that came with it all of a sudden, the white-haired boy fainted on the spot and fell asleep again

Time passed, the morning began to come, birds chirping began to sound, the sunlight began to creep into every corner of the room, through the windows of the room and the air vents around it

The incoming light slowly shone on the face of the white-haired boy, which finally awakened him

The white-haired boy slowly got up from his sleep while pinched his forehead while holding his head with his left hand, it was obvious that the pain was still felt in his head

But it seems that the pain is only a remnant of the pain of the night, the pain is not intermittent and replaced by the memories that occur with him and this body

After feeling at ease, the boy began to slowly trace the memories that were about him, he finally recalled about his life in his previous life, and the cause he came to this world, he said, no changes or problems occurred with his memory of his past

When he began to examine the memory of the boy who owned this body, he was surprised about the identity, condition, experience, and world where the boy had lived before

"I'm reincarnated ? " Say the white-haired boy while dumbfounded in disbelief

His name is Alvin Finnegan, a 45-year-old middle-aged man who died of depression and drank a lot of alcohol and drugs

His wife and two children died in a car accident while he was working late at the office where he worked, a sense of regret enveloped his day at the time

` why not just me ? Why my wife and my two children? Why am I not with them? At least I accompanied them when I answered a line of questions shrouded in regret filled Alvin's mind

Day after day passed, the sadness was getting longer, the work was not focused, severe depression, memory and longing with his wife and children, all these things tormented Alvin's life

Faced with endless pressure and sadness, Alvin falls into the hellhole of life. Unemployed, cigarette smoke filled the room, various bottles of alcohol lying in every corner of the room, and sleeping pills and anti-depressants on the table that he often consumed

Until one night, Alvin was vomiting blood after drinking alcohol and taking drugs, possibly due to an overdose or weakened organ function. Alvin was dizzy and eventually died on the spot, taking off all the burdens of his life in the world

But fate says otherwise, Alvin is resurrected in a different world. This is either God's compensation for all the suffering of Alvin in the world, or it is a torment that God gave him

Perhaps both memories in one body can reduce Alvin's memory of the world he lived in before. But one thing, his family before him would remain in his heart and mind

Because of being loyal and sincere there is the highest form of love, although Ikhlas has not been able to realize Alvin, but maybe it can be realized in his world today

Now Alvin, or rather Shiro. Yes, Shiro is the real name of the boy in this world. Shiro's name comes from his white hair color. In Japanese, Shiro means White.

The world Shiro lived in was the World of Heroes. Where many events contest the hegemony of the world.

Not only humans who fight each other, monsters and other races that come out of the gate also want to rule the planet.

Shiro and his parents are in N City at the moment. Due to the need for war, as a C-class hero, Shiro's parents are obliged to participate in killing and spying on the enemy. Yes it is similar to the conscription from the previous Alvin world

Shiro dies of depression after learning that both his parents died on the battlefield, the cause of death being almost the same between Alvin and Shiro

"Huh.." Alvin sighed, the life and atmosphere of the current battle-filled war was no match for a brat like this

" It seems like the layout of this room is the same as what I have in my memory" Alvin said as he walked towards the mirror in the living room

" May you be calm in nature there and allow me to use your identity in this world" Alvin said quietly in front of the mirror as he lowered his head and placed his right hand on his chest in silence