Staring into the mirror Ben finally came to terms with his new reality. He had been reincarnated, into another world. As luck would have it, the body, he was reincarnated into had the same first name as his previous self. As cliché as his name was, his death was anything but. Ben had been walking home from his college classes when a military jet from the base near him lost control during a routine flight and crashed into him. The only blessing from the incident was that he died upon impact and didn't feel any pain.
Back to the present, Ben looked at his new appearance in the mirror. Height-wise, he looked to be 5'9 to 5'11, the average height of an adult male. He looked skinny, not bone skinny, but more of a lean muscle skinny. His skin tone was between dark brown and light brown. For hair, he had dreads with blond tips, which didn't look bad, in his opinion. The most unique thing about his appearance was his eyes. They looked like there were only two layers in them, the pupil and sclera(the white of the eye). When it comes to his little brother, it was still the same size as his last life, a little above average.
Done looking at himself, Ben took a look at his surroundings. He was in a simple room, not too big or small. The east wall had a window with blinds, and the south wall had a closet with mirror doors embedded in it. Against the north wall, there was a desk with a laptop on. The desk also had some other things on it, a couple of books and two picture frames. In the corner of the north-face wall was a bed that he had gotten out of.
Ben was glad he had a decent room, although it was simple, it seemed to hint that his situation wasn't a bad one. Though, he did wonder whose body he was in because all he could remember was the body's first name.
As he was going through his thoughts, two sets of information crashed into his mind. Grabbing his head, Ben gritted his teeth together so he wouldn't scream in pain. When the pain finally subsided, Ben sat on his bed to organize his thoughts.
One set of information told him the complete identity of who he was. His full name was Ben Thaddeus Scott, and he was the son of Marry and Andrew Scott. His mother got to name him because she wanted his initials to spell B.T.S., and she wouldn't take no for an answer.
Besides his parents, he also had a ten-year-old sister who was in the fifth grade. Her name was Ziva Scott.
Ziva was the only light in his life right now. Because their parents died two years ago, leaving them alone. Luckily he was old enough, at the time to take legal ownership of his sister so they wouldn't get separated. In terms of money, they were all set as it would turn out his parents were hidden billionaires that did not like to flaunt the cash.
Even though the siblings were set, on money, that didn't stop Ben from going out and working. He didn't want to be someone who sat around the house all day; or be without money; if, by some miracle, he lost all the money. So he got a job as a voice actor, which paid him a decent amount of money, which he used as their daily expenses money. He saved his parent's money for bills and college funds.
The second piece of information came in two parts. The first part was "Welcome to the Mechanic, which will help you build amazing things." The second part said, "Please start preparing; the apocalypse starts in 6 months."