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Chapter 2 - Chapter 1

Words were transcripted from the screen to my cortex,which then floated around my brain. As I continued these monotonous actions for about 1 hours, I finally got up from my bed and sat on my chair while continuing to hold my phone but for a different purpose.

While mindlessly going through my Instan, some thoughts formed in my head concerning the webnovel I just read. It was a random of the moment webnovel I picked around an hour ago to satisfy my curiosity. Ultimately, I endured reading that hotshit before finally giving up after not even halfway through the serialization.

I have a current go-to novel that I'm trying to finish. But usually after reading a few too much chapters, I browse other novels or manhwas to calm my mind. Although usually ends up in me being further irritable.

It is such a good novel. It is a novel about a regressir that regressed too much and told his story about any peculiarities and entertainment from his long journey.If I were to describe, the concept is majorly quite common, but the execution of such concept is certainly brilliant. The characters and their personalities are refreshing, their behaviour aren't too far-fetched from their given circumstances. The writing? It is undeniably elegant.

It is no surprise that after reading such high class literature. My standards in reading other media would increase. Leading me to be disgusted by such subpar stories that could be considered carbon copies of the other.

My education level probably contributed to my high standard of literature as I am an undergraduate at the top University in my country and a remarkable one even in the International stage. Although my major were in sciences, specifically "Chemistry", I've long been exposed to such high level of literacy including lectures and novels.

That was actually a way of me to subtly flex my educational background. Pardon me.

Right. I haven't properly introduced myself. My name is Chen, or that's what everyone usually calls me. It's not my real name.

On the day I was transmigrated, I was 20. A freshman at a renowned University. On a personal life, I have some hobbies including sports, sleeping, reading,sleeping, riding a bike and importantly sleeping. Quite an ordinary person I'd say. I have plenty circle of friends. I have a girlfriend once a year that usually lasts no more than 2 month. I don't really have major traumatic or significant experiences like other protagonists that go through similar fate.

To keep on track, while such mockery of the webnovel I just read were thrown in my head. My mind fatigued and inclined me to get some rest. And so I went to sleep. It was a holiday so I could sleep however long I wanted. With such a peaceful thought, my consciousness slolwy crept back. While I could feel subtle consciousness, every part of my body weren't responsive and most crucially, my vision were pitch-black. Not the colour you usually see when you close your eyes.

In an instant, I felt as if every nerve of my body were exposed and my mind was erratic. It also ended in an instant. While before my consciousness seeped in slowly, it then flowed out slowly.It was as if I fell back to sleep. No, it was not 'as if'.I did fell asleep again. A harmonious nature of events.

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My eyes were the first to wake up which were then followed by my brain. I meant that figuratively.

The moment I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling, I could tell that either I was dreaming or circumstances happened. Both of which I didn't pay a heed of mind as, I really couldn't care less. However, just to check, I pinched my cheek forcefully.

I felt the throbbing pain. And so I woke up. My first action was to look into the mirror. There was one located beside my bed.

Hmmmmmmmm…. Nice looks.

That was all I could really comment.

Even before transmigrating, my looks were averagely attractive. If I were to rate myself. 7/10. My face was a 7/10. My height was 6'2. Only my body was a tad bit too skinny.

Now, if I were to rate the new look. I'd give it an easy 8.5. As my standards of look was also quite high. Me giving an easy 8.5 was ascertain that the body I was transmigrated into was 'Really Attractive'. Period.

My height looks around 6'3. My face is flawless and symmetrical. Every future on my face is quite defined and if I were to describe it I would say the it gives a softboy face.

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Face: Soft feautures. Well defined jaw and symmetrical. Eyes are quite slanted with a hint of dark circles under.

Height: Assumed to be 6'3 or above

Body: Lean and muscular. Well proportioned.

Hair: 1b hair type. Black hair. Curtain hairstyle even with bedhair.

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This guy is probably still young given his face. I don't know this guy's age. Preferably, I would like to transmigrate into a legal adult. Minimally, if I were to transmigrate into a minor's body, they should be at least 16.

That sounds weird and pedo-ish but hear my reasons. Naturally being an adult you can enjoy a lot more things in the world for example smoking, drinking and clubbing. However, starting around 16 you may be able to bypass some of them as your looks and behaviour are also maturing.

And fuck no this is not similar to the question if I would hit on a 16-year olds.

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