Ouch…
Why does my head hurt so much?
Is it because I didnt eat much?
No—idiot, not eating food doesn't make your head hurt!
It must be because I am sleep deprived!
Now that I think about it—it's because of those idoits!
I argued with them whole fucking night!
Haha… just to get reply, "it aint that deep"!
Why am I even blaming them — its my fault for arguing with them in the first place.
I should just sleep…
How can I sleep when its this painful.
Maybe, a coffee will help lift the mood— this pain will slowly become irrelevant anyway.
Lei Vaelith tried to gather immaterial strength but failed, then opened his eyes to a world blurred and shifting around him.
Where am i?
In an instant, Lei fell onto the wooden floor, his headache growing sharper with every throb.
Adam? I am Adam…
His headache became less painful over time, as he finally managed to gather enough strength to straighten himself up.
He scanned the whole room like a prey would, trying to survive.
No…Lei… be calm. Don't panic… this must be a bad dream!
The room was very strange and familiar to him in quite another sense. Bookshelves with no books. Wooden floor mixed with almost too odd decoratives, which a sane person wouldn't use. There was no bed nor anything else, but what caught his attention was none other than a clock, which convincingly looked like blood spattered around it.
Lei slowly started to remember something as countless memory fragments crossed through his mind.
He walked to the clock, and as he touched it, his hand began shaking.
This is real blood!
Lei threw the clock wherever he could in the room, positioning his back against the wall.
I transmigrated?… lei chattered nervously.
Adam… an orphan with no parents. And poor—so poor that i cant even imagine it.
He got the room due to the Ibar kingdom generosity—what a great way to gain citizens' support . But how Adam got this clock?
And how did I even transmigrate…
I literally didnt do anything…
Adam didnt have any clock according to his memory… and the blood on the clock is real— I can smell it … this can't be more obvious… lei exhaled shakily
Lei often imagined himself in countless scenarios like these but he couldn't really adjust himself to this madness.
This is anything but a dream, because in dream no one can feel pain… lei walked over to the clock once more and picked it up.
The clock was working. Then the blood on it suddenly disappeared.
What the fuck , it must be my hallucinations — right… lei was breathing heavily.
But adam must have died for me to be transmigrated … lei placed the clock on top of the bookshelf.
Lei searched further in Adam's memory. As much as he gathered intel, he found out that…
Adamwas an idoit. This adam had literally stolen money from the officers. Not to mention, he also used to bully other orphans.
If I get out of the room, then I think I'll be done for … adam sighed as he started calculating multiple aspects of how he could die since the robbing part — the officer didnt know it was him; no one did.
Adam must have done suicide — i hope so . Lei clung to the thought, repeating it to himself.
And i have to go back to my real world because no way that this world is earth nor of future nor past.
This planet whole history is different.
Why would I be this broke-ass robber… lei muttered as his stomach growled .
Hell no, this adam hasn't not eaten for three days. I cant even stay hungry for hours. Well, its because of adam situation, he must have gotten used to it.
Why did I transmigrate? there must be a way to reverse it… lei noticed a window in the room that was so small it looked like a box, with no glass or any covering through which one could see the other side.
Which idiot built this? In winter, this room would be unbearable warm, huh… lei joked inwardly.
But as soon as lei looked outside the window, he was shocked.
Beautiful…lei could only mutter one word.
The view was of a small garden filled with flowers, ofcourse. The flowers were a lighter shade of pink.
Damn, this world is beautiful. Every memory Adam saw of being outside was beautiful—most of them, at least… Adam felt mere familiarity.