Chapter 1: Waking Up in Legend of the Dragon King.
"Ugh, where am I? My head feels like it's about to explode…"
Where is this? Why does everything seem so blurry? Oh, I can see clearly now.
Adam gently massaged his head and slowly began to wake up. He looked around, a simple-looking house with no flashy decorations. Before him, words he couldn't understand or see were written on paper.
A memory that seemed like him but also wasn't him slowly resurfaced, and everything seemed so clear.
A few days ago, the original owner of this body seemed devastated by the loss of his parents due to an attack by an "Evil Soul Master." A Soul King attacked a Soul Guide Train and massacred all the passengers there.
When he saw the news, he cried for several days without stopping. Even in his dreams, he would wake up from nightmares and couldn't sleep soundly.
His parents' faces haunted him every night. Even when he slowly closed his eyes, his parents' souls, screaming in pain, echoed right before him.
He was afraid, helpless, and even desperate. His eyes were red from crying day and night. He could only curl up helplessly in a corner of the house, afraid to even close his eyes and have that horrific scene resurface.
He had even forgotten about the martial soul awakening ceremony that was supposed to take place tomorrow amidst his fear and insomnia.
Adam slowly massaged his head and sighed softly. The trauma his body had experienced earlier truly haunted him and nearly drove him insane.
But from this memory, Adam also learned important information about his current location.
"Evil soul master, soul guide train, and martial soul..."
"There's no mistake, I should be on the Douluo Continent," Adam said in a flat tone.
There was no hint of happiness or joy in his words. Instead, he looked at the soul guide TV in front of him and was certain that the current timeline was 10,000 years after Huo Yuhao ascended to the divine realm.
What a joke. A son of Destiny was completely enslaved and an idiot who had lost his purpose. Although it could be said that his entire life was controlled by Sea God Tang San, something like Destiny wasn't something that could be changed at will.
Especially when Destiny favored you. With his status as the Son of Destiny, unless he foolishly wanted to be enslaved, fate would always favor him.
"The timeline is now at a stage where almost all resources are in the hands of large organizations like Shrek, Spirit Pagoda, and Tang Sect. Unless you join them and assimilate into them, becoming a Title Douluo is quite difficult."
Especially with the advent of battle armor, Title Douluo are now insufficient to stand out on this continent. Even Extreme Douluo and Ultimate Douluo are practically no longer rare.
"Ugh, I didn't read Douluo that often back then. At most, I only followed the comics until Wulin attended the Soul Ascension Platform." (Author: me too.)
Fortunately, I at least know a few things. Something like Tang Hao replacing the lord of the plane, his wife now the Core of Life, Wulin and Gu Yue developing a relationship in the future, the Golden and Silver Dragon King's self-love, and even having a son from that self-love.
Thinking back, damn, this is nepotism at its finest.
"Fuck it. There's no point in participating in something like that. This level of drama isn't my taste, and the level of love brain on this continent will probably make me stupid." Adam decided this in his head.
Without anything like cheats or a golden finger, participating in this drama is truly pointless. You'll just be courting death.
In essence, it's all a dead end.
"I'm just a mortal. It's better to live life while enjoying this drama from a distance. Like an audience watching a stage play performed by actors."
Thinking this, Adam smiled softly. His golden hair seemed to be swept by the breeze coming from the window, and his blue eyes were as calm as a lake.
"By the way, why did the original owner of this body suddenly die? Even if he was desperate and filled with fear his entire life, I don't recall him actually wanting to commit suicide."
Suddenly, his eyes fell on the paper in front of him. It was a language he had never seen or understood. A language that seemed completely different from this world.
Something that shouldn't have existed. Adam was shocked when a single word popped into his mind.
"Hermetic! Why is this here?!"
No, my memories…
The previously halted memories were now flowing back. The original owner of this body, who had previously lived in fear and despair, appeared completely still, not moving an inch.
His body stiffened and trembled. Unconsciously, he walked and laughed. In hermetic language, his mouth uttered words that felt so foreign to him.
"The Lord that Created Everything
The Ruler of the mind world,
The Degenerate Nature of all Living Things"
"Please... Please... Grant me peace in my mind."
His body suddenly stopped. His eyes slowly closed and his breathing stopped. His limp body fell onto the sofa. The only good news was that his face was filled with calm and no fear could be seen on it.
"This is, Visionary...Adam?"
Why? Isn't this world the Douluo Continent? Why is his honorific name here?
And even stranger, the original owner of this body actually spoke in hermetic language. Why is this happening?
Is this a clue to why I'm here?
Adam thought quickly. He truly couldn't understand how a native of Douluo Continent could know the honorable name of a high-level being. And what's worse, he pronounced it using the language of Hermes!
He's looking for death!
"No wonder he's dead. Without the proper ritual and the appropriate ingredients for the symbolism, pronouncing the honorific name of a high-sequence being will only result in one outcome."
Dead!
Something like honorific name, and even three parts of this honorific name, another phrase popped into his head.
"Lord of the Mysteries."
This is a favorite novel, truly at the top of the webnovel rankings. It could even be said that Lord of the Mysteries is an undisputed top three novel.
Of course, I've read it too in the past. I even willingly read various LOTM fanfictions while waiting for the next series.
But how could these things appear here?
His mind raced, contemplating various possibilities. But no matter what, he couldn't wrap his head around it, and a click occurred.
"Adam… Adam…"
Grisha Adam!
I became 'Him'? No, my name was indeed Adam before I came here, but I remembered that I didn't have a first name. A possibility popped into his head about this strange situation.
"The true name of a high-sequence beyonder is taboo to pronounce because the name itself holds mystical powers and connections. Therefore, nothing good will happen to those who say it."
But, why me? My name is indeed Adam, but not Grisha Adam from the Lord of Mysteries!
The person who should have come to this world is Adam the Visionary!
Not Adam the office worker with the hobby of reading novels.
He was truly speechless.
"Put that aside for now. If I do have the Grisha Adam template, do I have the powers of Adam the Visionary?"