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[Mumbai, India]
The city of Mumbai was as noisy and crowded as ever, traffic honking like it was the national anthem.
Yes, I live in Mumbai, India.
My parents passed away when I was young, leaving me and my brother alone at just fifteen.I worked hard for both of us—studied day and night, got my PhD in engineering and basic sciences, and even supported my brother through his graduation in arts in Japan.
[A few years later]
My name is Surya, and I'm now the head researcher at XXX Laboratories in Mumbai.
I sat in the passenger seat of my friend Harshit's car, scrolling through the script my brother—now an anime director in Japan—sent me.
"How is it?" Harshit finally asked, eyes on the road.
"How is what? I'm wondering if I should resign as a head researcher and work as a novel critic instead."
Harshit burst out laughing.
"Hmph! What does he think? I'm only reading this because he's my brother… and because he's
successful."
"True. So what's the genre?"
"An isekai one, I think."
"Is that so?"
He continued driving while I continued reading.
We reached the lab.
The moment I stepped out, a few women started whispering and stealing glances.
Harshit clicked his tongue.
"I'm sick of this."
"Did you say something, H.A.R.S.H.I.T.H?" I narrowed my eyes.
"Nothing, Mr. Perfect! Haha—see ya later."
I rolled my eyes and went in to handle my duties.
A few days later
I returned to my workstation to continue my current project—an AI program.I had completed projects in nearly every branch of engineering, but this was my first true project in computer science, so I was excited.
I worked on it for almost a year.
And finally… the program was ready.
I clicked [ACTIVATE].
[1 NOTIFICATION]
A notification panel suddenly popped up on my phone.
"Huh? Did my brother update the file?" I tapped the screen.
The phone froze.
Then the screen went pitch black.
BZZZT—!
A flash of white light burst out, followed by a piercing sound that drilled into my skull.
"Head Researcher Surya! Look at the computer!"
I spun around.
The programming screen I had been working on had turned into a loading interface, then suddenly turned blank.
Then the entire lab flickered—
And everything turned pitch black.
At first, I thought the power went out.
But the darkness was too deep, too silent… and my body felt weightless, as if I was floating naked in
an endless void.
DING!
A blue message appeared in front of me.
[A.I HAS INITIATED EVOLUTION PROTOCOL]
My eyes widened.
"That… that's the same template I was coding…"
Another line appeared.
[A.I HAS EVOLVED INTO A SYSTEM]
The black screen shifted into a radiant blue one with glowing golden borders.
[SYSTEM] Comment: You have been chosen to transmigrate by an unknown identity.
Trans… migrate??
[SYSTEM] User Identified: SURYA]Soul Frequency Locked.Isekai Transfer Protocol Initiated.
"What the hell—?"
Before I could react, a massive vortex of swirling Sanskrit symbols exploded around me—like a
divine cyclone made of ancient characters.
I felt myself being pulled upward, body weightless.
[TRANSMIGRATION COMPLETE]
Reconstructing physical vessel…Assigning suitable identity…
[Body Selected: 'Illegitimate Daughter of Duke Arvellian.']
"What?! Daughter?? WAIT—STOP—"
My scream never finished.
A blinding flash swallowed me whole.
"Ms. Surya… Ms. Surya…"
Who's that?
"Wake up, it's morning already."
Who??
"Nooo… let me sleep…"
…Wait.
Was that my voice?
I suddenly shot upright.
My arms felt… soft?
Round??
Chubby?
"I don't remember my hands being this chubby…"
"Ms. Surya?" a voice yelped.
I whipped my head around.
A maid was kneeling beside the bed, looking terrified.
"Who are you?" I asked, eyes narrowing in confusion.
"You don't remember me? I'm your personal maid, Vanessa," she replied, looking at me as if thinking, What's wrong with this fat pig today?
"Oh! that so?… then! Vanessa, bring me a mirror."
i have to check my reflection.
"A… mirror?" she blinked.
"Do you want me to repeat myself?" I snapped, my researcher persona leaking out.
"Yes—yes, right away!"
She rushed and handed me a mirror.
I sat at the edge of the bed, turned toward the mirror—
And froze.
A fat woman stared back at me.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
The maid jumped.
"N-No! It can't be—"
I finally understood.
I had been transmigrated…
…as a fat noble lady.
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END OF CHAPTER 1
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have a nice day ;)
(my other novels will be continued soon on 26-11-2025)