"Is this little son of bi!..Ahem, beautiful lady author dead.." Lukas hurriedly corrected himself realizing he was being too ungrateful, maybe the Author was taking a well deserved long break after updating continuously for years.
However frustration was understandable, it had been one whole month since his favorite noble had been updated.
The perfectly black screen of the clownphone 17 reflected his appearance, black eyes and an average looking face with a third chin protruding out.
This was Lukas, a young man at the ripe age of 25, ready to conquer the world, instead he was here sitting all day in his room.
It was then a screeching sound of something cutting through the air came from above, Boom! A terrifying explosion followed, shaking the ceiling.
Then came the sound of something heavy and metallic striking the roof of the building, the impact shook the room's foundation, spiderwebs like cracks spreading in the walls, fire ignited
Following explosion the temperature inside the room shot up,
"What is happening…!"
Instantly Lukas's figure was surrounded by scorching tongues of flames.
Death was near!
Lukas instinctively understood, all of his life he had nothing more than failure, never been able to achieve anything great in life but at the moment of death he felt a strange sense of relief, his shoulder unconsciously relaxed as if some sort of burden had been lifted off them…probably the burden of expections, a small smile appearing at the corner of his lips as the fire intensified.
As death approached, the last conversation that he had with his father, replayed in his head, again and again, each word that came out of his fathers mouth was biting as ever.
"What are you doing?" his father asked as soon as he had answered the call.
This simple question had caused Lukas's face to turn ugly, he already knew where this conversation was going. After all, this wasn't the first time they were having this conversation. Without him realizing Lukas's grip on the phone had automatically tightened.
Still he tried to sound as unaffected as possible as he answered in a calm tone, "Nothing…"
A simple and short reply, but it was like the spark that set off an explosion.
"Nothing…yeah, right. That's all you're ever capable of," his father's voice snapped though the phone speaker, those words hitting lukas face like a tight slap.
Even though he was hearing these word for N'th time his face still turned ugly.
The slap didn't hurt him but the subtle disappointment hidden behind the anger, the kind of disappointment one would feel when you saw someone being satisfied what begging on the street…However if they had made use of their full potential they could have achieved anything in their life.
Someone who is clearly capable of making it big in life, yet they are nothing but a pile of trash, not because of incompetence but by simply being a slave of their desires.
A man free from all fetters but chained by his own desires.
There was a minute of silence, before his father's voice came out of the speaker again "You're a failure."
The familiar sentence hit his heart like a sledgehammer, wanting to shatter his heart to bits, but Lukas simply let out a sigh and persisted.
After he had long since grown numb to these conversations. He stopped arguing and no longer defended himself. He only waited, hoping that his father would calm down and end the call, because he also knew what he was…a failure.
"Yes he was, a complete and utter failure," Lukas muttered under his breath, his words dripping with regret.
Once the call ended, He lowered his phone and, as if on autopilot, opened a game.
Video games had become his escape, a mindless refuge from the world that seemed determined to remind him of his shortcomings. At first, it had been a simple pastime, a way to kill time. But before he knew it, the flashing numbers, the small victories, the intoxicating sense of progress—had become his only source of gratification.
He himself also didn't want to live such a life, Just like everyone he also wanted to be rich and popular, but there was nothing in this world that excited him except the novels.
There was no motivation.
Maybe if he was also in the world of novels, just like the protagonist he would have also worked hard, not just hard but be the hardest worker in the room.
Before he could continue Thinking the incredible pain of being burned alive forced him to come out of his memory.
Lui! Lui!
Sirens wailed through the street as multiple ambulances and firefighter vehicles zipped to the site of the plane crash. Tendril of smoke rose from the burning apartment where a passenger plane had crashed due to engine failure.
The entire nation was shocked awake, falling into the worst tragedy of the modern time.
…
It wasn't clear how much time had passed but the agonizing pain of being burned alive faded, smoke and dust cleared and he was able to see again.
"My hands.."
The first thing that he did was to examine his body. The fire had been very fierce and almost swallowed him whole. If he had somehow been able to survive, at least his skin should have burned beyond recognition, especially his face. He looked at his hands.. Strangely, they were perfectly fine.
"Maybe I was rescued timely and early treatment saved me," While saying this he finally examined his surroundings to search for a mirror.
What he saw surprised him.
A pristine white room devoid of a single speck of dust filled his vision. In the mid-air some holographic symbols seemed to be floating, but he ignored them after finding them unfamiliar.
Was this some sort of special care centre?
Finally, unable to stop himself, he asked out loud, "Hello anyone here? What is this Place.."
Maybe this question some sort of trigger, next moment his expression turned pale, his hands moving upwards.
"Argh! My head.." Lukas yelled out loud while gritting his teeth, without even realizing his hands were tightly clutching his head as he felt a splitting headache, cold sweat drenching his clothes.
Unfamiliar memories of a life that he never lived appeared in his head.
Awakening ceremony..!
Star Energy…! and many other unfamiliar terms that he had never heard before.
As an avid reader of webnovels, it didn't take long for him to figure out what was going on. With widened eyes he gasped, "I have crossed over to another world."
His predecessor passed away because of exhaustion from overworking to support his family.
Transmigration..something that was only possible in the books of fiction and childish drama. He had transmigrated to not just any world, but a world where humans have finally found a way to absorb the star energy into their bodies and grow stronger beyond human comprehension.
As a webnovel reader Transmigration was something that he had always wished to experience however now that he truly experienced it, Lukas felt a chill run down his spine.
"Dammm…I wanna file a complaint if I was about to be sent to another world, they should have informed me…and where is the goddess sama granting wishes.."
However no matter how much he cursed, there was no one to respond to his words.
…
Unknown to him behind these white walls, Several figures, mostly young men and women, stood watching lukas's strange action with a weird look on their faces.
Especially one exquisite looking young girl dressed in jet black gown, her two black almond shaped eyes were cover with her dainty white hands, hidden behind those hands was face a face that looked as if it was carved by the god personally, slender eyebrows and a small pointed nose,
Currently, Rosy only wished for a way to disappear out of the room.
"This idiots brother of mine finally went mad…"
Finally one slightly handsome young boy dressed in luxurious golden robe with the symbol of a flying eagle engraved on his chest furiously yelled.
"Who let this idiot inside the Awakening chambers, someone call the guards and throws him out, if not I will personally go inside to drag him out and also give a few slaps.."
This was the young master of Soaring Eagle clan Rufus his words carried some weight, after all Soaring Eagle was one of the biggest powerhouse of Ravenstone city.
After Rufus several other voices also echoed, filled with disdain and mockery. Most of them after speaking looked in Rufus direction, like loyal dogs asking for praise from their master.
"These good for nothing losers think they can turn their life around by Awakening a talent..tsk"
"But don't they know unless nourished with star energy from young most of them would awaken with one or two star potential, and In most cases might not awaken at all."
"Even from us Noble families, have hard time awakening a talent above three stars. These commoners really think they can compete with us…" A haughty young girl with pink hair said in disdain.
….
Meanwhile inside the awakening room, Lukas got a hold of himself and focused on the text floating in above his head.
The symbols that felt foreign few moments ago actually made sense.
[Would you like the awakening ceremony to begin]
[Yes/No]