Ch-1 [Transmigration]
Fate
Is Fate Unpredictable? Maybe, maybe not.
But is fate fascinating? YES. Why? Well...even I came to realize this just now. How? Here I am, lying in my own pool of blood, my hands twisted at an angle deemed impossible before. The right side of my body cracked at different places due to the collision.
Just a moment prior, I was coming back from my part-time work, having my earphones on and scrolling through my phone while walking down the sparsely filled streets. What I didn't notice was the traffic signal countdown just about to hit 0 while crossing the road due to being immersed in my phone.
And now here I am in this state, not knowing whether I will breathe the next second or not.
Fascinating, isn't it ?
But No matter how fascinating it was-
'I don't want to die.'
I wished, despite knowing it was futile, but the desire to live is the most basic desire we humans have.
Learned a life lesson to not get so absorbed in phone or other things and pay attention to my surrounding atleast while walking down the road but at what cost? My life?I could feel my time slipping away, the world around me fading as the darkness crept in closer with each passing second.
'This is the end...'
My eyelids started to feel heavy with every moment, and my breathing got rough. A last thought passed through my mind- Did I live a worthy life?
'No'
With that, I closed my eyes and embraced the darkness.
***
"Urghhh" a groan escaped my lips as a sharp pain shot through my head. My head felt heavy as if someone placed a boulder on top of me. I clutched my head and massaged my temples in order to ease the pain a little bit, and it worked. But then it struck me—
"I am...alive?"
How? Did medical science develop to the point of reviving people from dead or nearly dead without my knowledge? I quickly threw this idiotic thought out of my mind. I tried to wake up from my bed which for some reason felt quite comfortable than hospital beds and paid attention to my body while the thought that I was injured before and should rest skipped my mind.
"Huh?" I gasped in confusion. My body was completely healed. My hands weren't bent at an unnatural angle like before, and my body didn't look like it was crushed at all, but the reason for my confusion was—'my' body didn't appear to be 'my' body at all.
I quickly looked around the room, finally paying attention to my surroundings.
The room was larger than my entire home—never mind, my 'home' is technically just a single room apartment, so not exactly a high bar. At least the room was way bigger than your average room. The room had a bed large enough for 3 people to lie comfortably; a wardrobe that looked big enough to accommodate my entire lifetime of clothes, and a full-body mirror with a frame shiny enough to see reflections in it too and many more.
All in all the Room offered quite the luxury as if it belong to some royalty of past but my focus was on the body mirror. I hurried over to the mirror, desperate to confirm the strange thought creeping at the back of my mind.
"Haaaah..."I exhaled softly, lifting my head to look at myself in mirror.
"What the..."The words caught in my throat as i stared at the figure in front of me.
The person before me had medium-length white hair and striking blue eyes that reminded me of a certain Honoured One. His face so handsome that even the coldest of ice beauties would be tempted to steal a second glance. His skin as pale as snow and his entire appearance screamed as if he was born solely to become the object of every man's envy.
And that man was—
"Me?"
The first thought that crossed my mind wasn't reincarnation or transmigration but
"Plastic surgery?"
But I quickly discarded that idea. After all, plastic surgery can't make you taller as far as I know and 'My' body or atleast what appears to be my body now stood around 180 to 182 cm tall, while I remembered being around 173 cm before.
I tried to collect my thoughts going over the strange events i had experienced in past few minutes. After thinking it through a second time for few minutes, I finally came to a conclusion.
"Transmigration."
After all, the room I was in clearly screamed of nobility of past—elegant, antique, and Luxirous. Combining that with everything I knew from novels I had read, the answer seemed transmigration.
Was I shocked? Absolutely.
But more than that, I was excited.
After all, I had died… and yet, here I was, given another chance at life.
"Hahaha!"
A pleasant laugh escaped my lips, instinctive but genuine.
After a few seconds of indulging in happy thoughts about my situation and dreaming of what I would do from now on, reality slowly began to hit me once more with a very important question
"Where exactly did i get transmigrated?"
As soon as that question left my mouth, a sudden ringing echoed in my ears.
*Ding*
[You are currently in the world of the novel Hero: The Destined One]
A floating screen appeared before me, displaying those words.
Was I surprised? Yeah,but not so much that you'd see it on my face. After all I had been thinking about systems and such while I was indulging in my happy-happy thoughts just moments ago.
"Hero: The Destined One, huh…" I muttered to myself, more like confirming a fact than asking a question.
Of course I knew the novel. I had been reading it on my phone right before the accident happened.
Now, was I disappointed?
Kind of.
This was a story where the protagonist got a system unlike any other, and like all main characters, he was the center of attention for both girls and trouble. He eventually defeated the Demon King and officially earned the title of the Hero. I was actually at that part in the novel when the accident happened.
And judging by my current appearance, I definitely didn't look anything like the protagonist shown in the character illustrations.
"I should've read an eroge novel instead… maybe I could've transmigrated into that," I sighed then quickly shook my head.
After all becoming anything less than the protagonist in an eroge novel would be an even worse fate than this.
"System" I called out.