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"S-Shit..."
The man muttered, looking at his face in a luxurious mirror, tracing his chiseled jaw reflected back from the mirror— immediately identifying the striking resemblance that he had to that 'bastard.'
"It can't be... right? This is... impossible."
He touched his face, feeling baffled, still looking at the mirror. "Shit, I'm really doomed... Aren't I?"
He sighed, looking at the man— an extremely handsome face, deep blue eyes like that of a deep ocean, white hair that resembles everlasting snow, an accentuated nose that complements the face, and deep red rose lips like those of a 'noble one of the night.' He was the definition of the word 'gorgeous.'
"Why am I here...?"
He remembered playing this game in his free time at his shitty work. When he was in the huge corporate world, employed at 9-5 jobs, he played this game known as 'Nevestria,' an RPG with a turn-based sequence usually played solo, to soothe his boredom in his finance company.
"I swear...that I will finish this game." He said before, as an avid gamer that aims to finish those difficult games.
But after years of playing this game at his discretion, he finally managed to locate the Boss Room. The final boss of the game, known as 'The God of Darkness, Ethenos.'
[Enter?]
[Yes] [No]
"Nahh, afterall of my hard work, it will be a shame to hesitate in this."
Immediately, he selected Yes. However, something immediately happened...
His body immediately felt weak, and his vision turned black, and he lost consciousness.
Then, he suddenly woke up in this place, a really haunting place...
But despite that, he initially found clues on where he was, but he can't believe it...
It was impossible, extremely impossible.
But if by chance, if what he thought was true...
"Goddamnit, I was fucked, royally at that."
He was in Nevestria, a game considered trash by many, due to the tragic ends of the main characters, the difficulties of the story, the strength of the enemies, and the gory displays of visceral death of the characters— the game even displays a poster of the way the character died on the screen of the phone, so many players, due to shock, quit this game for those reasons.
Observing his self in the mirror, he immediately knows somerhing. " He also... I was that character, Shit..."
He was that character in the very game, the notorious 'Douchebag of the Empire,' Kudos von Zekenia, the first villain NPC destined to be beaten, and killed by the main character of this world in his quest of cleansing the Empire and the World of Nevestria.
"It was the worst case... scenario."
Kudos was the first hostile NPC the main character met, and due to their altercation, the douchebag hitting on his woman, with the douchebag's pride— it led to a series of conflicts that ultimately ended in the hero raiding the douchebag's residence, with his corrupted family and killing him for good.
"I might really die this year... if the story progresses as I know, goddamnit."
That story will start its prologue in the Arkansas Imperial Academy.
"I need to prepare... myself for that place."
Arkansas Imperial Academy was an institution created through cooperation of the Arkansas Empire and other countries and principalities. It aims to foster young gifted people of various places, to reach their full potential, and to contribute to the fight with the Chaos.
'Well, this man was not that gifted, nor did he have a lot of potential. He managed to enter this academy through a lot of backdoors and connections that he had with his power as a noble and his family's background.'
"An unfair... fact, indeed..."
Due to those reasons, he managed to enter the 1-A class of the Arkansas Imperial Academy, considered the creme de la creme of the Empire. Those young people, with astounding potentials, were deserving of being raised as the Future Rankers of the Empire.
However, this man? He can be considered mediocre and didn't deserve this recognition and class. He was a fake, an attention-seeker that aims to prove that him, the second son of the Marquis, was also talented.
Moreover, he was also extremely jealous of talented people, like the main character, Jacques al Sundawn, who was born as a commoner, so he continued to mess with him in the academy until the MC beat him into a pulp with that "incident," and he was killed later on, saying things that a third-rate villain would say, like, "This isn't the end, commoner!" or "I will forever hate you, trash bastard!"
A textbook-trash noble commonly seen in hero books, and the first adversary that was destined to be stomped and continues to be crushed by the main character. That character... It was him; that trash was him, the douchebag.
"Shit..."
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Meanwhile, across the vast empire...
"We have managed to enter the Arkansas Academy...?"
The woman read the suspicious letter unknowingly sent to their house, in their wooden mailbox, and was pleasantly surprised by what was written on it.
[You have been accepted to the Arkansas Imperial Academy, Eleana Nightfallen.]
It was the letter of acceptance from the Arkansas Imperial Academy.
A place that those extremely gifted gather to foster and reach their full potential, and also teach them the ways of the world.
Graduating from that academy will immediately give you a high-paying job in the Continental Alliance as a ranker that fought monsters from the Chaos.
"It is really... a good piece of news, yaaayyyyy! Do you see this, Jacques...?" She handed him, the letter for Jacques. A letter that was the same with her.
She read and read again the letter to know if she missed something or if she's hallucinating.
But seeing that there were no changes, she was now certain that it was true, she looked at the man, holding the letter that she gave him, with a slight smile on his face.
A handsome man, with a sword hanging from his waist, staring at the letter with a slight smile on his face said, "Yes, we really managed... to enter that place. I'm happy for the two of us, Eleana."
He muttered sweetly, looking at the beautiful girl that he adorned, excited at the journey that the two of them will have in this institution, known as the Best Academy of the Empire.
"Arkansas Imperial Academy, here we come...!"