From Hollywood to King of the World

"Ah, shit! Why the hell is my head hurting so much?" said Raj as he opened his eyes.

"What the hell? Where am I? This is not my room?" Raj mumbled as he looked around than he noticed that his voice was different as well.

"What happened to my voice?" Raj said as he stood up "Aaahhhh!" then a sharp pain came from his head causing him to drop back on his head.

Memories of another life came to him, 16 year old him living in the house of his aunt because his parents are dead, and his name was not Raj anymore its Rowan Stark.

*Knock knock knock* "Rowan are you okay son?" Melinda his aunt called to him.

"I am okay, Aunt, I just fell from the bed while waking up, give me few minutes I will be down after washing myself.

"Okay, then come fast or your brother and uncle will eat all the food. I made your favourite dish today" Melinda said and went back down.

Rowan sighed in relief then went to the attached bathroom wash himself and saw his face and was surprised to see how good he looked. It wasn't an exaggeration to say that he is really handsome, although only 16 years old, he was already 5,11 with perfect body shape, his pure black hair and brown eyes coupled with his handsome face made a pleasant sight to see.

After he washed up Rowan went downstairs to have dinner with his aunt and her family.

Melinda Levy nee Stark is Rowan's aunt through his father. His mother's relatives live in India so after his parents death in a car accident Rowan started living with them. Though he got half a million dollars in compensation it didn't matter to him much and were just sitting in the bank account.

"Rowan you are here, come fast otherwise Betty and Dom won't leave anything for you" Melinda said

"I am here, don't you dare take my portion as well" Rowan said as he sat on the table and started to enjoy the food.

"Rowan are you sure you want to move back in your house? You know you can go to USC from here as well." uncle Dom asked

Both of Rowan's parents were professors in USC, one was the professor of Visual and Performing Arts and the other was the professor of Biology. Rowan who was prodigy was already a student in USC striving to get double degree in Maths and Biology but because of his parents accident he is taking a break right now and won't join back until the start of the new session.

"No it's alright uncle Dom, my parents left their house for me and I can't just let it stay like this, and since it's quite close to the college I won't waste my time too much" Rowan explained

"But doesn't your new session start in August it's just January right now, so do you really have to go now. You should stay few months more at least until your birthday that's in next few days" Aunty Melinda said

"I will come back for my birthday aunt but I want to go early because Mr. Stuart said I could attend the class dad used to teach, anyway if it wasn't for dad and mom's accident I would have started my Doctorates thesis, so I think before I join back, I could look at my dad's Course as well." Rowan replied

"Brother you will come back right!" Betty the 8 year old daughter of Melinda and Dom asked.

"Of course, how can I leave my princess, before you know it I will be back" Rowan said

Seeing that they couldn't change his mind the adults don't force him to stay and just enjoy each other's company.

After a week, Rowan moves back to his parents house that they left for him in Santa Monica, Los Angeles, California.

Right after settling in, Rowan went to meet his father's friend Mr. Stuart.

"Rowan do you like Spawn!" Stuart asked the moment he saw Rowan walking in his office.

"Of course, it's a really good comic" Rowan replied

"Great then get ready I am going to let you act as Spawn" Stuart said

"Wait what? How can I act as Spawn, I don't have any acting experience " Rowan stated

"Relax it's nothing like that it's just an event of sorts" Stuart said and then explained to Rowan.

The creator of "Spawn" sold the film rights to New Line Cinema for $10,000 in exchange for a share New Line Cinema announced a

budget of $20 million, which was later increased to $45 million. At this time in the 1990s, 45 million was already a first-class investment. And that's not even counting the publicity.

In order to reduce puiblicity and promotion costs, New Line Cinema cooperated with Image Comics to launch a series of fan activities, and the Spawn comic fan experience is one of them.

By applying through image comics magazine, selected fans will be able to join the crew and experience playing Spawn.

Spawn's death mode, which is when the black armor is activated, was filmed using special effects, and the real person can be an actor or a stand-in.

It doesn't require any acting skills and is a staple of the fan experience.

Now since Rowan didn't participate earlier he shouldn't have been able to act as Spawn but thanks to Mr. Stuart who knows the producer he I'll be able to experience it as well.

Rowan didn't think much of it as it was just a stand-in role which wasn't that hard to do and he was right it took him less than few hours to do that, most of the time was taken because of the other fans who came before Rowan to act as Spawn.

"So how was the experience?" Stuart asked

"It was definitely something!" Rowan said

"Hahaha it's your first time that's why you felt like it, I know your main course is biology and Maths but I wanted to show you why you're father liked this so much" Stuart said

"Thanks Mr Stuart, I loved the experience" Rowan said truthfully

"It's good that you liked it, you still have few months until you rejoin the college but you can come to my classes whenever you want" Stuart said

"I will" Rowan said and then the two had lunch together after which Rowan went back home.

The rest of the day was uneventful for him but when he went to sleep something happened.

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Dark night, cemetery.

Rowan looked at the tombstone in front of him blankly "What is this?"

"This is where people go when

they die." A gloating voice camefrom the

side "Yes, that's right, it's your name

written on it. You are dead, my friend

"I am dead?" Rowan looked at the tombstone that read Al Simmons. 'No, it's not me..'

Rowan remembered going back to his bed to sleep, 'How come I have a dlifferent identity when I woke up...No! Al Simmons? Isn't that Spawn's name? Dream?'

Rowan wanted to convince himself that it was a dream. But the cold air, the smell of the cemetery... everythinig is so real. If it's not a dream, then the only possibility is transmigration but it just happened to him once and it has been less than 2 weeks so is it possible for it to happen again?

Rowan looked glumly at the picture of Al Simmons.

At this time, a fat man with blue skin jumped out. With his little hair still stubbornly surviving on the top of his head and around his skull, and a funny fat face looking at him with a smile.

Information flashed through Rowan's mind: the lackey of the ruler of Hell, the crazy clown who was monitoring and targeting Spawn.

The blue-skinned fat man who had just gloated over someone else's misfortune said with a grin, "Oh, my friend, don't worry that anyone will feel sad for you."

"Sometimes you're an agent, sometimes you're Al Simmons, but always an orphan. If you need it, I can give you this new parent exchange voucher."

The blue fat man took out a voucher. Before

handing it to Rowan, he took it back "Oops, I'm so sorry, I forgot it was expired, so l can only wish you a discount coupon for buying a coffin."

The blue fat man kept chattering, angering Rowan more than he already was. He likes Spawn but he doesn't want to be this dark hero, not does he want to listen to this blue fat man's hellish humor.

'Fuck, I can't listen to this bastard can't he just die' just as he thought that the voice of the hell clown disappeard.

The blue-skinned fat man looked at the chain piercing his heart in astonishment. Following the chain, he saw darkness enveloping Rowan's entire body.

The black particles eventually gathered into a huge, dark, terrifying figure.

The white eyes of the V-shaped character burned with blue fire. Rowan raised his right hand, and the flames of hell wove a scarlet cloak behind him. The scarlet cloak extended infinitely, almost covering the entire night sky, like a floating blood-red mayfly.

Dark night, scarlet cloak. The strong contrasting colors pounced on the blue-skinned fat man, drowning out the HelI Clown's screams.

After a moment, the scarlet cloak returned to its normal length and the blue-skinned fat man disappeared.

"Clear the Regeneration Man dungeon"

"Loot: Al Simmons's power fragment"

Ding-a-ling~

Rowan suddenly opened his eyes and slapped the alarm clock.

Snap!

The sound of an alarm clock shattering to pieces was heard by Rowan.

Turning his head, Rowan looked at the remains of the alarm clock for several seconds.

He muttered, "What's going on?"