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NOVEL: THE WHO WASN'T MENTIONED

Alan Cooper, a young man from a middle-class family, held simple dreams of getting a well-paying job to support his loved ones. Tragically, he passed away shortly after securing a job. However, his story didn't end there. Alan found himself transported into a novel, assuming the role of an unfamiliar character. Lost in this new world, he relied on his knowledge of the novel's plot to navigate challenging situations and ensure his survival. As he become more familiar in this world , Alan transformed from a passive observer into an active participant. With the novel's narrative as his guide, he set out on a journey filled withadventures.

Nurul_Abid_4873 · Fantasy
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3 Chs

Beginning

Instructor Smith led me down a series of corridors until we reached a different building, one that looked more like a high-tech dormitory. I couldn't help but marvel at the advanced technology all around me as we walked. It was unlike anything I had ever seen in my previous world.

As we arrived at Room 204, Instructor stopped and gestured toward the door. "Here we are, boy. This is your dorm. You'll find everything you need inside. If you have any questions or need assistance, don't hesitate to ask around. People here are generally friendly and helpful."

I nodded gratefully, still trying to process the surreal turn my life had taken. "Thank you, sir, for everything."

Instructor smiled warmly. "You're welcome, Boy. Get some rest, and we'll see you at the opening ceremony tomorrow." With that, he turned and walked away, leaving me standing in front of my new room.

I entered the room, and it felt like stepping into a sci-fi movie. The modern and advanced living space was a stark contrast to what I was used to. The room had a sleek design, with interactive holographic panels on the walls and a bed that looked incredibly comfortable, adjusting to my preferred level of comfort as I approached it.

As I explored the room, I couldn't help but be impressed by the level of technology here. I found a device that resembled a tablet, and it displayed information about the academy, my class schedule, and even a virtual map of the campus.

I couldn't deny that this new world had its perks, and my room itself was a testament to that. Despite my initial confusion and unease, a sense of excitement began to well up within me. I couldn't wait to embark on the adventures that awaited me in this academy.

With a sigh of contentment, I settled into my new room, ready to rest and prepare for the upcoming opening ceremony. As I lay there, I couldn't help but ponder the mysteries of my arrival in this place , eager to uncover the answers that lay ahead.

After carefully inspecting my surprisingly advanced dorm room, I sat down on the sleek, ergonomic chair provided. I couldn't help but marvel at the room's technology and comfort.

As I settled in, a wave of thoughts washed over me. *This place, this academy, it's nothing like anything I've ever known,* I mused. *It's like a blend of science fiction and fantasy, with magic, advanced technology, and who knows what else.*

My mind drifted to my family, to the world I had known before. *What are they doing now? Do they even know I'm here?* Guilt gnawed at me, knowing I had left without a word, a tumultuous storm of emotions swirling within me.

The weight of my actions bore down on me like an unyielding burden. Thoughts of my parents, the ones who had raised me with unwavering love, provided for me through hardships, and cared for me with boundless devotion, flooded my mind.

A deep and profound sadness welled up within me, an ache that seemed to stretch into eternity. Regret gnawed at my heart, its sharp teeth piercing my very soul. Tears welled up in my eyes, each one carrying the heavy weight of my remorse.

My chest tightened, and a lump formed in my throat as I whispered to myself, my voice a fragile tremor, "I should have been a better son... I should have done more for them."

As the tears fell, I tried to find solace in the memories of my parents. I remembered their warm smiles, their gentle guidance, and their unwavering support. Their voices echoed in my mind, a bittersweet symphony of love and wisdom, reminding me to be kind, to work hard, and to cherish family above all else.

"They were right you lost things before you realise it," I whispered, my voice barely above a hushed breath. "They will be only my real parents, and no matter what, no one can replace them."

With that thought, a glimmer of forgiveness and determination pierced through the shroud of sadness. I wiped away my tears, my resolve hardening like steel. In this new and bewildering world, I vowed to honor my parents' memory. Though my heart remained heavy, it pulsed with a newfound determination.

"I may have a new life here," I thought, my voice steady with resolve, "but I'll always carry their love and lessons in my heart. And in their honor, I'll strive to be the best version of myself, to make them proud in this unfamiliar journey ahead."