Transmigration

The ambulance rushed towards the nearby hospital, where doctors immediately sprang into action upon its arrival. Archer was on a stretcher, bleeding out as they pushed him through the bay doors.

Alexa arrived at the hospital soon after, accompanied by two police officers. Once inside, a nurse took her to a private room, where the police officers asked her to recount what had happened.

In a state of shock, she struggled to recount what had happened. All she knew was that Noah was obsessed with her and had done something she never thought he could. Despite telling him she wasn't interested, he still pursued her.

But this was the first time he had ever caused harm to anyone. As she sunk into her wild thoughts, an officer called out her name, jolting her out of the daze and causing her to shake her head as she spoke. "We were on a date and had just made our relationship official. We decided to head home when Noah suddenly appeared with a knife. But Archer pushed me out of the way.''

She became more incoherent as she spoke, "He kept stabbing him, and he wouldn't stop until I kicked him in the face."

Her tears flowed uncontrollably as they fell to the ground as she continued. "He didn't stand a chance."

She struggled to speak clearly, so the police ceased their questioning. Suddenly, a woman in her early twenties with brown hair similar to Archer's entered the room. When she spotted Alexa, she embraced the crying young woman.

It was Archer's older sister by a year, Ellie. Once Alexa calmed down, she revealed that he had saved her life. She began to apologize, but the brown-haired woman interrupted her. "It's not your fault. The one to blame is the bastard who stabbed him.''

Soon after, the rest of Archer's family arrived, including his five sisters, three brothers, and parents. They all crowded around Alexa, asking what happened until Ellie intervened. "Come on, guys! Stop crowding her. I'll explain.''

After she recounted the events, they began to cry and pray to any god who would listen to ensure the boy's well-being. Alexa's distress escalated as she reflected on the happy memories she shared with the dying boy.

Hours later, the doctors arrived and were wheeling a hospital bed with the unconscious Archer asleep on it. The doctors and nurses advised them to maintain a safe distance as Archer remained precarious.

With a heavy heart, they disclosed the grim extent of Archer's injuries to the distressed family as the head doctor approached them.

"Mr. and Mrs. Bennett, your son has sustained catastrophic injuries. To be frank, he is fortunate to be still alive..."

Only to be cut off by the sound of an alarm, the doctor panicked, and everyone's faces turned ashen as they rushed back into the room. Alexa trailed behind them and witnessed him having a seizure on the bed, blood gushing out of his mouth as the doctors scrambled to stabilize him.

Overwhelmed with emotion, Alexa crumpled to the ground, her knees giving out. Archer's mother rushed to her side, tears streaming down her face as she embraced her.

"He'll be okay, he'll be okay." She whispered.

The alarm continued to beep in the background until the noise just stopped. Despite the doctors' best efforts, they were unable to save him. A physician stepped forward and announced Archer's time of death. "The time of death is 11:39 PM.''

He turned to the shocked family and offered his heartfelt condolences. "I'm deeply sorry for your loss."

Alexa's sorrow overwhelmed her, and her tears flowed even more intensely. Archer departed on the day he got what he'd always wanted. As the family grieved the loss of their son and Alexa was quiet while crying, Archer was stuck in the darkness and was scared.

But this was merely the start of a journey that changed the world.

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[On a planet far from Earth called Thrylos]

Abruptly, a young boy snapped awake, his fear echoing in a piercing scream as he cried out in terror. He took deep breaths to calm himself down. Once he was fine, he looked around the unfamiliar room, confused and disoriented.

Archer knew he wasn't in his house or anywhere he had ever been. His hands were small and pale, and he struggled to clear the cobwebs from his mind. The room was medium-sized, with furniture made of red-colored wood and a window on the left side.

He slowly rose from bed with aching legs, wincing at the discomfort as he shuffled to the window and opened it. That's when his eyes widened in astonishment at the sight before him. He saw a medieval-looking city that stretched as far as the eye could see, bordered by a massive forest and lake.

He noticed that most houses were constructed from stone, with occasional wooden decorations on the exterior. Suddenly, a massive headache struck, causing him to collapse to the floor with a loud thud.

Writhing in agony, he was bombarded with fragmented memories that didn't belong to him, making the situation even more unbearable. He rolled around as they settled in and slowly began comprehending what was happening to him.

"Ahh, so he killed me, huh?" Archer muttered.

Although he had read novels about it, he never once thought it would happen to him. That's when he started piecing together the information. What immediately caught his attention was the presence of magic and the size of the world named Thrylos, which was five times the size of Earth.

It was home to numerous continents and islands, many uncharted and mysterious. He was currently on the continent of Pluoria, which lay west of the central continent Verdantia.

Verdantia was the thriving homeland of two formidable empires, the Nightshade and Novgorod Empires. These represented the strongest elven and human dominions and held the status of superpowers.

As he came to his senses, he realized that his name in this life was also Archer, a thirteen-year-old boy who was the fourth son of Duke Leonard Ashguard. Archer's mother was the Duke's second wife, and he had twelve children, four of whom were with his mother, including himself.

His Father was the Duke of the Mistwood Duchy, located in the western region of the Avalon Empire. From his seat in Vassia City, Leonard governed the Duchy with the primary duty of protecting it against potential dangers posed by the neighboring Videzeme, Lionheart, and Sabat Kingdoms.

The Avalon Empire was under the rule of Emperor Osoric Avalon and his Empress Chloe Avalon, a cat demi-human from the south. The Empire was undoubtedly the top power on the Western continent, boasting a diverse population that prioritized trade and commerce.

The climate was comparable to that of the Mediterranean and North Africa on Earth, prompting residents to wear loose-fitting robes to stay cool. After recalling all the essential information, he struggled to his feet. That's when he noticed a mirror on the wall and made his way over to it.

When he approached, he saw striking features: snow-white hair and long, pointed ears like elf ears but sharper. Archer's bright, violet eyes were mesmerizing, and his appearance made him stand out as back on Earth. He was average at best but now very handsome, which shocked him.

"Wow, I love my new eyes and am extremely handsome. Hehe," he mused.

However, his joy was short-lived as he recalled the reason why the original Archer had been injured and ultimately passed away. His father, who used captured beasts to train his children and soldiers, had forced the previous him to fight a feline-like creature several months ago.

Although they battled fiercely, the beast struck him in the head, likely causing brain damage. Before losing consciousness, he remembered his father looking at him with disdain before walking away.

While he was getting better, only one girl he didn't know came to visit him and brought him food daily. Not even his mother came to visit and refused to do so due to her Dragon-kin pride, which valued strength above everything.

As she considered him weak, she saw no reason to bother. Archer was lost in his thoughts when he suddenly coughed, causing a maid to rush in and startle him.

"Young master Archer!" She exclaimed.

He turned to see a girl about thirteen years old with short blonde hair and blue eyes. When Archer saw her, the first thought that came to his fuzzy mind was.

'A Loli maid, so cliche Haha'

The girl rushed forward, excitedly stopping in front of Archer with a worried look as she started checking on him.

"Yes, I am awake." He replied.

"So, how do you feel, young master?" She asked in a concerned tone.

Archer shook his head before speaking. "It seems like I've lost a lot of memories. For example, I don't know your name?"

The girl looked hurt before smiling. "Young master, let me introduce myself again."

She stood up and gave him a slight bow. "I'm Ella, your maid assigned to you by your mother, Lady Larka Ashguard."

After that, she smiled at him, stunning Archer with her beauty. Shaking his head, he asked, "Could you bring me some food and water, please?"

She smiled and hurried out of the room to get what he had requested. Turning back to his thoughts, he remembered the system in this world similar to the RPG games back on Earth.

'Status.'

[Archer Ashguard]

[Race:---]

[Age: 13]

[Rank:---]

[Experience: 000/1000]

[Level: 0]

[HP: 200/200]

[Mana: 800/800]

[Magic:----]

[Strength: 45]

[Constitution: 30]

[Stamina: 60]

[Charisma: 200]

[Intelligence: 80]

[SP: 0]

[Spells:]

[Skills: Spell Creation, Mana Regeneration]