Possession of the Body

When I opened my eyes the darkness surrounding me has been gone instead of a white ceiling having come into my view, I was laying in a soft bed. Strangely it felt like I had been in a chrono-sleep chamber for decades. By gathering strength I lift my body and walk toward the window and open it. A gentle breeze of air past blew from my face, even though it should be hot summer wind.

Just where am I? This place does not look like heaven nor like a medical institution.

My body felt lifeless and heavy like it was not in use for a long time. Rubbing my dry eyes I felt something was out of place. My hand's thick knuckles from doing all sorts of activities during my high school years and the tip of my finger have rough callouses. Yet now they were small smooth and soft.

My eyes were searching for some reflective surface to visualize my condition. My eyes fell on a decorative mirror next to the door. A boy with dark green eyes but had dark circles under them, his eyes were dark forest green, he has sharp masculine features with white skin and dark black hair.

If exclude his sloopy body he could give competition to several world-class models.

I touched the surface of the mirror but flinched and took a step back. My breathing was becoming uneasy. I took a breath in and out to calm down to think about a future set of actions.

Hypothesis no. 1 is an afterlife but I cannot prove it.

Hypothesis no. 2 I have become a maniac which I highly doubt regarding my calm demeanor.

Hypothesis no. 3 I have fucking transmigrated to the world as shown in a fiction novel.

Which I would have not even considered if not for the fact of these unexplainable events.

Suddenly my head starts spinning and I felt an electric shock run through my body. It was like a huge amount of data was being transferred inside my nervous system.

After some time the headache stopped and several visions started coming in front of my eyes.

It looks like that lady luck had taken pity on me and has made me reborn in this fantasy world. The most shocking fact is this world is similar to a fiction novel I have read.

Before my attempt to suicide, I have a habit of reading some say it is a good hobby as it helps to extract a vast amount of information but for me, it was the only thing that gave me solace in that stressful life. From ART OF WAR, Pride, and Prejudice to Sherlock Holmes stories. I have literally read almost all of them. The reason I am remembering the fanfiction ''THE PHANTOM WARRIOR '' on which this world setting is based is because it was written by my friend Oliver Twist and also he has added several concepts from my input.

Well, it is a classic cliche novel that was not completed. It has a typical story of the fight between protagonist and antagonist. It is like a hero and demon story. There were several trials and tribulations which the MC has to complete before defeating the demon king one and for all.

But the story was not completed and i could not predict how the butterfly effect would play due to my presence.

The world is totally different from my previous world both in terms of technological and magical enhancement.

The previous host of this body is a mob character I can't remember much of his involvement maybe he was an extra.

What A drag. Life cannot get more devastated than now.