Chapter 2 : Luther de Ashborn

It was dark.

As far as I could see what appeared in my sight was boundless darkness, the fingers on my hand, the new shoes that I have brought for the date, the expensive coat that once belongs to my late father, I couldn't find none of them. 

It was as if the world was rejecting my existence, it's resistance seems to be saying, "You are annoying." 

Where in the world was I to experience this fictional but realistic experience ?

Is it simply a dream ? 

Or am I getting kidnapped by a overpowered identity just like those in the world of fictional novels ? 

These thoughts woke me up from a deep slumber which I don't knows how long it has been going on.. 

I was panicking and I was afraid but no matter how much I struggled my body won't move, my messy thoughts began to recognise little by little which only aggrieved my desires for a 'movement'. 

**PLOP 

Suddenly I felt a burning sensation on my 'face' as if someone has slapped on it, this thought was further confirmed by the following sound and an angry voice. 

" Luther de Ashborn, are you out of your mind? We are at the 17th entrance ceremony of Sacred Lotus academy woke up !! "

**PLOP

With another fierce slap accross my face, I felt rather strange. Unlike the previous one, this slap made me feel cold. Am I high ? No, the last thing I remembered I drink was a pineapple juice. 

But that doesn't matter because when I tried to think I was surprised to find my head tilting, my previously rigid body was slowly regaining it's senses. 

Slowly jerking my head, I wait for a few seconds and was about to open my eyes when the third and final greeted slap my handsome face.

" Are you fuc..." I wanted to curse the offender so badly that I didn't paid attention to the surrounding or the identity of the opposite but the moment my eyes gained visibility a cold yet ethereal girl with short white hairs was glaring at me.

" So it's a High schooler but Why did you hit me ? " I asked in a dissatisfaction manner. If it wasn't for the fact she was a girl in her teens I would have already fought to death. 

When she heard my rather unfamiliar tone, her face frowned and she hit my elbow angrily.

" Idiot, Aren't you a high schooler too ? " She added helplessly "Also, Pay attention to your manners otherwise someone might kick you out of here. "

Both she and I could feel countless malicious gazes focused in our direction, naturally her worry was not without a reason.

" Wait a minute... Me ? A high school student ?" 

I paid attention to the piece of information revealed by her and hurriedly looked at my clothes which made my heart skip a beat.

It was a standard school uniform with a mix of blue and white and the only notable thing about it was a crossed sword emblem on the left of the blazer I wore. 

It has been more than 10 years since I graduated from college and I was only 17 years that time. A rare genius who skipped several classes in succession. 

How did I return to my high school period ?

No, it wasn't necessarily my high school period. 

Wait could it be... Transmigration ? 

With widely opened eyes and a shocked expression my body was trembling as I slowly turned over and searched for a clue and it wasn't that difficult to find rather the clue itself was the source of everyone's attraction with her speech

• The Federation welcomes the newcomers enrolling into the school this year...

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I, Cecilia as the representative of Elf nation is more than happy to act as your head teacher for the next four years of school life •

She has dark golden hairs that fall below her hips, eyes of the same colour shining with a holy light. Her pointy ears that are hard to go remained unnoticed has a hint of redness because the admiring gazes everyone was giving her at this moment made her flustered but she hide it very well. 

Unlike the other female students she was wearing black stockings and a grey colored office lady suit with hip tight skirt however even if she was going to reveal glamorous figure and naked body but still it was her cold face and noble temperament made it unable for others to have a blasphemous thoughts about her. 

I could say it was a guess but I seems to have recognised this woman named Cecilia, she is related to the first heroine of the novel 'RPG hero's tale', a 'comedy' genre I read not long ago. 

Remembering, the plot of that novel a piercing pain could be felt in my head. I find it funny because I saw it from reader's perspective but if I am really going to transmigrate in this third grade novel then, my life can't be better than death. 

Other than a tragic hero, the plot basically revolves around the countless dangers in the world which may lead to a life full of misery with just one single wrong step of mine. 

Coming back to the character Cecilia, she is the younger sister of the current Elf Queen Clove who can be said to an unmarried woman in the last chapter of RPG hero's tale and is one of the women with a crush on hero Ashborn, a human orphan with unknown parents. 

As for why I know her so clearly had something to do with her golden eyes that are unique to these two sisters. 

I don't have the privilege to sit around knowing how dark my future could be as I hurriedly picked my phone to assess the current situation while trying to prob time period I may have transmigrated into. 

Seriously, I know nothing about 'me' and from the experience accumulated by reading hundreds if not thousands of novels, I know the basics in the case of 'Possession' was to familiarise yourself with the new identity. 

It was then the timing of this world shocked me to the extreme.

**New calender Year 19, July 1st.

" What the..." I was going to curse for a second time but the white haired teenage girl gave me a dangerous look and made me swallow the rest of words back in my mouth.

" Ashborn, can't you behave yourself just for an hour ? " 

The very same letters that appeared on my phone's opening screen were called by her, a name only a fool wants to associate himself with. 

I turns out to be Luther de Ashborn, the only son of the hero known as Ashborn, who is born after the final chapter. 

Just this identity made my beautiful face pale and with uneasiness in my heart I bit my lips as hardly as I could believing if this nightmare I could woke up.

'1.2.3.. 10 '

' 10.. 20.. 30... 100'

It was then.

Nothing change...Only a piece of information was added to my mind. 

I could adapt myself to an unfamiliar place, I could start from the bottom of society, I could even work in a male bar but why out of all things I have to be the son of the man who has provoked women all over the world and almost died after being unable to accept the fact that he is an Eunuch. 

And all of the women he has provoked so far are eager to skin me alive and carves to drink my blood just because my mother wasn't a Heroine. In fact, no one in this world knows who gave birth to me. 

Sure enough, the hatred born out of love is the most terrifying thing in the world. 

No, I can't die. I must live to pass on my bloodline at least the one from my previous life. 

**Boom.

The speech that 'teacher Cecilia' was delivering came to an end and a blonde haired man with a face handsome enough to make women jealous walked on the stage with heavy footsteps. 

I subconsciously wanted to give him a flying kiss but remembering my gender is a male I hardly managed to call down my emotions. 

" Arthur ? " I blushed before calling his name. Though I have no doubt if he could hear my voice. 

After all he was the second male lead and the right hand man of the hero, a person who reached limits beyond a mortal body. 

The girl besides me finally found something was wrong as she put her hand on my forehead with worry.

" Ashborn, are you alright ? How long have you been with my father to have your mind mess up to this extent ? " 

Her cold but child like face and immature loli figure was magnified in front of my eyes and I could see her wet lips like the petals of a rose were pouting in anger as she was dissatisfied with me for calling her father's name so intimately. 

It wasn't only her with strange expression, I was also frowning doubting if my gender orientation has developed in a wrong route. 

I was not to into love among the men, what do those Chinese called it again ? Right, Fencing warriors. I don't want other people's sword in my sheath. 

Suddenly, fragments of memories that I haven't experienced but were strangely familiar to me came to my mind and I realised the root of the problem. 

" I was getting brainwashed " 

Not long after the memories of two lives were fused, I came to a terrifying conclusion. 

Most of the male leads both directly and indirectly were trying their best to turn me into a gay, fearing if just like my 'father' , I would also leave unrequited love here and there. 

And behind the scenes it was instructed by the former Heroines. 

A few days ago, I was enrolled into the Sacred Lotus academy where talented people from all corners of the world will gather together and build relationships with prominent figures from an early age. 

In the past, academy had also trained students comparable to members of Hero's party and it's reputation is at peak this moment.

However, an accident happened during the 'Awakening Ceremony' and as hero's son I wasn't able to awake any ability which caused a serious damage to my reputation. 

However, just because I am hero's son I was forced to enter the academy under the persuasion of second, fourth and fifth male lead. 

The purpose was nothing else but to let me met handsome boys of my age. 

I wanted to cry but I have no tears.

Sure enough, my guess was right. The name Ashborn has a serious problem in it. 

" Can't you close your mouth ? I am perfectly fine, the person with mental disability is your own father. He is gay !!" I glared at 'Eira', the girl who has awakened Ice Domain ability and is the biological daughter of 'principal Arthur' and my childhood friend with tomboy attributes. 

" My father ?" Eira was shocked at first but suppressing the curiosity in her heart she questioned in a low voice " Are you sure, you aren't spreading false rumours ?" 

She didn't refute but believed my words to a certain extent. In her impression, I wasn't some one who will lie about such things. 

More importantly, I was more 'close' to her father than his own daughter. 

" I am not lying or Do you think I still have a reason to damage Principal's heroic image. Since my father's death it was he who has taken care of me as his own child, I can't possibly sully him, right ?" I said with a innocent face but the corners of my mouth evoked a disdainful smile.

Truth to be told, I have a reason. After Ashborn's death all of his assets are taken away by the male leads but I am a penniless person who has to rely on them for every single meal. 

On the stage Principal was looking at me with shock and I knew he has heard every single word of mine.

But that's not a problem. He is the male lead with least hostility towards me and fortunately he is also the only person responsible for monitoring me.

From the fact my orientation isn't completely changed and he himself acts like a slut sometimes made my answer something he can't refuse against Eria even if he wanted to.