Orion Omarion

[ Date: April 14, 2050

Dear Diary,

Well, hello the future me, present me or past me.Today marks a turning point in my life, or rather, my existence. As I sit here, pen in hand, I am grappling with a peculiar situation that has befallen me. I find myself torn between disbelief and curiosity, unsure of what lies ahead. You see, I have been transmigrated into a different world, but not in the traditional sense that many would imagine. No, I have been transported into the very pages of a novel.

The concept seems unfathomable, even to me. How does one enter the confines of a written story? It defies all logic and reason. Yet, here I am, a living testament to this extraordinary phenomenon. As I contemplate this inexplicable turn of events, doubts begin to cloud my mind. I question the authenticity of my memories, the essence of who I am.

Memories, in my belief, shape our identities. They carry the weight of our experiences, our joys, and our sorrows. They are the threads that weave the fabric of our existence, defining us in ways that are both profound and subtle. And yet, I find myself devoid of any recollection of my previous life. I am a blank slate, save for the fragments of this novel that now occupy my mind.

The absence of my past memories gnaws at me, stirring a sense of unease deep within. Who was I before this transmigration? What events led me to this juncture? These questions linger in the recesses of my consciousness, tugging at the frayed edges of my understanding. I long to unlock the secrets that lie dormant within me, to reclaim the missing pieces of my identity.

But for now, dear diary, I must focus on the world that surrounds me within the pages of this novel. I have been thrust into a new reality, one that is both exciting and perilous. As I embark on this unforeseen journey, I am filled with a mix of trepidation and anticipation. The characters and landscapes described within these pages beckon me, urging me to explore and uncover the truth that eludes me.

The pages of this diary will serve as my refuge, a place where I can confide in my thoughts and fears. They bear witness to my existence, chronicling the trials and triumphs that await me in this literary realm. Together, we will unravel the mysteries that shroud my arrival, seeking answers that will bring clarity to my bewildered mind.

Until we meet again, dear diary.

Yours faithfully,

Orion Omarion ]

With that ..

The boy, Orion, closed his diary with a sense of finality, setting it aside on his bed. Laziness tinged his actions as he slouched back into a comfortable position, propping himself up with pillows. His mind wandered freely as he contemplated the events that had unfolded.

"fuuu~welp a new start I guess. "

He chuckled softly to himself, acknowledging the absurdity of his situation. Thought flowed through his mind, mixing with a tinge of self-deprecating humor.

|| Ahem..

I am Orian Omarion as you have guessed by now. Well whatever I have written on the diary just now is COMPLETE BULLSHIT.

you were probably guessing that I have some kind of serious guy who is creating all

HEAVEN–DEFYING plans and what not...

oh please...—||

He closed his eyes, embracing the softness of the bed....

|| ... — I am exhausted... I for this instant want a good tight sleep and nothing else.

what...you don't want me have a sleep?

you want me to make all the HEAVEN—DEFYING plans? of God!!

I left that work to my future self.. now I want to sleep don't disturb me!! ]

with a sigh, Orion's mind began to wander again, contemplating the peculiar circumstances that had brought him to this novel's world.

He was talking to himself

" ahh this bed is soo soft.....ughhhh..." after a while enjoying the softness and stretching his body, he opend his eyes but there was no laziness in his eyes... his eyes we're sharp as if contemplating the very existence of universe... a complete contrast to before where he was thinking all nonsense

"there are few missing pieces. I, Orion, don't believe I am here for nothing.Although I'm an extra who has nothing to do in this chaotic world."

yes you heard me right chaotic.

I mean the later part.. . first part is normal peace loving world, experiences, main characters meetings, Lovey-dovey moments and what not... .

agh fk couples....

"oh yeah the cliché moments are there too"

the moment I said I regretted it.You won't believe me the cliche moments are too cliché.. but

lucky me I am an extra

sucks to be any character related main characters or the main characters in the novel themselves .. . too cliché moments.. . . I can't take it mann!! !!

oh for your knowledge this novel.. is not about a just 'One' main character who reaches the top of the food chain..and gets the all beauties...

no this novel.. revolves around many characters.

that's why it's my favorite....hehee and there is no herem...

ok let's be honest I just hate a single guy having all sweets in his life.... i will curse him to death...

He turned his head towards the diary and muttered to himself " I wrote the bait, which I believe if there is someone out there same as me, they will definitely react.So this diary will basically act as a finder of allies and enemies "

You see, I have a habit of writing down everything important—not because it's my habit, but to motivate myself. I mean, if you are, for example, in a library, a place full of people, then your brain works like magic. I don't know about you, but for me, a place filled with people is where my brain works the fastest. I can't work alone, so that's the main point.

So to counter this problem I decided to write everything on a diary.. while thinking myself as a main character like kira.. . . hahah

suddenly he wakes up"Oh shit! ! today is 14 April..and the entrance exam of the best Academy of this worlds starts after 3 months.. although I don't want to tangle myself with those main character I still want to visit that academy.. . . and I don't know who this extra character is tough our name is same.. i just got here 3 hrs before .. . "

He paused for a moment, a sense of determination resurfacing within him .

"but for now, I'll let my weariness guide me to sleep. Tomorrow is a new day, and I'll face the challenges that lie ahead with renewed energy. The path to discovering my identity begins, and I won't let uncertainty hold me back"

With that, Orion succumbed to sleep, the mysterious of his existence enveloping his dreams.

To be continued.. . . . .