Chapter 3: Accepting Reality

Nylene, House of Maxwell, Grand Duke Castle.

Staring at the clear blue sky that looked no different than that of his former world,Elon was lost in thought with an unfocused look in his eyes.

It had been five days since he Elon transmigrated into this new medieval fantasy world, yet he had been struggling to accept this fact.

The cruel reality that he would no longer be able to utilize his cool electronic gadgets, such as computer and game settings, watching violent animes, and the serene feeling of reading webnovels. All sorts of wonderful things he enjoyed to the advanced life of man kind on earth.

Born in a top class rich family, enjoyment had been the least of his worries, has there were too many of them to have a taste from.

Money? that was something he had no use for , as it kept coming in endlessly everyday.

Who would want to lose all this just for a chance to being born in a medieval world where there existed no such thing as technology, the law were basically cruel, and killing was no shocking thing, police ? they existed not.

Unlike most other readers who would want to be reincarnated in a fantasy world hoping to be the protagonist, Elon remained clear on the fact that life on earth was more better.

A world with peace and order or a world filled with chaos, fight to survive, bloodshed and power, devastating power?

If he already enjoyed life to the fullest in his own way, so why sacrifice it?

This were Elon thoughts in the past few days as he secluded himself in the spacious and lavishly decorated room, screaming wealth and nobility.

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The vague scenes he had seen flashing through his mind, turned out to be memories, the reason for the unfamiliar familiarity to his environment.

After he woke up that day,the day he passed out due to the throbbing pain, Elon found himself laying weakly in this room, and a few young ladies who called themselves maids came to serve him, bath him and even change his clothes.

Through out all this Elon had no strength to stop them as he was took weak to speak a word, while his reality continued mixing with different scenes from time to time, something he concluded to be memory fragments later on.

So far Elon had been able to absolve this memories during the past few days, easing the throb until it finally disappeared.

The previous owner of this body had been a simp, also called Elon though.

Elon Maxwell to be exact, born into the Maxwell family of the House of Maxwells, the third son of the Grand Duke,also the last.

Engaged to the princess.

Weak, timid and a coward.

Unlike the usual prideful, arrogant ,dominating attitude belonging to nobles or those of higher birth, spoiled to the core.

Elon was rather timid and unlucky,or to sum it up stupid. A disgrace to his family and all nobles.

Having a rather thin and weak physique, he bore a sick appearance.

Everyone disregarded him, from scions of other Dukes to that of barons,as far as they were of noble blood, Elon was considered a stepping stone to their rise to fame in the academy.

Although no one dared bully him in public since he was the son of the Grand Duke,it was well done in private, leaving no wounds red stripe marks on his body, he was continuously harassed.

Elon had no friends, apart from Audrey his childhood best friend, although he had brothers... His first brother was too busy handling business matters concerning the whole House of Maxwell, since he had been appointed rather high position. His second brother was with his father, the Grand Duke guarding the western boarders, since he aspired to become a great knight and warlord.

Basically Elon was left to himself, in grand castle, and a large amount of maids to take care of him.

And as someone born of a noble blood he had to attend the royal academy as a teen, until he was 18, which he just clocked a few days back, meaning this year was the last session for his batch before graduating.

Just a few more weeks, then the former Elon would have made it past this hellish stage, but something happened.

Angering even Elon who had just transmigrated into this world.

The former Elon had suddenly lost it, pushed beyond the cliff of despair, he seeked powers for revenge.

Which happened to be the reason the current him transmigrated into this world, while also ending the life of the former Elon.

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"Mmm!" Elon breathed out loud, his eyes filled with resolution and a confirmation of finally making up his mind, accepting his new reality and identity.

Gazing at the clear blue sky one more time, he said...

"Don't worry..."

"Revenge?..."

"They'll get it..."

Completing the later part of what he said , anger blazed in his eyes.

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Opening the door of his room, Elon ended his days of seclusion, finally entering the new world.