Life is fickle, isn't it?
Its surprising just how easy the world before you can crumble in real time, all the hard work you've done, all the things you've sacrificed for the person you love. All for nothing.
These were the thoughts of Luca, who currently is seeing his beloved wife of 4 years getting railed by a random smuck he's never seen before. The moans of her getting her brain blasted by pleasure and the stench of the sweet love they've been making for however long before Luca got there.
It would never leave you, would it? Luca hoped it would.
Releasing a small, quiet sigh, Luca silently walked to his wife's home work studio, and wrote a note to the cheating dog that is his wife. He also logged onto her quacker, and set a scheduled quack about how much of a cheating dog she was.
And just to be sure, he signed it off with a {With love - Luca, her recently deceased husband, killed by his own hand with a rope around his neck. :).} And he put the smiley face for a quick chuckle.
After he set the time for it to come out in 24 hours, he logged out of her account from all of her devices, changed the password, and even changed her profile to a dog in heat. For another chuckle of course.
'Laugh though the pain, Luca.' Tears started to fill his eyes, but he pressed on. He went to his garage to grab a thick rope, tied it around his neck and the roof, then kicked the chair out from beneath him.
"!" The regret was almost instant. Luca's hands snapping into action, scratching desperately at his neck and the thick noose, he tried to yell or scream, but with his air pipes being held tight by the noose, it was all for naught.
In a last ditch effort to survive, Luca stopped scratching his neck and tried to grab the actual rope that was holding him in the air, and he managed to be successful in his idea to grab the rope.
However, due to both his lightheadedness, and his lack of physical strength, he failed in lifting himself enough to stop the suffocation. He felt his life slipping out of his grasp like sand between his fingertips.
As he's eyes started to get blurry, and his lids getting heavier, he had a thought. 'Hope this was worth it, you cheating dog.' And with that his last breath was took, and he felt himself sink into a deep, darkness.
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Coldness enveloped him, and his body felt heavy. Like a pressure was covering him. He felt the urge to breathe, but remembered that death had already come for him. He opened him mouth, and felt a rush of ice cold liquid fill his gob.
"Agh!" Not expecting the liquid, Luca lurched forwards with started to cough and regurgitate what seemed like water. He opened his eyes and found that he was in a wealthy looking bathroom. Black and white checkers lined the floor, and white marble walls that matched the sink, and a mirror that had no business being as big as it was. Probably being around 5 feet wide and 5 tall.
After looking around, Luca noticed that he was still in the bath filled with cold water, and he also realized that he threw up in said bath. So he hurriedly got out and grabbed a towel on the sink. And with it, he started to dry himself.
Doing so, he looked into the slightly fogged mirror, and he saw a relatively younger face then it used to be. With fluffy white hair, droopy purple eyes, and a good face. Luca would be surprised, but he already came to the conclusion of this either being a dream caused by lack of oxygen to the brain, or him being reincarnated.
No, reincarnation didn't fit. Transmigration fits better. He nodded to himself.
He grinned and gave his body a look over, and realized that this body doesn't look like its worked out a day in its life, not that it was fat, mind you. Just lanky, Luca couldn't confirm a number for his height, but he knew that he's taller then he used to be, and before he was 5 foot 7 inches.
Maybe 5 foot 9?
Luca shrugged and finished drying himself. He opened the door out of the bathroom, and found a lavish bedroom, with lots of golds and purples. Luca sighed with relief, and wrapped his waist with the towel and he began looking around the room for some clothes.
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At a dinner table sat 3 individuals, each with a servant beside them. An older man with dark grey hair and drooping purple eyes, his build was sturdy and muscular, but not hulking. A youngish looking woman with pure white hair, sharp red eyes, and a slender, fragile build. And lastly a young teen boy that looked like Luca, however, he had dark hair and sharp red eyes, and his build was also muscular like his fathers.
The boy spoke up. "What's taking Luca so long? We've been here for half an hour!" He didn't look happy as his sharp eyes peered at the only servant in the room without someone seated next to her.
The maid shivered a little at his gaze, and bowed. "I'll go find him now, Eldest Master!" The maid scurried away as the boy sighed.
"Liam. Watch your tone at the dinner table." Liam's mother, the duchess, berated with a sharp glare.
"Wha?" Liam looked flabbergasted. "But Luca-" His mother cut him off. "No! How dare you compare yourself to your brother? You know he has problems." Liam shrank a little bit as his mother's glare became even harsher.
"Belle, let it rest." The Duke said, with an authoritative undertone. "Derek, you know Luca has problems! It'll only cause-" "Hush." Derek cut her off with a harsh look of his own, shutting her up.
Belle gnashed her teeth a little, and clenched her dress under the table.
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It only took a few moments, but Luca managed to find some clothes. A high quality white shirt, and some comfortable pants. He looked in the mirror, and saw his wide grin that didn't seem to leave.
From excitement, of course!
He calmed himself, and did something he had forgotten earlier when he first woke up from excitement. The magic words every regressor, reincarnator, transmigrator, heck! Even people from his past world did in there free time.
"Status." A blue screen appeared right in-front of his eyes.
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『Luca Felrose
Titles: Duke's Villainous Heir
Level: 1
Class: None
『-Stats-』
『Strength: 2 • Constitution: 1 • Dexterity: 2
-Mana: 7 • Magic: 3 • Charm: 10』
『Attribute Points: 0』
『-Skills-』
『High-Class Noble's Aura』
『High-Class Noble's Bloodline』
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Excitement couldn't even begin to convey the feelings he felt in this moment. And apparently he's a duke's heir? The evil part was a little scary, but he put it to the back of his mind. Because he had to check something else. Arguably more important then the system itself.
"System, do i have a beginner pack?" Luca asked with hope and a grin.
『Starter Pack(x1) - Open? Y/N』 Obviously he chose yes. And a whole life's worth of memories assaulted his mind, causing him to stumble a little and lean onto a chair. He blanked out for a moment. Not from pain, but from the feeling of his brain struggling to absorb the memories.
He didn't know how long he blanked for, or when the bleeding from his nose started, but grabbed a tissue from his desk and wipe the red liquid to clean himself. However, his movements were a little more refined. More fluid and graceful.
He rubbed his forehead a little with a groan and took a seat on his bed to properly understand these new memories.