On a very shabby bed, a young boy with a pale face scrunched his eyes in discomfort.

He gasped loudly, taking what appeared to be his first whiff of air.

And at this moment, the boy felt something within him break from its shackles.

~Rumble!~

His bed shook vigorously as the boy's body hastily adjusted to its bodily functions.

1, 2, 3…

The dead boy's heart began pumping from frail to energetic.

Up, down. Up, down.

His chest shook with every breath that he forced into his body.

And soon regained consciousness.

Dammit!

Ji Feng was at his wit's end, struggling to understand his predicament.

What the hell? Wasn't he just going to the fridge for a late-night snack?

So how did it turn into a situation where his lungs and nostrils were fighting a one-on-one battle with air?

Ji Feng had no time to think deeply since his brain was still struggling to take in oxygen to get back online.

Air... Air... 

He needed to stabilize his body first!

~Rumble. Rumble.

The young man fought against an invisible enemy, turning his head in all directions.

Luckily, the battle lasted for no more than 8 seconds, leaving him drenched in sweat from head to toe.

And soon enough, his breathing became normal, allowing him to calmly assess the situation at hand.

Boom!

Ji Feng felt his brain splitting into countless pieces, with a strange memory flooding into his brain.

.

Hiss~~

The pain lasted for 3 more seconds, making it the worst 3 seconds of his life.

Hell!... Who did he offend?

His heart rate once again speeded up, stiffening his entire face.

1... 2... 3 seconds.

Phew.

The pain faded away, leaving only a minor headache behind.

Blink. Blink.

Ji Feng fluttered his long eyelashes, having his first look into this strange new world.

Crossed!

The memories in his head guaranteed him of this.

He, the 28-year-old Ji Feng, had crossed into the 14-year-old Wolfram Lockhart!

As a bonafide Otaku, how could he not understand the situation?

Hahahhahaha!

Crossed! Crossed!

He, Ji Feng, crossed!

At first, his expression was that of sheer joy and excitement.

But after realizing the dangers of this world, his smile was very quick to turn upside down.

F***!

Others cross to become sons of monarchs or even immortals.

But no~~

When it came to his situation, everything seemed to be upside down instead.

Alright. 

In his community, it was true that the original owner had a special title.

But no matter how one looked at it, the original owner was still at the bottom of the power chain in this world.

Nonetheless, Ji Feng was still grateful to experience such a unique situation.

How many people would have the opportunity to cross into a brand new world?

This alone was an Otaku's dream.

Hahahahaha~

Isekai'd.

He got bloody Isekai'd.

.

He was indeed happy, but not without a bit of sadness.

He was an only child and had lost his parents in a car crash by the age of 8.

And from then on, his Paternal grandparents raised him.

He had never seen his mother's family. So he didn't even know if she was an orphan or not.

Ji Feng sighed sorrowfully.

How would his grandparents react after his death?

Moreover, couldn't the universe find a better way to kill him off?

Ji Feng wanted to bang his head on the wall and die again after thinking about the embarrassing manner in which he died.

As a stay-at-home video editor, he had all his editing equipment at home. His entire room was a studio for his work, with various expensive equipment in them.

So at times, he also worked well late into the night. And when places got too hot, he would put in his birthday suit and work in that fashion.

And because his grandparents lived with him in the home he bought, he would only do this in his room. It's also because of his nature that he got a fridge in his room for drinks and snacks alone.

So after finishing one of his projects, he lazily stood up, stretched in full nude, and made his way to the fridge at the corner.

But on the way there, he seemed to have tripped on something and ended up dying butt-up, face down instead?

He could already see the scene of the detectives trying to envision and talk about how he died.

.

Ugh!

Just recalling it made him feel like crying.

The police, his grandparents, and even that cute neighbor he was trying to ask out on a date would eventually see or hear of his hilarious death.

So shameful!

In the end, wouldn't people laugh rather than cry at his funeral?

'Mark my words, world. Even if I have to die in this life, I will never leave in such a manner again!'

Such a death was bound to hurt any man's pride.

Ji Feng finally put his past behind him, praying that his grandparents could live well after his death.

After all, his father had brothers, who in turn had children.

So his cousins should be able to shower his grandparents with enough affection after his death.

Sigh…

Alright.

It was time to fully understand all the messy memories in his mind.

For one, he knew that this world was one where magic and all sorts of races existed.

This world was called Grandia and was probably 40 or even 60 times bigger than his former planet Blue Star.

Yes!

All sorts of wonders lay in countless regions across the land.

And even the mysteries of this world were so uncountable too.

But with all the many dangers lurking around, the original owner was just a tiny pebble on the vast road beyond.

And why did he say this? Because the original owner was in humanity's weakest category.

Yup!

Wolfram Lockhart might be the son of the Village Chief… But in the end, he was still a powerless PEASANT!

And now he, Ji ... No… he, Wolfram Lockhart, had also taken over this identity as well.

But the current situation in the village was dire. 

Wolfram frowned.

What would be the wisest thing to do now?

Ding!!

[The Host's Desire for power has caused the system to get activated. Do you bind or not?]