Lyron wake up feeling the aching of his body first thing in the morning. His right arm a little numb from making it a pillow, hair messy and the little shells and pearls in his hair is sticking all over the place.
The cave walls no longer emit light like it did in the evening. The fireflies gone replaced with the gentle stream of sunlight.
And he-- he's still a fish. A merman.
It's not a dream. I indeed transmigrated without a system. I will rate this transmigration a negative 10 with 1 star review! How on Earth is this called transmigration without a cheat system?! Am I still unlucky even in my second life?!
His inner struggle is interrupted when he heard a soft crunch, like a sound of dried leaves being step on. The sound continues, the noise grew nearer and nearer until he can hear some voices.
"Mother will scold us you know!" a voice complained, it does not sound too old more like a voice of a young girl. "Brother!"
"Why are you like that? You clearly heard it too!" another voice answered, clearly a voice of the one called brother.
"I did! But I am scared! Let's go back now! Father once told me there is a Loreley living under the water and they lured young boys away! And brother you're a boy! A Loreley will take you away!"
Lyron was dumbfounded. Hearing the little girl complain about his species makes him speechless. Little girl I held no interest in young boys and certainly not in your brother. I bet his not circumcise yet!
"You go back! But I am staying here! The voice I heard is beautiful and I think the Loreley who sings it is beautiful too."
A blush quickly creeps up in Lyron's face. Kid, why do you have a honey coated mouth?! Do that when you're older!
"I don't want to!" a strong thump sounded, the little girl probably stamped her foot in frustration.
"Then don't make a fuss. Be good."
Nothing followed after that. Just a shuffling sound, the crisp sound of the dried leaves breaking under their feet before it gets further and further away until he heard nothing.
Lyron heaved a sigh in relief. I should always remember not to sing recklessly or else something might happen again.
He shuffle his way into the water. His reflection visible because of the sunlight. He can clearly see his face, which is completely similar in his past life's appearance. Aside from the color of his eyes, the paleness of his skin and the length and color of his hair then it is like a similar face before I died.
His eye color is black before he died but now it holds a striking sea green eyes. Lyron have never seen an eye color like this before. He have a dull black eyes before he died and he always wanted to try to use contact lenses to experience having a nice colored eyes, a light blue eyes would be nice but looking at his eyes now he can't help but be mesmerize. Did the original spend all his days looking at his face? Because he will never be bored looking at one now. The rich eye color highlighted his long silvery white hair, now adorned with tiny seashells and pearls. His skin have this pale white color but unlike his sickly pale white skin before his appearance now look healthy, full of life and the complete opposite of his image before.
I am beautiful. No, the original is beautiful. The boy is not wrong, if the voice is beautiful then the owner of the voice is beautiful too. Who would dare say ugly in front of this majestic beauty?
He shifts his face left and right, trying to see his new face in every angle. And oh boy! Was it perfect! I can't blame the people of Nast for being so cautious about the Loreleys, we are indeed alluring and I'm the perfect example for that. It may sound like I'm having a narcissistic tendencies but who can I blame? The original? But he's dead.
His ogling lasted for several minutes before he suddenly pause, a problem slowly surface in his mind. If I am so beautiful then I will certainly attract unwanted attention! I can't have that!
Is there some magic spells that can change your face? He tried to recall the original's memory but found none. Why? I know merfolk does not need to enhance or change their faces because I am certain that they are completely confident in terms of their appearance but what if! They should consider the what if's! They can use it for undercover purposes! Why is my ancestors and fellow merfolk does not think about it!
He groans and dunk his self into the water. I am dead! How can I walk on land now?!
First! Magic! Yes. Better do something productive instead of wasting my time. This is a magical world and what's the better thing to do than to practice magic? I am still a newbie in terms of casting magic, if not because of the original's memory then I am no better than an empty husk. I should try and practice it instead of just wasting my time playing in the water.
He swim back to the stone where he last sleep and sit there. He wants to sit in a lotus position but the feeling of his skin splitting up makes him shudder and he just satisfy his self in sitting in the stone, half of his tail submerged in the water.
He close his eyes and follows the original's memory. Though blurry and not complete, some basic memory still remain. Like feeling the magic particles in the air.
Breathing the familiar salty air he relax his mind and follows the original's memory. It starts with feeling the magical particles in the air, probe how it behaves, the familiar energy drawn in the water, the energy that radiated inside the cave. The walls, the moss, and the shining stones. All of it reflected in his mind, it pictures the amount of magic particles inside it, its movements and colors. The most noticeable thing is the shining stones on the wall. It emits white light in his mind unlike the color it radiated the other evening. It looks like a blob of white light and the feeling of the energy it gives is different than what the other magical particles give.
According to the original's memory, the stone is called energy stone. It can replenish an individual's energy or they can store it as an energy reserve. It is usually use by magicians that uses higher tier magic than their original level. It is also needed when forming a magic core.
Usually magician use energy stones and magical stones when forming a magic core to stabilize their magic level but for a creature born closer to nature like the merfolk, nymphs, elves and fairies it came naturally. Their magic and energy reserve is greater than humans, the flow of their magic is not block but usually beings like us are hindered with the environment we belong. Merfolk are naturally inclined in using water type magic, nymphs are like us too. The only exception are the nymphs of dawn, they are born with the ability to wield all kinds of magic but as the creature that illuminates the beginning of a new day, birth and awakening, they are much inclined in using light magic.
The different lights projected in his mind came from different elements. The energy stone, the blob of white light can help rise his magic level. The blue lights inside the water pool are the water particles, it is so dense and brightly colored. This also signifies the alignment of this body, as a merman he is naturally inclined in using water type magic.
The particles found in the air differs in color. I can see the brightly lit blue lights that signifies the water particles, the gray light which is the air particles, the red which is the fire particles, brown which is the earth particles, green which me the life particles. It can help the flowers bloom, the trees grow, and the fruits to ripen. Different lights stacked up in the surroundings that some I can't even recognize.
Time passed quickly and before he knew it the day is almost done and he forgot to eat his breakfast and lunch.