Due to Disorientation and loss of equilibrium he almost collided with the mirror which reflected his handsome face, Pavitr tried to stabilize himself somehow with rapid moments of his hand but couldn't and fell to his knees. A beautifully crafted vase falls to the ground and shatters, due to his hand movement making a loud noise.
His vision got blurry with tears which were the result of the intense pain in his temple.
His complex gets paled as that of a dead body. An eerie and bizarre chilliness gradually permeated through his body. His vision changes rapidly adding some arcane filter to his view.
Unfamiliar memories start flowing in his head. It's as if he is watching someone's life from a first-person perspective. He is feeling emotions he never has. He is seeing things he never sees. He is hearing voices he never hears. It's as if he watching a movie with the only difference is he can feel his emotions as if it's his emotions, to begin with. He can't do anything but just watch *his body* as if someone controlling it.
After a few minutes which feel like decades, both personalities in the body start merging. The clash between the contradiction and the fusion of similar traits makes him feel nauseous. He opens his eyes again. The ephemeral pain subdued a little but his groans still didn't come to an end.
*Thud
Eshir hears the sound of the door being opened by force. Despite having blurry vision he sees a shadowy figure rushing toward him with inhumane speed
"Eshir!! Are you fine? Did something happen? Do I call the doctor you look pale yo–" the figure says in a worried-filled tone. Eshir is instantly able to recognize the voice.
"Stop Ella, I am alright," Eshir said in a language foreign to Pavitr with great familiarity to a person stranger to him.
'Ella? Who is she?' he thinks as he too is astonished at what he said. He moves toward where the voice comes from.
'I remember, Her name is Ella and she is my maid' He had an epiphany, his thoughts were still in a state of chaos and his head hurt from the incident that occurred a few moments prior.
"You are definitely not alright, OOHH God there are tears in your eyes. Tell me what happened??" Ella starts panicking as she rushes toward him and starts checking his body with total concentration.
Seeing the paled complex of her master she checks if there is any cut or a place from where blood gushes out but thankfully, Except the red swollen wound on the back of his hand which is the result of it hitting the hard vase. There is no other wound on him at all.
'No external wound' Ella thought and without wasting any time she princess-carry him. She is no healer. She only knows the basics of Anatomy and knows how to do emergency first aid, but it wouldn't help her in this case. So the obvious step would be to go to those who know.
"No I'm completely fine it's just I tried to use mana," Eshit said to soothe her racing heart.
"Huh!?" Ella froze upon hearing the reason why he was in this state. A flame of rage rises from the depths of her heart.
Placing him on the bed and rudely forcing a black pill in his mouth, Ella took a step back and bowed her head elegantly.
"Pardon my intrusion, I dared touch young lord without permission. May I?" Then she took out a handkerchief from her pocket. Seeing him nodding his head she wipes the tiers from his face carefully but the crushing grip of her hand tells a different story.
Eshir could finally able to see the familiar yet unfamiliar face again. Silky Chestnut Brown long hair tied in half up half down hairstyle. Her light brown with a little hint of golden eyes not even looking at him staring at the ground.
She is wearing a black dress with white trim made with high-quality fabric. The black colored skirt she is wearing reaches the length of her knees. The white half-apron with lace at the end, black tights, and lace headpiece make her more engaging to the eyes. Her modest size breasts and sharp yet charming facial features make her look like a doll. The previous panic is nowhere to be found.
'Huh, typical maid uniform. I expected something special for a whole new world. This once again raises the question, is this world a real one or just a creation of that Author? Well if we go with the possibility of my previous world as one of his creations then maybe he is so powerful that even the novel he writes will make a whole new world' Eshir shivers thinking of this possibility.
As his mental state is still not stabilized yet seeing her face, Eshir got some mixed feelings. Affection, warmth, astonishment, excitement, and annoyance. 'Not again... Wait... so she is Eshir's secret crush'
The cause of his annoyance is the clear display of displeasure over his reckless actions of trying to use mana, shown by Ella. Now he has to pacify her anger which is not an easy task by any means.
"Permit me to go call a doctor to check on your condition," Ella said in the same emotionless tone.
As an expired person, Eshir used the most efficient method which had never failed him before. Push the blame. "No need, As you know I acquired a job class today. When I was seeing my skills I used a skill by mistake. It's not a big deal, I will be fine with some rest." Eshir explained as clearly as he could.
Ella looks into his eyes for a few seconds to see any falsehood in them before sighing. Despite wanting to take care of him and being curious about what kind of job class he acquired. Understanding the hidden meaning in his words she bows her head and leaves his room silently.
Seeing her leaving the room Eshir slowly moved his hand massaging his head gently. Trying to sort out the new set of memories he acquired and stabilize his mental condition. The contradictory personality traits are the hardest to handle For example, One likes beer while the other detests the intoxicating substances, they are the types that push his mind into chaos.
Some people say memory and experience make a man what he is today. For example, if we take two people and make them feel and go through the same thing. They would react in similar if not the same way in the same circumstance.
Because of this some things in him change even without him noticing. But he is transmigrated by the will of the Author. The change he undergoes doesn't leave any serious adverse effects on his body. Somehow making both personalities exist in a single body in harmony. Reestablishing a new equilibrium of his body, mind, and soul.
Eshir decides to put the matter regarding his personality for later when he will have more understanding of physiology and decides to organize his memories first.
'Wait... He was alive.' He feels guilty thinking he killed the person named Eshir and possessed his body. He previously thought that the person somehow died and then he possessed his body but his new memories say otherwise. The person was very much alive when he possessed him.
'Well I didn't die, he is inside me... I'm inside him... Metaphorically' Remembering the victim didn't truly die, his guilt lessened significantly.
'But still possessing and merging with him without his permission still is a bit... Well, it's not like I did it deliberately. It's the Author's fault' Pavitr, badly influenced by Eshir. Use his 100% success rate technique *Push the blame* with exceptional proficiency.
'Status'
[Name - Eshir Lionheart
Age - 15
Race - Human
Rank in - {Alphabet} {Numbers}
Rank - G- [Experience- 0/500]
Job - String Master
Hp - 50/50
Mana - 00/00
Strength - 8
Agility - 7
Sense - 6
Stamina - 9
Defense - 7
Body - Dexterity
Bloodline - War Lord
Title -
Affinity - String
Special Skill - [Marionettist](S), [Tyranny of Wealthy](S)
Skills - [Thread Master], [Wealthy Leader]
Spells -
{Believer of The World tree}
{Gift}(1),
"...Fuck" His face got paled seeing his Mana. When he first opened status, he couldn't be able to notice it because of his excitement over his transmigration. But now he gets those memories he remembered something important.
That he has a mana disease. Due to some problems with his soul, his body couldn't grow completely when he was in his mother's womb. This causes him to be unable to wield mana. When forcefully used, it will leave some long-lasting side effects on his body.
They tried many doctors, healers, priests, and alchemists but got no results. Heck, he even tried some unknown Alchemists and warlocks but it only resulted in him being sick for days if not weeks.
They are the reason why he gets Alchemy enthusiastic and Mystic enthusiastic as a trait.
"Ohh fuck"