Dark.
Pitch-black darkness.
I just can see the darkness or I can't see anything I don't know.
I can't feel anything.
but feel I know everything or do I even know anything.
I can't understand this feeling. I know who I am, where I came from, and what I do and at the same time I do not know who I am, where I came from, and what I do.
all of my senses are dead or not functioning correctly.
After about thousands of years or I think after thousands of years it could be even a few seconds.
I find out my name, it is Vikram, or was it? but I have something I have my name or this name is someone else's and I just assumed it.
Then after a few more thousand years or a few seconds later I get more memory. I remember everything about Vikram.
I know I'm Vikram, I'm sure of it. However something is missing, I don't know what, but I know it's missing. I think it's like a thread that has been cut.
I also recall that I have not come to this place for the first time, I do not understand how I remember about this but I remember this.
however this time I feel different Nonetheless before I can figure out what's different here.
I see a slight light in this deep never-ending dark expanse.
that light was coming from a tiny flame. I didn't even notice when I was starting to be drawn toward the flame.
I don't have any physical form but I reached near that flame and it started combining in me or I started combining with it. as if nothing had ever been separated, and that thread join again.
I remember where I am and I also learn that I will never be able to remember this occurrence. it happens every time but this time it's different something very different.
•••••
I opened my eyes.
Shocked, I'm just feeling shock.
'No, no, no, what's going on, I should have died by now, so how am I still alive?'
'Ok, ok I don't expect it but I am still alive isn't it a good thing, a really good thing.'
I put the palm of my hand on my head, and I felt my hand strange, I glimpsed at my hand carefully and then I got another shock.
They were small, I mean they were really small.
Then all of this hit me.
1 hour later
Lying on the king-size bed inside a luxuriously designed room with pale blue plastered walls on all four sides, I gazed at the chandelier above my head and thought about my current life.
I am reincarnated but I am not a newborn child so I am transmigrated to another world or something.
I have many thoughts in my mind but I have put all my thoughts in the 'ask me later' file currently.
Now putting all the useless things in the dustbin, I sat straight on the bed with the support of my new back.
Sorry but unlike all transmigrate novels, where the protagonist comes to the other world and starts cutting everyone's neck left and right. I can't even move this new fucking body of mine.
I feel as if this new body of mine, my new mind, and myself are quarreling with each other but not working jointly. It is just like when a person who has not slept for a day or two tries to stay awake and his body and mind try their best to put him to sleep.
with a deep sigh
I start meditating, feeling my new brain I begin my self and my brain to synchronize with each other. It took some time, but the feeling of being from outside completely disappeared.
I thought of the original owner of this body, I don't know what happened to him, but I know that this body is mine now. Resolve myself to the fact that I will try my best to get knowledge about it later.
I curled my head all around to see the room.
this enclosure looks like a special compartment in a vintage royal hotel, plus its three times the size of my bedroom.
'Probably this dude is at least a noble.'
Sitting on the bed, I can see the night view from a beautiful flower-adorned window on my right side.
It is dark outside, but still, there is normal light inside this room, this put a thought into my head but I soon decided to think about it later.
I placed my hands on the sides of the bed and pulled my whole body down.
As soon as my feet hit the ground, I lost my body balance and fell.
I was not too surprised, I stood up again and this time I had almost complete control over my body. standing in front of a three-meter-tall mirror kept in the room, I looked at myself.
'well what can I say'
A teenager of fifteen to sixteen years old with a thin body and a very pretty face is reflected in front of my eyes.
and I'm that kid.
'Wow! that's very weird '
I have two dark green eyes, golden brown hair, and a borderline feminine face.
Looking in the mirror, I quickly put my hand inside my pants, I heave a sigh of relief knowing I'm still me.
Tti-ring!
I was admiring my new face when I heard a voice in my head.
first surprise and then a smile come to my face, but that smile faded away very quickly.
Tti-ring!
That voice echoes again and I can also see a yellow screen in front of me but the problem is I can't read anything written on it.
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I put my hand on that screen but my hand went across the screen.
Frustration came across my face and anger welled up inside me.
'What is this chutiyapa, if you have given me the system, at least you can give it to me in my language, you chutiyaa.'
I'm still a little cool and that's just for one reason. I can see two colored boxes on that whole yellow screen, as far as I can understand they look like buttons for language translation.
One of those buttons is green and the other is red. It will not be difficult for any man to understand which of them is to be pressed.
It didn't take me long to figure out it was a yes or no button. Pressing the green button smile comes to my face.
I don't know why I transmigrated to this world after my death, I don't know why I am getting this system, I have so many questions in my mind and I know I can't find the answers to them now but there is no one in this whole universe who rejects the free system.
even though I can be called one novel fan. I am still a person who read a significant amount of web novels in my teenage years. and How can I ignore that the main character in my favorite novel becomes the strongest being in the world through his system.
the system is the most powerful weapon in any novel. if used well.
'Novel'
'why does this all seem so similar to the system in the falling world'.
a scary prospect crossed my mind.
Tti-ring!
But I couldn't fully concentrate on that idea because of the sound of the system.
now finally I think I can read what is written on the system screen. I got a big smile all over my face.
after reading that system screen.
Whoever will see the smile on this face on a black night will suffer the trauma of his whole life.