In awe, I stared at what had materialized before me.
Name: Arjun Macalo
Age: 18
Level: 21
Strength: 80
Speed: 68
Skill: _________
Art: Speed Sword {Star 2}
(What is this? How can no one else see it? And what kind of name is Arjun? Who would name someone Arjun?)
Lost in my thoughts, a voice suddenly reached my left ear, causing me to turn in that direction.
[ Sir, we have arrived at our destination. You can take off your seatbelt now. ]
[ Okay, thanks for letting me know. Can I leave now? ]
The air hostess pondered over the strange things I had said, but she answered in a normal tone.
[ Yes, sir. You can now leave the plane. ]
[ Thank you. ]
[ You're welcome, sir. ]
I made my way towards the exit, eager to see where I was. To my surprise, I beheld a massive floating building, with planes landing and taking off while the structure remained steady. Confusion washed over me, unsure of where to go next.
[ Sir, please move aside. ]
[ Huh... okay. ]
I followed the flow of people, eventually finding myself in front of a large circle. People stepped onto it and vanished into thin air. Shocked but intrigued, I stepped onto the circle as well. A bright light enveloped me, and when it dissipated, I found myself in the midst of towering skyscrapers. Suddenly, I felt a vibration in my pocket and discovered an Sci-looking phone tucked inside my pants pocket. It seemed someone was calling me, so I answered.
[ Hello, who is this? ]
[ Hello, sir. I'm at the location where you are. ]
[ Me!?... I'm in the middle of many skyscrapers. ]
[ Huh... sir, what kind of attire are you wearing? ]
[ Me!?... I'm wearing a white jacket and white pants. ]
[ Okay, sir. I can see you. I'm coming to you now. ]
(What is happening? I'm so confused.)
Lost in my thoughts, a car pulled up in front of me, and a voice called out.
[ Sir, get in. ]
[ Uh, okay. ]
The driver began to drive without asking me where I wanted to go. But that wasn't important at the moment. I needed to make sense of what had happened and understand the kind of world I had found myself in. It was clear that this was not my world, but rather some sort of sci-fi realm. It resembled the worlds I had often encountered in science fiction and fantasy novels.
(Ah, don't tell me I've transmigrated into a novel, just like the protagonist in those typical transmigration stories. If that's the case, what novel world is this, and which character have I become? I need to find out soon.)
Lost in my thoughts, the driver interrupted.
[ Sir, we have arrived at our destination. ]
[ Ah, okay. And the payment? ]
"Payment?" The driver seemed puzzled.
[ Sir, you have already paid. Alright, I'll leave now. Thank you for using our service. ]
The car disappeared from its spot, and I began to look in my surroundings. I noticed an extravagant and grand building, with the words "TEXEN HERO ACADEMY" written on the luxurious gate.
Reading those words, I realized what kind of world I had transmigrated into. This novel had been popular initially but had eventually lost its appeal to readers, leading them to abandon it. However, I had persisted and read further than others, curious about the ending.
( Aagh, this is not right. Can someone send me back to my apartment?)
"The name of that novel was 'Bright Future for Our World.'"
Realizing the impending doom this world was about to face, I felt a sense of responsibility. I had to do something. Lost in my thoughts, I suddenly remembered the importance of checking my own appearance after transmigration. And let's not forget the most crucial aspect, as every guy knows.
Pulling out the phone, which now technically belonged to me, I found it password-free and easily accessed the camera. As I examined my reflection, I discovered a handsome boy with black hair, black eyes, and a face that exuded both maturity and charm. By this world's standards, my appearance was slightly above average, but I couldn't help but feel satisfied.
(Alright, now I need to enter the academy and see if everything matches what I read in the novel.)
With that in mind, I walked towards the gates and entered the academy. I observed stunningly attractive people strolling around, while professors directed students to their designated areas. Everything exuded luxury.
(How much money was spent on creating all this?)
The people themselves were donning expensive-looking clothes, making my own attire seem ordinary in comparison. Ignoring the discrepancy, I entered the hall where numerous students were seated. However, as a former NEET and someone in their mid-twenties, I stood out amidst the younger students.
Taking a seat towards the fourth row, I awaited the commencement of a speech in five minutes.
[ Attention, everyone! ]
A sudden voice captured everyone's attention, causing everyone heads to turn in its direction. Conversations ceased, and a hushed silence filled the room.
[ We welcome you all to our TEXEN HERO ACADEMY. ]
With that, the professor began delivering a speech. In my novel, the professors were insignificant characters and played a minimal role in the storyline, so I couldn't recall much about them.