The bell rang, signaling the end of the school day, and the students flooded the hallway in a whirlwind of excitement. Everyone seemed eager to head home or perhaps gather at a friend's place. Amidst the bustling crowd, there was one young, skinny figure sprinting towards the exit at full speed.

"Excuse me, excuse me," Ray gasped, trying to navigate through the throng of students. However, his urgency only seemed to irk some of his classmates. "What is wrong with you?" a student bellowed, annoyed at being jostled.

Ray swiftly picked himself up and turned to the student he bumped into, apologizing profusely. In the midst of the chaos, two other students stood out from the crowd. As if sensing the commotion, their presence became apparent, and the other students instinctively made way for them.

Ray's heart sank as he caught sight of them. "Oh no," he muttered inwardly, realizing he was being pursued. One of them, Steve, couldn't help but revel in the situation. "He should just keep on running," Steve sneered inwardly, relishing the prospect of catching Ray.

"Why do they keep hurting him like that?" a concerned female student whispered to her friend nearby. "Shush! Don't let him hear you, or you'll be next," her companion cautioned in hushed tones, fear creeping into her voice.

Ray hurriedly left the crowded hallway and dashed towards the school gate, his desperation urging him forward. Finally emerging outside, his relief was short-lived as a sudden blow landed against his mouth with a sickening thud. He crumpled to the ground, clutching his face in agony. Without mercy, he was forcefully dragged into an alley adjacent to the school.

Steve sighed, his voice laced with malicious satisfaction. "So, you thought you could run away?" he taunted, landing a vicious kick directly into Ray's defenseless abdomen.

"Argh!" Ray howled in pain as the brutal kick found its mark, causing him to double over in anguish. The other two students joined in Steve's sadistic amusement, their laughter echoing in the dimly lit alley.

"Why are you doing this to me?" Ray gasped, his voice trembling with a mix of fear and desperation as he slowly managed to stand up. Blood trickled down his bruised face, his battered body aching with every movement. "Why do you ask?" Steve sneered, his eyes glinting with malicious amusement. "We don't need a reason to beat you up. Blame your bad luck for getting into this school when you have no family."

Ray has lived in an orphanage since he was a child; his mother and father died in a car accident, leaving him with no one to care for him, and he ended up in the orphanage.

"He is standing up. Wow, look at his face. Does he want to beat us up?" Steve said to his goons.

Thwack!

Another kick landed on Ray. This made him buckle down and collapse, causing him to cough out blood.

Steve landed kick after kick on Ray, and he ended up coughing out more blood.

But suddenly a Punch came out to the Steve

Thud!

How is it?

You fucking Dare!!

Saying that Steve start to punching the Ray

"Aish. Be careful, dude. Don't kill him or something" one of his goons chimed in. "He wouldn't die. His only redeeming quality is that he is quite durable" Steve said and his goons all burst into laughter.

Ray didn't have a choice but to stand up. "Are you feeling pain anywhere?" Steve asked in a sarcastic tone.

Ray looked at Steve with the eyes of a killer. "Wow! You scared me a bit, but do you think your eyes are going to save you?" Steve said.

Ray already spotted a stone beside where he fell last time and picked it up. He was now timing when he was going to hit Steve with it.

Steve held Ray by his collar and was ready to hit him in the stomach again when suddenly something hit his face and he fell to the ground. "Argh!" Steve shouted as he now saw Ray running toward the other end of the alley that led to a main road.

"Get him" Steve shouted as his two other friends chased after Ray. Steve also joined the chase when he discovered that blood was trickling down his face.

When I get that bitch, he is going to pay for doing this to my face. Steve swore inwardly, "Why did I do that? I should have just allowed him to beat me and get tired, as it has always been." Ray was now in a life-and-death situation as Steve's friends were seconds away from catching him. But before he could go out from the alley Steve and his Friend catch him and start to beat him much more harshly.

"you say this poor fragile guy could be a Beastmaster, Don't make me laugh" Steve says while beating Ray.

With kick from one of the goons Head Blood start to flow from rays nose and Can't take anymore beating Ray getting up ray start to running with his at full speed despite his bleeds and a ruptured stomach, finally reaching the end of the alley Ray dashed forward into the main road without looking at any approaching vehicles.

"Is This how I going to die" Thinking this Ray sat Dom beside his House wall.

"A little Tear Could be seen in his eyes. I wish someone fuck this shitty world"

Saying This he takeout his last breath as he died Peacefully.

Not so Long After another soul takeover his Body.

"Where am I. Aren't I sleeping Peacefully On my room . How am I came here."

But suddenly a Spark of Memories came into his Brain..

After getting the memory of Ray Only Thing came out from the body is swearing.

"F*cK I got transmigrated." This is the only sentence came out from his mouth.

After getting recuperation he start to think

"It seems that I reincarnated into my own novel, and as a random character that had nothing to do with the story to boot" Ray Muttered

Not the protagonist, but a completely unknown mob.

I, the author should obviously know every character in the novel, but who in the world was Ray Butcher?

I never created such a character.

But looking at how things were, I should probably not consider this world a novel anymore, as I was literally breathing and moving inside of what seemed to be the plot of my novel.

I could feel Every pain in My body.. That the body has....