'Flovius Alexander Venuleius' The same name that happens to be imprinted on his mind. An almost familiar name yet Jeon honjok couldn't recall a moment where he heard this name.
"Flovius Alexander Venu..what?" Jeon honjok struggles to pronounce the name correctly as he is rather unfamiliar with the language used for this name.
"Is that a Spanish name or something? Wait no..i think it was.." Jeon honjok dug deeper into his own memory, trying to recall a time when he heard a name similar to this, he thought hard and still as he rests his chin on the palm of his hand, thinking and thinking. And there, a slight fragment of a memory flashes. The name was written on the blank space of the computer screen, the same computer that he used to write his novel. The name finally was remembered as it was written on the blank space.
" 'Flovius Alexander Venuleius' the duke of the Capital of Painite, The kingdom of Leonhart."
"Kingdom of Leonhart?..wait isn't that..THATS THE SAME KINGDOM I USED FOR MY NOVEL!! AND VENULEIUS FAMILY IS ONE OF THE FAMILY I USED IN MY STORYLINE!"
Jeon honjok exclaims loudly, to the point the maids outside the room he stayed in asked worriedly.
"Is everything alright my lord?" One of the maids from outside questions with a worried tone.
"Oh uh yes, everything is fine, do not worry.." Jeon honjok nervously answers the maid as sweat ran down his head from both the hotness of the room and the situation he was in.
"Understood my lord" There the maid left as the sounds of her footsteps were slowly fading away as the maid walked.
Jeon honjok was once again left alone in his room, finally getting the gist of the matter, indeed he was..
"I've been transmigrated to my own novel haven't I?.. Although why did i transmigrate in the first place? I remember sleeping right after finishing the 7th volume of my novel..then this happened.."
Jeon honjok was in the state of worrying and he was also confused of why this happened, what phenomenon would've caused such thing to happen? There were so many questions unanswered in his head, those questions were running through his mind, a question after another.
But his greatest questions were, why did it all happen? Why was he transmigrated to his own novel? Why was he transmigrated specifically at the body of the duke, despite the duke was only introduced three to two times on the storyline, because Jeon honjok was still unsure of what to do with this character.
"The Duke..Duke Venuleius was a mysterious man in my story..he rarely showed on the plot of the story, he was a man that enjoys laying low rather than bringing attention to him..and..he was also one of the people that gave the hero a hard time, since the Duke never wanted the hero to save the kingdom.. BASICALLY THIS DUKE IS BAD NEWS, WHY IN THE WORLD DID I WRITE HIM LIKE THIS ARGHH!!" Jeon honjok realized that he was making such noises in the middle of the night, he immediately closes his mouth with his hand glancing on the door on the right side of the room, wondering if anyone heard him. As he didn't hear any footsteps approach, his tense body relaxes a little as he takes his hand away from his mouth.
Jeon honjok looked at both of his hand, unfolding them and checking every bits and parts of it, wondering if this was all real. He pinches his cheek but the pain he felt was there, it was enough proof that this was all real.
"I guess i am technically alive.."
His vision was slowly getting clearer and the once throbbing pain on his temple resided. He took a full view of the room, all of it unfamiliar to him. He sees a mirror on the right side of the wall, a mirror connected to the closet.
Slowly, Jeon honjok stood up from his bed and slowly walked towards the mirror, there he took a full view of himself.
Blonde hair.
Dark green eyes.
A flashingly handsome face.
Well built body.
Those were some of the attributes that he put on the character 'Flovius Alexander Venuleius'.
Although the character being rarely mentioned on the story, it grew a fandom of girls because of his "mysteriousness" and his appearance on the story, many fawned over him, on the novel and on real life. Jeon honjok honestly didn't know what to expect from this character that he barely mentioned on the story.
"Damn..this is a stupidly handsome face this guy has..no wonder a lot of women fell for him"
Jeon honjok says as he examines the face more, he checks his jawline, tilting his head a little to get a view of the jawline, he touches his blonde hair, it was soft and silky, he inches a little more closer to the mirror to examine his dark green eyes.
"This is all real.. unbelievable" Despite saying that, Jeon honjok couldn't do anything but accept the fact he indeed transmigrated to his own novel.
Now that one question was solved, he had another problem.
"The question is..which part of my novel did i transmigrate to? The beginning? The middle of it? Or the part where i finished the 7th volume? Hopefully not since i left the 7th volume as a cliffhanger because i couldn't think of anything else to add to the story.." Jeon honjok hoped he transmigrated either at the beginning or at the middle of the story because he knew what would happen and what events would unfold.
But if he so happen to have transmigrated to the part he left the story as..he would be in big trouble as he wouldn't know what to do.
"The biggest problem is.." Jeon honjok glances over at the desk at the other side of the room, where the candle that was once lit, faded out, there he saw an ink bottle, a quill pen just beside the book that has something written on it, the words used were something he never used before, it wasn't korean, it looked more alien like, and there he slowly glances beside the book, there rested a revolver on the desk.