A moment ago remmys mind was assimilated with the memories of Remyr Ashewood, the same person who he became, Remyr Ashewood is the eldest son of Duke Cedric Ashewood a high noble and the head of a prestegious mage family, but what made remmy froze is that the him in the mirror is a fatty, like a giant bear.
'Dammit..! Just, just how am i going to move in this giant body?'
He slumped to the floor, 'i was a lazy guy back then, but i was only slightly obese, but this, its terrible.'
Just as he was laying on the floor, a gentle knock reverberated on the door to his room
Remmy or Remyr Ashewood still lying on the floor tried his best to stand up but he could only try and roll like a can of soda.
'..It's terrible'
"Young master Remyr, the lord wishes to see you" came the voice of the head buttler Sebastian.
'...'
"Yes, Come in." Remyr not seeing a way out of his predicament calked out to his buttler.
Hearing that the buttler entered his room but is horfified when he saw renyr on the floor so he rushed over to help.
"Young master!!, are you alright?, let me call for a healer."
The buttler was frantic but remyr calmed the butler and with his help got to his feet.
"I'm all fine, but you said father called for me?"
When he asked his buttler that, he was internally surprised due to the fact that it all felt natural to him, its like the assimilation not only provided the memories but it also made everything feel normal, he didn't felt anything different or awakward interacting with others.
"Ah, yes! young master, the lord has summoned you, a letter of admission has arrived from Dreadwood Academy"
"Oh!, Alright, lead the way."
Dreadwood, the magic academy, has more notoriety than fame due to rumors that it is very strict and students are treated harshly and unjustly. However, due to the decree of the founding emperor, every noble child turned sixteen years or above are required to attend, or they will lose their right to inheritance meaning no support from their families.
The Remyr in this world was deemed very incompetent, he has abnormally large amounts of mana, but no talent for magic, on top of that, large mana pool means harder to control his own magic, so he was considered incompetent by everyone.
this has caused great concern for him and his family regarding his attendance there.
'That oldman said i have a talent in mana, if so, i dont have to be cowardly like the previous remyr. New life, new possibilities.
...Ugh, but still, why am i so fat, i'm already tired out by walking this far, ..this place is huge, no wonder he hasn't went outside much.'
As the both of them arrived infront of the lords chamber, the knights guarding the door opened the door, as remyr and sevastian entered he instinctively felt a strong presence, there the owner of the presence remyr's father Duke Cedric Ashewood sat behind a domineering table made of blackwood, his expression warm.
Remyr instinctively gave a bow "Father"
Duke Cedric Ashewood, one of the strongest mages and a pillar of the empire was cold and ruthless to others but infront of his family he was a very caring father, he was sadened by the departure of his son to the academy, being someone who once attended the same academy, duke cedric was worried for remyr, for remyr who lacks talent in both magic and swordsmanship, it was a dangerous place, however due to his loyalty towards the empire and the founding emperror, he had to comply with the decree.
"Son, a letter of admittance has arrived from dreadwood, you have one week to prepare. ...sebastian and our knight order will accompany you till there, unfortunately, no servants are allowed inside and ones status nor family matters inside. Dont be afraid, if you followed the rules of the academy, you will be fine."
"...I understand father."
'Isnt a magic academy normally a fun place?, why its like this in here?'
Remyr could only recall hearing horrible things about the academy from his memories, somehow he felt wronged.
Sensing the hesitation in his sons voice, the duke continued.
"Son, though you have enormous mana, you lack talent for weilding magic, thus i suggedt that you takeup knightly courses, it will also benefit for your health., what do you think?"
"...Father, if i may, can i also takeup courses on magic?"
Duke Ashewood was taken aback as remyr had never shown interest in magic, and was only interested in pure academics, food and reading imperial journals. But stil, the duke didnt deny him.
"Very well, i dont know why you suddently show interest in magic, but remember, magic is very dangerous, for you especially, dont be in a haste to cast magic, understand?"
"Yes father, i will do that."
The duke thought for a second then in a stern voice spoke.
"I had excluded you from knightly training due to your pleading when you were young, and i regret that till this day, thus, for the duration of your stay in here till you leave for darkwood, you will go through harsh training under knight comander Reiner, it may not improve much but atleast prepare you for dreadwood, i wont take any objections."
This is something remyr has intended to do, though he know he wont be able to improve much of his current health, It will still provide a starting point for him who cannot even walk for a couple of minutes in his current shape, but he could feel some ominous implicatins about dreadwood from his fathers words.
After remyr and sebastian exited the dukes chamber sebastian accompanied remyr to his room and returned to his works.