"AAAHHHHHH!"
Harry started screaming in utter horror and agony as the terrifying experience of being chewed on and eaten alive still lingered in his mind and body.
But before he could come back to his senses, All of a sudden he felt a strong choking grip on his neck as if being hung by a rope tied to his neck, unable to breathe his legs started shaking and struggling for any kind of footing or support, but he found none. Soon due to the lack of oxygen, his mind started feeling numb and his consciousness fading away by the second.
But with the intense will to not die just yet, after exerting all of his willpower and strength he managed to grab the rope he was being hung by with both of his hands and pulled himself up with all of the strength that he could muster at that moment.
As he reached both of his hands and continued to climb upwards, the death grip of the rope around his neck started loosening, finally enabling him to breathe once again.
As he continued to climb up he soon felt his hands touching a wooden surface, which seemed like a branch of a tree, not wasting any time he continued to climb over the tree branch and managed to sit there.
Panting heavily he felt his heartbeat reverberating throughout his entire body. After resting for a while his breathing started returning to normal, taking a deep breath he started taking the ominous noose off his neck.
Having escaped the sudden hanging death, Harry started looking around to discern his surroundings. It was currently late nighttime, and the only sources of light making the eerie dark surroundings barely visible were the twin moon in the starry night sky, and the yellow lights of torches coming from an old European-style castle at some distance.
Staring at the unfamiliar scenery and place, a storm of countless questions started building up inside his already foggy and confused mind.
'Is this reincarnation?'
Harry Osborne could remember a few fragments of memories before waking up inside that Bizarre terrifying Nightmare...
According to his fragmented and foggy memories, the very last thing he remembered was getting swallowed inside a horrifying spatial rift, after which everything just went black...
Knowing full well that It was impossible to survive getting sucked into a spatial rift further boosted his theory of being reincarnated into an alternate world...
Furthermore, the planet on which he lived had only a single moon, but here he could clearly see two silver moons with quite a bit of size difference, hung up in the dark indigo night sky packed full of stars and unknown constellations, not to mention, the usage of torches was considered a thing of ancient times and was non-existent in his homeland.
'H-have I really transmigrated to another world?' Harry's clouded eyes widened slightly.
Having grown up reading various isekai fantasy novels, he had often fantasized about finding himself in such a scenario. Yet, reality often proves itself to be hard to swallow.
No matter how much he tried to convince himself, he was still not fully able to grasp the reality of his current situation...
'Calm down, calm down..…' After taking a few deep breaths, Harry tried hard to suppress the raging storm of myriad questions and guesses constantly arising inside his mind.
But suddenly at that moment, a rush of foreign memories started flooding into his mind like tidal waves.
Clutching his head with both of his hands, he kept taking in deep breaths...and soon the waves of memories started getting organized in his mind...
Aron Smith, the youngest son of Alfredo D Smith the Late Viscount of Almazure located in the Southern Continent's Grazzier Empire. He is also a recent graduate from the Imperial Academy of Grazzier…
After the death of both of his parents, his elder brother Aiden Smith had been appointed as the current Viscount of Almazure by the Grazzier Empire. He and his brother had been very close to each other since childhood thus his brother has been taking care of him since then…
His elder brother Aiden has recently invited an apprentice Arcanist named Richard Zorg to check his magic talent along with all the people working in the Smith Castle.
Richard was one of his brother's oldest friends from the imperial academy, who later on got admitted into the Imperial Arcane tower of Grazzier after being tested with magic talent...
….At Present
As Harry Osborne who was now Aron Smith finally came back to his senses, he looked at the tree he was sitting on as well as the eerie rope hanging from the tree where he was hung a few seconds ago, Just looking at the rope in the middle of the dark eerie night sent chills down his spine….
Not wanting to stay in this place any longer, he started climbing down the tall tree, but as he was climbing down, his right hand started hurting, when he looked at his right hand, he saw a large cut that had been torn in the middle of his palm by a knife or a sharp blade. But he sucked up the pain and continued to climb down the tree.
As soon as he got down from the tree onto the green lush lawn, he started hurriedly walking toward the castle.
while walking he could hear the eerie howling sound of the late-night winds, the howling of stray dogs from outside the castle, and the sound of leaves and bushes shaking in the wind...all of these creepy sounds further enhanced the eerieness of the dark night, making him feel as if he was inside a horror movie.
'F#ck! I'm getting out of here…..'
Cursing inside his mind he started running at full speed as his life depended on it, and soon he was halfway through and was nearing the castle.
Looking at the old European-style castle….it too started looking a bit eerie and spooky in the middle of the night, like those haunted castles filled with terrifying ghosts and demons that he had seen in countless horror movies…..
'Don't think just run!!'
As he continued to run, soon he reached a small pond that was located at some distance near the castle, the small pond was currently reflecting the beautiful twin moons and the starry sky like a heavenly mirror.
Looking at the beautiful scene, he felt some of the tension in his mind and body fading away bit by bit. And seeing as the castle was also nearby, he began to relax a bit. He started moving toward the small pond to wash away the dried blood on his right hand.
But as he got near the pond and saw the dark reflection on its surface, Harry suddenly felt a jolt of chills running down his spine, his pupils contracted and his blood ran cold.
Because at the moment, the reflection that appeared on the surface of the pond was not his, but that of a clown who looked similar to the one who chewed on him and devoured him alive in his nightmare!!
Unable to move, he suddenly found himself frozen on the spot by the overwhelming sense of terror and fear building up in his mind...
But as he continued to stare at the reflection, he observed that the reflection of the clown's face on the surface of the pond also had the same terrified expression as him.
Gathering all of his courage and willpower he moved his left hand toward his face and tried to touch it, when he looked at his left hand, he saw his fingers being covered in white paint!
Taking a deep breath, he started moving towards the pond and squatted down near the edge of the pond.
The reflection on the pond had the same makeup as that of the dreadful clown from his nightmare but the face was different, scooping a handful of cold water from the pond, he splashed it on his face, and soon the white paint and makeup started coming off his face, and after thoroughly washing his face clean, what awaited him was an unfamiliar handsome face...
With a sweep of his gaze, Harry saw the reflection of his new self on the surface of the pond—the present him.
Silky Blonde hair, smooth fair skin, bright ocean blue eyes, and an extremely handsome face.
He was currently wearing a high-quality white cotton shit and black pants over his lean body…
Looking at his current self, he couldn't help but appreciate his current appearance.
Just as he was lost in his train of thoughts, suddenly "Who's there!?" a loud gruff voice brought him back to his senses. When he got up and looked back he saw two knights in silver armor staring at his location, standing away at some distance.
'ohh, they must be the castle guards…'
"It's me Aron" Harry shouted back at them. Soon the knights quickly walked towards him and looked at him with a hint of surprise and confusion in their eyes.
"Master Aron! Are you Alright!? What are you doing here in the middle of the night!? It can be quite dangerous to roam around carelessly during nighttime!" said the guard on the left in a solemn tone.
"Yes Master Aron, poisonous snakes, and harmful insects are lurking around during this time, you could have been bitten by any of those if not careful," said the guard on the right.
"Sorry I just wanted to get some fresh air, don't worry, I'm fine, I was just about to head back now," said Harry as he started walking towards the castle.