A warm feeling embraced Jack, flowing through brown wooden windows with small holes that allowed the warm sunlight to seep through...
When Jack regained consciousness, he found himself in a white bed made for two people. In front of him was an old TV that seemed to be from the nineties, but he didn't care because he was facing an existential crisis...
"What the hell is happening?"
A pain settled in Jack's mind, causing him to roll onto the floor. Jack's body temperature rose and his heart rate increased until he felt pain in his chest...
"Damn it, I'm going to die... I'm going to die!"
"Wait, this feeling isn't strange to me. Yes, the cell!"
Jack gradually began to remember his past life and a bit of his current life. It seemed that his rationality in this life helped to reduce the madness that afflicted him in the past life...
But not without a cost. The intertwined emotions of both lives - pain, happiness, sadness, and ecstasy - all fought in his mind, and the pain was truly terrible.
After about 20 minutes of pain and rolling on the floor, Jack calmed down and began to think about his condition.
"It seems the last thing I remember is killing myself in the cell, and it appears my name in this life is Edward, I'm eighteen years old, and I'm sleeping on a bed made for two people. And it looks like my skin is pure and glowing more than girls' skin."
"Wait, am I transgender? I need to look in the mirror, but I can't get up, I'm paralyzed! Damn it! Wait, why are my toes moving?"
After a moment of realization, a scream came out from the depths of his vocal cords:
"I can stand! I can stand! Damn it, I'm standing on my feet!"
After about twenty minutes of jumping like a madman, a tear fell from Jack's eyes.
"Damn, I really missed this feeling."
"Wait, I need to see myself in the mirror first. I'd rather be paralyzed than transgender."
Jack approached the mirror in his room. He was In front of a mirror framed with intricately carved wood. In it, he saw:
"A young man with a jewel-shaped face, his face seemed sculpted with a pencil, a long masculine Greek nose, and it looked proportionate to his face, brown eyes that seemed to hold two colors, brown and black in Their pupils , long black hair that looked like it hadn't lost a single strand since it started growing, but it looked messy after the continuous jumping and rolling on the floor, and a body that needed a lot of rehabilitation, and I mean a lot, standing at 1.80 meters tall."
Jack thought: "I mean, it's not bad after all. Wait, I woke up in a house that's not mine or my cell, and in a body that's not mine, and the first thing I think about is whether I'm transgender or not? What's wrong with me? Hahaha."
Jack seemed amused until a knock came at the door. The voice sounded like a girl in her twenties.
"Why are you screaming like a madman? Did you fall out of bed or something?"
Jack's heart raced and he began to sweat.
"What if she finds out that I'm not Edward from my voice? Or something that only that transgender person does? I can't walk around pretending to be a transgender the whole time here, can I?"
Of course, Jack recognized the voice. He had some memories from Edward's past. The voice belonged to his sister Olivia, who was twenty-four years old.
The same voice came again:
"I know you're awake, you scoundrel! Open the door or I'll come in!"
Jack thought:
"(Scoundrel) Why? What did I do to her?"
"Wait, the door isn't locked. That damn transgender person doesn't even lock his door."
Jack answered: "Wait, I'm coming."
He opened the door and saw:
A tall girl with big blue eyes like a lake, slightly wet yellow hair that seemed to take its shape from the sunlight, a small pointed nose, and a round face that gave a good impression to everyone she met for the first time. She was wearing a long white dress with touches of light pink, a simple and elegant design that perfectly showcased her curvy waist. Her appearance made her dominate the conversation even before it started.
She spoke with a voice that carried a bit of anger and urgency:
"Where did you put my hairdryer when you used it last time? Speak quickly, I'm in a hurry, I have work to do outside."
Jack hadn't yet recovered from his astonishment after seeing his sister's beauty, so he kept staring at her like this "..."
Olivia spoke this time with real anger:
"Did you fall hard on your head? Speak, you fool I don't have time! "
Jack answered with a bit of embarrassment, as he hadn't spoken much with the opposite gender except for his mother...
"Ah yes, I'm sorry, I don't know where it is."
He thought to himself:
"That damn transgender person even uses girls' hairdryers! Oh my God, is this hell?"
His sister turned and pointed her middle finger at him and left, and she looked slightly surprised by Jack's response...
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"Jack didn't care much about his sister, after all, he had more important things to think about. After remembering his mother and his past, A cold radiance appeared in his brown eyes .
Jack returned to his bed and began to think about the newly acquired information from Edward's memories.
"It seems that I have a mother and a father and a sister in this life, and my father is a knight serving the empire."
Jack couldn't get much information from Edward. He didn't know if Edward was just a fool who only thought about his skin or if the memories of his current life hadn't fully reached him. Therefore, he decided to leave his room and start exploring his external world, or rather, what lies beyond his room."