Ethan remained quite calm, despite his new appearance. He had accepted the cold fact that he wasn't in his world anymore so quickly; his only question was how such a phenomenon existed—seemingly, he had been called into this alternate world by Finn, maybe. But the reason was simple: to achieve Finn's dream.
He also pondered what would happen to his actual body... Would he be dead, or would the previous occupier of this body be sent back to his own world, like an exchange?
Ethan formulated an answer for his own question. Since his clear goal was to achieve Finn's dream and, therefore, he would be sent back to his own world, did that mean Finn might actually be in his body, living as him while he was here?
Then, once the quest was completed, they would swap back. This wasn't confirmed but was more of an assumption.
Well, that perceived prosperity, as Ethan had never had any clear goal in life; he'd simply become a police officer because his parents forced him to, as they were high officials in the department.
Indeed, he came from a wealthy home.
Ethan decided to check the time on his phone, only to be met by a password for which the code was already known in his head.
Tap-tap! (Triple taps)
A silent click was released as it unlocked.
Going through the phone, he found everything cleared off. There were no photos or videos present, and the account tied to the phone's cloud had also been wiped. He couldn't seem to remember the details.
"I suspect something more serene here! Could it also be related to the mysterious writer? The phone seems to be wiped clean, just like the memories of some details on it..."
His gaze lifted slightly, and he noticed the current time—7:23 AM, Monday!
Oh! I'm going to be late for resumption. I can't be so irresponsible on my first day.... Ethan thought as he quickly got rid of his blood-soaked singlet, dumping it under his desk since he had no other place for disposal.
The blood around the room disturbed him and made him anxious about how he would dispose of it, but that couldn't be done now; he could only pray that no one saw it.
He swiftly wrapped himself in a dirty white towel to get a clean bath.
The Academy was set to resume all activities by 8:50 AM every Monday, while on other school days, it was precisely 8:00 AM.
Moving closer to the worn-out brown wooden door, he studied the lock and noticed that it wasn't broken; either Finn hadn't locked the door, or the person had the key, or they had entered with Finn, knowing them well and giving acceptance.
He had no memory of everything that had happened from the previous night to the morning he woke up. The bloodbath and scene were still fresh, indicating it hadn't been many hours since.
His indescribable wound suddenly getting healed, which he considered a privilege of being a transmigrator.
Though he didn't want to relate Webtoon fictions to this presumably alternate reality, there were significant gaps!
Not that he had even read any Webtoon about such matters; he only read hentai and shoot-out stories—realistic fiction, slice of life, and adult content.
He pressed his hands onto the door knob and turned it downwards, swinging the door open as he stepped back and then closed it.
Ethan was now in a passage, dimly lit by yellow bulbs fixed inside lanterns bound to the walls, a total of six on each side. The walls were painted white, and the ground was in the same condition as his room, reflecting the overall state of the building.
A total of fifteen tenants lived in this two-storey building, seven on the top floor where Finn resided, and eight on the ground floor.
There were two bathrooms and toilets on each floor, with the top floor's just at the end.
Naturally, it would be free from other tenants right now, as most had already left for work as early as 6 AM, while others might be sleeping until 8 AM. So, this was a good time to bathe!
Ethan carefully walked through the passage, his head slightly stained with blood, while some had become more like paint on his temples, with certain areas blackened and grimy.
....He hoped no tenant would come out at this peculiar time!
Reaching closer to the bathroom, he dashed in, swinging open the red wooden door and shutting it closed with a fixed lock.
Bam!
At that moment, a female tenant emerged from her room.
Bam!
She shut the door hard behind her and walked towards the staircase, reaching the ground floor after a few paces before heading out to buy some item.
A couple of minutes later, Ethan was done.
The blood had been washed away from his body and into the sinkhole on the ground, with a bit of water flowing with it.
He made sure to scrub the floor with a brush used for cleaning in order to eliminate any signs of blood traces.
Ethan emerged from the bathroom with his hair wet and tousled, water dripping onto his chest from his hair. He had taken a quick dry inside the bathroom but left his hair wet for his own reasons.
....
Now back inside his room, he approached an elegant luggage placed beside his broken armchair; this was where the Academy's uniform was stored.
As he opened the black luggage zip, he discovered a crisp white buttoned shirt with the Academy's crest emblazoned on the left chest—a magical book was drawn in line art, with two wands crossed beneath it.
"Hmm... humble design..." Ethan sarcastically remarked.
Then, he spotted a tie, navy blue with tiny stars dotted all around it.
Next, he saw a blazer, also tailored navy blue with gold trim and the Academy's crest on the left pocket.
"These mates are really serious about their Academy... what's with the barrage of their crest all over the uniform?"
He then found a pair of dark grey trousers and polished black dress shoes. At least the crest wasn't plastered all over those.
Putting on the uniform and finally knotting the tie, he swept his hair back and then to the side, revealing a bit of his forehead.
He gazed out of the window with a smile.
"I guess now I'm going by the name "Finn"..."
He picked up an identification card shortly after this declaration. Yes, the Academy's crest was affixed to the centre of the card, while his name and class—Magical being or Non-magical being—were displayed beneath it.
It resembled an everyday ID card, with his class marked as a Non-magical being.
The card was a blend of blue and a hidden fire red; when turned towards the sun, it would shine fire red, but in darkness, it appeared a deep blue.
After this, he picked up a small book that had been given to him upon acceptance into the Mixt Academy.
"Ethics and Glory in the Academy..." Ethan, or rather now Finn, repeated the words written on the front cover of the 28-chapter book.Ethan remained quite calm, despite his new appearance. He had accepted the cold fact that he wasn't in his world anymore so quickly; his only question was how such a phenomenon existed—seemingly, he had been called into this alternate world by Finn, maybe. But the reason was simple: to achieve Finn's dream.
He also pondered what would happen to his actual body... Would he be dead, or would the previous occupier of this body be sent back to his own world, like an exchange?
Ethan formulated an answer for his own question. Since his clear goal was to achieve Finn's dream and, therefore, he would be sent back to his own world, did that mean Finn might actually be in his body, living as him while he was here?
Then, once the quest was completed, they would swap back. This wasn't confirmed but was more of an assumption.
Well, that perceived prosperity, as Ethan had never had any clear goal in life; he'd simply become a police officer because his parents forced him to, as they were high officials in the department.
Indeed, he came from a wealthy home.
Ethan decided to check the time on his phone, only to be met by a password for which the code was already known in his head.
Tap-tap! (Triple taps)
A silent click was released as it unlocked.
Going through the phone, he found everything cleared off. There were no photos or videos present, and the account tied to the phone's cloud had also been wiped. He couldn't seem to remember the details.
"I suspect something more serene here! Could it also be related to the mysterious writer? The phone seems to be wiped clean, just like the memories of some details on it..."
His gaze lifted slightly, and he noticed the current time—7:23 AM, Monday!
Oh! I'm going to be late for resumption. I can't be so irresponsible on my first day.... Ethan thought as he quickly got rid of his blood-soaked singlet, dumping it under his desk since he had no other place for disposal.
The blood around the room disturbed him and made him anxious about how he would dispose of it, but that couldn't be done now; he could only pray that no one saw it.
He swiftly wrapped himself in a dirty white towel to get a clean bath.
The Academy was set to resume all activities by 8:50 AM every Monday, while on other school days, it was precisely 8:00 AM.
Moving closer to the worn-out brown wooden door, he studied the lock and noticed that it wasn't broken; either Finn hadn't locked the door, or the person had the key, or they had entered with Finn, knowing them well and giving acceptance.
He had no memory of everything that had happened from the previous night to the morning he woke up. The bloodbath and scene were still fresh, indicating it hadn't been many hours since.
His indescribable wound suddenly getting healed, which he considered a privilege of being a transmigrator.
Though he didn't want to relate Webtoon fictions to this presumably alternate reality, there were significant gaps!
Not that he had even read any Webtoon about such matters; he only read hentai and shoot-out stories—realistic fiction, slice of life, and adult content.
He pressed his hands onto the door knob and turned it downwards, swinging the door open as he stepped back and then closed it.
Ethan was now in a passage, dimly lit by yellow bulbs fixed inside lanterns bound to the walls, a total of six on each side. The walls were painted white, and the ground was in the same condition as his room, reflecting the overall state of the building.
A total of fifteen tenants lived in this two-storey building, seven on the top floor where Finn resided, and eight on the ground floor.
There were two bathrooms and toilets on each floor, with the top floor's just at the end.
Naturally, it would be free from other tenants right now, as most had already left for work as early as 6 AM, while others might be sleeping until 8 AM. So, this was a good time to bathe!
Ethan carefully walked through the passage, his head slightly stained with blood, while some had become more like paint on his temples, with certain areas blackened and grimy.
....He hoped no tenant would come out at this peculiar time!
Reaching closer to the bathroom, he dashed in, swinging open the red wooden door and shutting it closed with a fixed lock.
Bam!
At that moment, a female tenant emerged from her room.
Bam!
She shut the door hard behind her and walked towards the staircase, reaching the ground floor after a few paces before heading out to buy some item.
A couple of minutes later, Ethan was done.
The blood had been washed away from his body and into the sinkhole on the ground, with a bit of water flowing with it.
He made sure to scrub the floor with a brush used for cleaning in order to eliminate any signs of blood traces.
Ethan emerged from the bathroom with his hair wet and tousled, water dripping onto his chest from his hair. He had taken a quick dry inside the bathroom but left his hair wet for his own reasons.
....
Now back inside his room, he approached an elegant luggage placed beside his broken armchair; this was where the Academy's uniform was stored.
As he opened the black luggage zip, he discovered a crisp white buttoned shirt with the Academy's crest emblazoned on the left chest—a magical book was drawn in line art, with two wands crossed beneath it.
"Hmm... humble design..." Ethan sarcastically remarked.
Then, he spotted a tie, navy blue with tiny stars dotted all around it.
Next, he saw a blazer, also tailored navy blue with gold trim and the Academy's crest on the left pocket.
"These mates are really serious about their Academy... what's with the barrage of their crest all over the uniform?"
He then found a pair of dark grey trousers and polished black dress shoes. At least the crest wasn't plastered all over those.
Putting on the uniform and finally knotting the tie, he swept his hair back and then to the side, revealing a bit of his forehead.
He gazed out of the window with a smile.
"I guess now I'm going by the name "Finn"..."
He picked up an identification card shortly after this declaration. Yes, the Academy's crest was affixed to the centre of the card, while his name and class—Magical being or Non-magical being—were displayed beneath it.
It resembled an everyday ID card, with his class marked as a Non-magical being.
The card was a blend of blue and a hidden fire red; when turned towards the sun, it would shine fire red, but in darkness, it appeared a deep blue.
After this, he picked up a small book that had been given to him upon acceptance into the Mixt Academy.
"Ethics and Glory in the Academy..." Ethan, or rather now Finn, repeated the words written on the front cover of the 28-chapter book.