The loud, mechanical bell chime pierced through my eardrums, jolting me awake from a deep slumber.
Groggily, I opened my eyes to find myself in an unfamiliar room.
The space was enormous, with a tidy interior that seemed almost sterile. I rubbed my temples, trying to shake off the haze.
My body felt stiff, as if I'd been sleeping for an eternity.
As I slowly sat up, memories of the previous day's events came flooding back.
I recalled being shot by a psychopath on my way home from school. My mind reeled in confusion - shouldn't I be dead?
I threw off the covers and got out of bed, my eyes scanning the room for any clues.
The interior was sleek and modern, with a hint of luxury. A lavender air freshener lingered in the air, filling my senses.
I pinched my cheeks, wondering if I was dreaming, but the pain told me I was very much awake.
I approached the mirror, and my reflection stared back at me. But something was off.
My black hair was now a vibrant red, with black streaks framing my face. My blue eyes had transformed into piercing red orbs. I looked like a completely different person.
Just then, my phone buzzed with an incoming text. I picked it up, and the screen lit up with a message from someone named Natasha.
[Don't forget, today's the entrance exam for the academy, so don't be late, Nate.]
I felt a surge of confusion. Who was Natasha, and why was she texting me? And what academy was she talking about?
As I pondered these questions, I noticed a watch on my wrist. It looked familiar, but I couldn't quite place it. I tapped on the screen, and a system interface popped up.
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Name: Nathaniel Hunt
Race: Human
Age: 16
Abilities: Integration, Angel's Wings
Synchronisation rate: 9%
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Suddenly, everything clicked into place. I had transmigrated into my favorite novel, Echoes of War, as the final and main antagonist, Nathan Hunt.
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I let out a deep, tired breath, feeling the weight of my newfound reality settling in.
It had been an hour since I woke up in this unfamiliar world, and I had already uncovered a plethora of information.
The sleek, modern bedroom apartment I found myself in was courtesy of my "family" in this world, a notion that still felt surreal.
As I gazed out the window, the sprawling metropolis of Eden stretched out before me.
The capital city of Nublar Island was a marvel of modern architecture, with towering skyscrapers and neon-lit streets that seemed to pulse with energy.
But amidst the beauty and innovation, I knew that this world was also home to a harsh reality – one of war, conflict, and strife.
My thoughts turned to the Nublar Academy, the prestigious military institution that was the epitome of excellence in this world.
It was a place where the brightest and most talented young minds came to hone their skills, to become the leaders of tomorrow.
And I, Nathaniel Hunt, was destined to become the arch-nemesis of the academy's star student, the protagonist of this world.
I couldn't help but let out a wry laugh at the absurdity of it all.
Who would have thought that I, a humble reader from another world, would find myself reincarnated as the main antagonist of a novel?
It was a twist of fate that was somewhat both exhilarating and terrifying.
As I stood there, lost in thought, the city outside seemed to fade into the background, replaced by the looming specter of my destiny.
I was Nathaniel Hunt, the villain of this world, and I had a feeling that my journey was only just beginning.