Pain.
It hurts.
Of course, it would hurt, I got hit by a fucking bus. Why wouldn't it hurt like a bitch?
But… where am I?
I was in too much pain to move my head, but I felt the darkness around me, if it could even be called darkness. It's more like a crushing void of nothing.
A scale appears in front of me and I felt excruciating pain as I watched my heart get torn from my chest and begin floating to the scale before suddenly plunging back into my chest.
"No, not yet." I heard a man's voice whisper in my ear before I suddenly got pulled backwards.
I blinked once and the pain suddenly vanished along with the darkness, instead I found myself laying on my back on a cold uneven stone floor looking up at a stone ceiling.
"No… absolutely not."
I sat up to take in my surroundings, I found myself in a damp cave covered in glowing moss from floor to ceiling and I find myself clothed in a basic linen shirt and pants, that's it.
I ran my hands through my shaggy, pitch black hair and my pale, almost translucent skin shines in the dim light of the moss. My dark brown-almost-black eyes scan the cave quickly.
"NO! No no no no no!" I scramble to get up and as if confirming my worst fears, a black panel appears before me with golden letters scrawled across it.
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System Notice.
You have been chosen as the 28374th successor!
Message attached: "Don't disappoint me."
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I've been transmigrated. In my super important opinion, transmigration and reincarnation into other worlds is a nightmare.
In concept, it's amazing.
In practice, it's shit.
Especially if it's a technologically stunted fantasy world.
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Welcome to the world of Alterra!
I am The System, I am here to help you on your journey to become The Successor.
This world is split up into 3 continents: Glinor, The Continent of Magic, Ecane, The Holy Continent, and Naecreyai The Land of Martial Arts.
There are many different types of magical energy in this world but the main three are: Mana used by Mage's with their superior intellect, Holy Power used by Priests worshiping a god, and Aura used by Martial Artists by honing their body and soul.
You are currently in the Continent of Glinor.
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"Great" I put my head back and sigh "I wish I had a cigarette" I mutter and look back at the dimly lit surroundings "Let's get this over with" I began to walk down the singular path out of the dimly lit cave.