Chapter 1: Reincarnated
The first thing I noticed was the terrible ringing in my ear. After a few seconds of trying to calm myself down, I tried to take in this unfamiliar yet familiar place. I was in a bed with a gorgeous brunette who was also unfamiliar to me. The ceiling was a wooden one, and not the modern type, the antique type. At first I was quite confused, and then after noticing that I'm in a different place and in a different body all together I got excited. I seemed to have been reincarnated/isekaied to a different world. Typically the first thing that would come to mind of an otaku.
I was thinking to myself "This is it. This is my chance to be a protagonist and a HERO of this world."
So the next thing I did was to recall the last memory I had. I was orphaned at a young age. Bullied into seclusion, so I hid and became a disgusting fat otaku who hardly go out and only move my body when I needed to pee, to poop, or to eat.
Guessing from all this, I probably had a heart attack during my sleep. And being alone in my own purgatory of an apartment, I think no one will notice my death until my corpse starts to stinks.
Heh.
Enough of that. Who cares. I am now in a new world with a beautiful girl in my bed who is still sleeping. And i will be a protagonist. Hahaha.
Now since i was transported to a new world I should get a cheat system right?
Hah.
Let me check. Now, how exactly do I check it?
Hmmh
Nothing.
I tried waving my hand to see if there's a game-like system. None.
I tried focusing on my lower abdomen to check for some chakra. None.
I tried feeling my body for anything special like fangs or claws or horns. None
What the hell? Nothing..?
Well, there is still one more thing to try. It's gotta be the old man in my head right?. We'll see.
So I closed my eyes. Focused on my head trying to communicate with anything, and then it happened. Tons of memories flooded my head seemingly attempting to burst my head open. I never felt such pain before so I focus on the memories to try and forget the pain.
And as I was watching this memories like fast forwarding a movie, all I can think about is "please do not let me be this character. Please God Almighty, I wouldn't even mind being an extra or a refugee to what's about to happen to this world. Just please do not let me be this guy."
So, after the memory upload i just had - well more like memory unlock -, the next thing I did was to go to a mirror to check what i currently look like.
Good physique, composed stature, quite the handsome face, and lastly the silvery gray hair. The most recognizable trait of our family. The Royal family of Graycastle, the Wimbledon.
Hah.
I guess I can no longer deny this. So I'm in this body again. I guess I have to live better this time, as I really got reincarnated back to my previous life. My life as a prince, a scheming brother, mass murderer, and at the end of my life a coward. I need to live this life again, as Timothy Wimbledon.
Hah
And I thought my life on earth was bad. At least I never hurt someone there.
This so mess up.