I washed my face with cold water.
The smoke from the blast had filled my eyes. They were a little watery.
As I lifted my head, I could see a pair of ocean-blue eyes staring at me. They looked calm. I felt my mind relieved after seeing such calm in this chaotic world.
I just had dinner. It was one of the best I had ever eaten.
I say the same thing every time I eat.
Food had been a luxury to me in my childhood. Now, every time I eat, I try to enjoy this luxury to its limits.
After the day's work, I felt sleepy, so I decided to play some games before going to sleep.
There is this fantasy world game that I like a bit. It has some long-worded title.
I had begun to play it around two months ago, and every time, I enjoyed immersing myself in that world.
A world where the strong ruled. Of course, there were villains and heroes. But still, it was a unique experience for me every time I played the game.
One of the specialties of this game was that it had many villains. All the villains were strong but were killed by the protagonist of the game one after the other.
Although they were strong, they weren't united. I found it quite stupid.
Along with humans, there were also elves, dwarves, and vampires.
After many wars, all the races had learned to live together in peace.
To complete the game, one had to help the protagonist become stronger, gather powerful allies, and then defeat the villains one by one according to their arcs.
But this game had no end.
Even after defeating many villains, the game continued with interplanetary wars with other species.
A powerful species called Predators had launched a war to conquer Jutan, the planet where the game takes place.
One after the other, the wars and fights just go on in the game.
So I don't feel it has a real ending. This is my personal opinion.
The developers do say that there is an ending, but still, no one has reached it.
I played for around two hours, and now it was around 11 p.m.
I needed to get some sleep.
Thinking about tomorrow's plans, I lay face down on the bed on my belly and made myself comfortable.
But instead of going to sleep, I felt a bright light in my sleep. My eyes were closed; still, I felt it blinding my sight.
And the next thing I knew—I was staring at the stars in the black sky above me.
I couldn't control my body. As I tried to sit up, pain shot through my muscles.
The pain was unlike anything I had ever felt. Each muscle fiber felt like it was torn apart.
I inspected my body, and the situation wasn't pleasing. The entire skin on my body felt like it was just attached together. There were still cuts and marks everywhere.
But the surprising part was that I could feel my body healing with every second that passed.
It almost felt—magical.
I looked around to see my surroundings, but the only thing I could see were huge trees surrounding me from all sides.
I was likely in some forest. The ground beneath me was marked by some strange pattern.
Circles overlapped each other, and some sort of design was made.
It felt more like a ritual from ancient times.
The kind that they show in movies depicting ancient or fantasy worlds.
Wait!
Fantasy world... Only one thought ran in my head.
Transmigration.
The thing that they mentioned in modern novels about transferring to another world. Specifically, a world filled with magic powers.
Had the same thing happened to me? If so, where am I currently?
Before I could search for more answers, something flashed in my mind.
It felt foreign yet familiar. It felt like something was being forcefully recorded in my brain.
Sharp pain shot through my head, making me numb for a second. Before I could get used to the pain, more flashes of what felt like memories passed through my mind.
Instead of panicking, I let the process happen. I tried to lower the resistance of my mind to those strange memories.
Resisting them only led to more pain.
After what felt like an eternity, the pain stopped. I could then process what had happened.
Those memories were familiar. Like I had seen them somewhere before. I scanned the area around me, and then it occurred to me that I had seen all these things before in the game that I played.
These strange markings were the ritual that one of the villains in the game had performed.
And it wasn't any minor villain.
The memories that were forcefully imprinted in my mind were of none other than Kael Frost, the final villain of the game.
Also called the game's final boss.
I have transmigrated into the body of Kael Frost.
The realization struck me.
But instead of being depressed, I tried to understand the situation. It's true that I have long left my original world, and the chances of returning are unknown.
Crying about what had happened won't achieve a thing.
My goal had never changed; it had just been transferred to a new body.
All that I care for in the world is to survive.
It doesn't matter which body I inhabit. Whether I am X or Kael Frost, the only thing that I value is to live.
Now that the primary part is over, the next question that confuses me is—why am I the one who got transmigrated?
Did I meet some hidden conditions that resulted in such a situation?
What if some grand almighty entity had purposefully transmigrated me into this world?
If then, what is the end goal?
Should I try to change the plot of the novel from the original, or help the protagonist in his path to become stronger?
Or—
Fuck everything.
I will do what I do best!
I will do the same thing that I did in my previous world—that is, to rule.