It was early morning when, Fischer Raymond was taking a train to where he worked at. He was in his mid 20's. He wasn't quite attractive. He stroked his black, rubbed his half red eyes, and pinched his temples from staying awake last night. Now you might guess reading Webnovels, nah it was work. Yep, Ray was working and today was a meeting he needs to attend.
The train nearly at the station, but suddenly THUD!! and the train derailed. Fischer was taken by a shock and instantly jolted. He got up on his feet maintaining balance, but suddenly the train flipped, causing him to jump out of reflex and trying to process everything. He tried his best, using the people in front of him for protection but in the end fate got him.
When Fischer woke up, he couldn't feel his body anymore, it was a weird feeling. He realized he was in the afterlife, floating in an infinite sea of cosmos, where he might never see light.
Suddenly he heard a voice coming inside his head.
"Hello Fischer" the voice said
"Oh hello God" Fischer replied
"Haha, so you know me.." the voice replied
"Well that's the best explanation I have, so neither hell or heave?" Fischer said.
"No, well you are in the afterlife where you can rest forever, but that wouldn't be fun wouldn't it? That's why I can send you, to a world where you can live your wildest dream, a world of magic perhaps" the voice laughed.
The offer was intriguing, the voice certainly believed Fischer would take it, but his response caught the voice by surprise.
"Hahaha, no" Fischer replied
The voice jolted.
"Heh? Well, think about the fun" the voice said
"Yeah, I've seen what happens to those people, they die in the most horrible way or would go through infinite trauma" Fischer replied promptly
"Heh? Well you have no choice" the voice said
"Huh? I see, well at least can I not be the mc?" Fischer said
"Why not?" the voice said
"Well, the MC just has a written path and never truly explores the world, he just sits inside his cottage with his maidens until he grows old" Fischer replied
"Uh.. okay.." the voice said
"Also no system" Fischer said
"Okay, now why is that?" the voice asked
"Because if you don't complete missions you die, if you do complete them nothing feels like anymore fun so" Fischer replied
Sighing and agreeing to Fischer, the voice finally said.
"Fine" the voice last words, before Fischer woke up inside the body of another person named Von Hoffman. Von Hoffman, a spiritual seeker, known for his abilities to capture Ghost inside his cameras. As Fischer absorbed all the information about Von Hoffman he nodded, before looking himself in the mirror.
Von, had his hair dyed white, green eyes, white skin, 5'11 and was in all average. Fischer looked around his lavish room. He could tell Von was rich. Poor him, Fischer now got all of this.
"If God was saying the truth it should be a fantasy world, meaning there could be possibility my scandals, or Von's scandals, will be found out soon enough" Fischer thought about it.
At this very moment, the old butler barged in, interrupting Fischer's thoughts. "Young Master, are you ready, for one of your miracles again?" the old butler asked.
Fischer looked at him. By Von's memories, the man in front of him is Lenard Miller.
"Yes, Lenard, it's just uh.. sometimes you know you just can't always withstand the dead" Fischer replied.
"Well is Young Master okay?" Lenard asked
"Yeah.. just uh.. I let you know if I am departing or not" Fischer replied.
Lenard nodded his head before he closed the doors. Fischer dropped his act immediately and looked around. Well it was logical to, if Von is a traveler then he must have a map, and a compass. But his quick steps were halted, as he saw the shadow outside of his room.
Fischer took upon the act immediately, muttering few words and sprinkling water upon his with the nearby jug of water. He muttered randomly as he walked around and around.
Lenard outside the room heard muttering like
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"Well you stupid... I am not there.. I AM YOU.. WHY??"
Lenard was scared, as he heard the last voice. He gasped and stepped back. Fischer pretended to hear that and walked towards the door. Lenard immediately sprinted away from there.
Fischer then went back and looked around. Gladly he found some maps. A map, to where he was now, City of Gold.
Fischer then looked around for a sac and found one. He put the maps and the compass in it and hid it under his bed.
After a few minutes.
He came out of his room, acting sick.
Lenard was waiting with the carriage.
"Master are you alright?"
Fischer rubbed his temples and said - "Let's just go".