Federal Calendar 11th July 2145
The next morning, I woke up with a renewed sense of determination. The events of the previous day had been overwhelming, and I needed to gather my thoughts and reassess my situation.
As I sat up in bed, I took a deep breath and ran through everything in my mind. Did I miss anything important? Was there something I overlooked amidst the chaos and confusion?
As I lay on my bed, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions, I couldn't help but reflect on the nature of my transmigration into this new reality.
The evidence was undeniable. The calendar on my phone displayed the date as 11th July 2145, a staggering 100 years ahead of my previous life in 2045. It was a jarring realization that I had been thrust into the future, a world reshaped by the emergence of mana.
I gazed at the ceiling, contemplating the implications of this time leap. How had the world changed in the century I had missed? What events had unfolded in my absence? The curiosity burned within me. What the hell was I going to do if someone asked me about the history of this world? I had missed an entire fucking 100 years of history.
The flickering light from the TV screen caught my attention, drawing me back to the present. The news anchor's voice filled the room once again, bringing me up to speed on the latest developments in the wake of the Mana Awakening.
"Reports of unprecedented mana fluctuations and unstable dungeon portals are pouring in from around the world," the anchor reported with a grim expression. "The sudden influx of mana has disrupted the delicate balance of nature, causing cataclysmic phenomena and plunging entire regions into chaos."
Images of crumbling buildings, raging elemental storms, and devastated landscapes flashed across the screen, painting a grim picture of a world on the brink of collapse. The magnitude of the situation sent shivers down my spine, and a deep sense of foreboding settled over me.
The emergence of mana had not brought only boundless potential and extraordinary abilities. It had also unleashed unforeseen consequences, thrusting the world into a perilous state. The very fabric of reality seemed to be unraveling, and the repercussions were felt far and wide.
As I absorbed the distressing news, another announcement caught my attention. "In response to the escalating crisis, the World Federation has established the Magic Association," the anchor declared. "This organization will serve as the central authority in managing and mitigating the effects of the Mana Awakening, as well as providing support to those affected by the growing chaos."
The formation of the Magic Association intrigued me. It seemed to be a glimmer of hope amidst the turmoil, an institution dedicated to understanding and resolving the problems arising from the Mana Awakening.
I couldn't help but wonder, "How is the government so efficient here? I thought government processes would be just as slow as in my past reality." However, the stark contrast in the timeline between my previous life and the present made it abundantly clear that things were vastly different here.
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After watching that news video and scrolling through posts on my phone, one thing became clear in my mind: I needed to gather everything important for survival and hunker down. The world was descending into chaos, with humans and monsters killing each other. I couldn't rely on anyone else to ensure my safety.
With that determination, I immediately headed to the nearest store to pack essential rations and supplies. I knew that in times like these, having enough food, water, and other necessities would be crucial. As I filled my cart with non-perishable items and grabbed a few survival tools, a mix of anxiety and adrenaline coursed through my veins.
Next, I reached out to my parents, hoping to ensure their safety as well. My father being an army officer, I believed they would be in a better position to handle the unfolding crisis. I called them, urging them to take precautions and stay vigilant. The sound of their voices provided some comfort, but I couldn't shake off the underlying worry for their well-being.
As I packed my belongings, thoughts raced through my mind. How would I survive in this new reality? What skills and knowledge did I possess that could aid me in this chaotic world? I knew I had to be resourceful, adaptable, and ready to face any challenge that came my way.
As I made my way home through the crowded thoroughfares, I couldn't help but notice the emergence of guilds.
It was a phenomenon that had arisen out of the dire necessity for collective strength and protection in these turbulent times.
These guilds offered a sanctuary and support system for individuals who had awakened their mana, providing them with a means to band together and navigate the dangers that lurked beyond their walls.
However, I couldn't ignore the fact that each guild had its own agenda. Some were driven by the pursuit of wealth, while others sought something else entirely. It was a harsh reality that reminded me that nothing in this world comes for free.
Each guild boasted its own emblem and a distinct sense of camaraderie. Some specialized in combat, wielding their mana to defend against threats and restore order, while others focused on healing and support, tending to the wounded and providing solace amidst the chaos. It reminded Alex of the popular novel, "Solo Leveling," .
As his eyes fell upon one particular guild, a mix of awe and bewilderment overcame him. "How could this guild recruit such a massive number of members in such a short amount of time?" he muttered aloud, his mind grappling with the astounding feat.
On my way home, I witnessed a horrifying scene of people mercilessly beating someone. My heart ached with the desire to intervene and help, but a deep sense of fear washed over me as I realized my own vulnerability.
I couldn't ignore the stark reality that I was not like those protagonists in novels who always seemed to attract calamities and emerge victorious. I was just an ordinary person, and my priority had to be my own self-preservation. It saddened me to accept that I couldn't save everyone.
The impending apocalypse would claim the lives of countless individuals, and my powerlessness in the face of such a catastrophic event weighed heavily on me.
After watching this, I couldn't help but think about the importance of power.
When humans face impossible situations, they often resort to desperate measures, even turning against each other. I realized that in order to protect myself and my family, I couldn't simply rely on the government to handle this problem. I had to take matters into my own hands.
But how? I didn't even know when I would awaken my mana and abilities. However, one thing was certain: this world was on the brink of an impending apocalypse. In a world where power determines survival, I had to make myself strong. Only then could I ensure the safety of myself, my family, and my loved ones.
After that, I arrived home. My house is located at 44 Maple Street, which is quite different from my previous life's home. Here, I live alone. Once I reached home, I packed all my belongings and stored them away. Exhausted, I lay down on the bed. Today had been a tiring day for me.
Just as I was about to go to sleep, I started feeling a sharp pain in my heart, as if numerous tiny needles were pricking it. The pain spread throughout my entire body, as if ants were biting me relentlessly. The intensity of the pain increased significantly, and I lost consciousness.
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