A moment of darkness, and then a small light that begins to expand, until a pop sound was heard.

A young man with a peachy complexion laid sprawled out on the grass, his eyes trembling once then opening.

"Ugh..w-where? Am I still alive?" The man tries to get up, but sudden pain from his body makes him fall back down.

"Pain..? Didn't I-" The man begins to realizes something. He starts to relax and looks around.

He was lying on grass surrounded by thick trees, some of the sun's rays were shining on him and occasionally he could hear the sound of birds chirping.

"This...where am I?" He looks at his hands and realizes there are no scars, his hand wasn't even the same size with it now being more slim! He checks himself and realizes this body wasn't "his" body!

"Wha-what's going? Whose body is this? Just who am I then?!" The moment these thoughts appeared in his head, a headache that seems to pound harder and harder in his head made him start to spasm.

Argh! The man lets out yells of pain while twitching uncontrollably. He felt as if there were millions of needles in his head pricking him, while a small hammer continuously nailed them deeper. Never in his life has he felt this kind of pain with his hands grabbing the grass with such strength that blood starts to appear, gnashing his teeth so hard he feels as if he would crush them and twisting his body so hard he feels he might just snap his spine. He struggles to fight it for an unknown amount of time before he...blacks out.

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When the man wakes up, the sun has already set and night has come.

He blinks once, then twice before slowly getting up, while still wracked with pain he endures it to sit upright.

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He takes a deep breath then looks around a bit before closing his eyes to gather his thoughts.

After waking up, memories that did not belong to him slowly flooded him and as they gradually became clearer, they seemed to have merged with his "other" memories. Many scenes appeared in his head, as if he already experienced them before. He speculates the headache he received before could have been due to this.

From his memories, he knows this is no longer the same world. This world where magic prevailed and existed in abundance unlike his past world where technology ruled. There were 3 great giants in this land and they were the Azeroth Kingdom, The Empire of the South and the Holy Kingdom. The body he possesses now originally belonged to a noble of the Reyes family. He is the eldest of his siblings with a sister and a brother who were more talented and gifted than him, thus he had to put in more effort, yet the gap grew bigger and bigger. So as a last resort, he believed a rumor that there was a treasure that could help reverse this.

He entered the western forest of the Azeroth Kingdom known as the "Devil's Mountain" only to meet a mishap. He was chased and hunted by beasts, couldn't find or catch any food that was edible and in the end his mental stress and physical state detoriated till he broke down. In the end, perhaps the original owner passed away with bitterness.

The man opened his eyes after recalling things and took another deep breath. He could still feel a slight tug in his head, as if the merge wasn't yet complete.

"Leave it to me. What you want to accomplish, I shall carry on for you." The man spoke out his thoughts.

As if a reply was given, the pressure from his head disappeared and the merge was completed. His dual memories fully intertwined, yet he was still able to tell which one was which.

The man slowly stood up, gritting his teeth to withstand the pain and looked up at the night sky.

Numerous thoughts flooded his head, he wanted to live a better life than his last. He wants to live a life of freedom and peace, yet he knows he must have the power first. Only when he has power can he protect the things he wants to protect and can he walk unbridled. Yet, he's hesitant about power because he knows power will bring about conflicts.

Giving a deep sigh and deciding to set his goal aside for now, he proceeded to slowly walk forward. Although the original owner did not know where to go, he believed his past experience would be able to help find the way out.

"Since I have been given a new life, I guess I can't die just yet huh...Jude Reyes, henceforth I'll now take over this name."