Author of Tragedy Transmigration Into a World of Calamity
Emerallia I — Ambrosya
The light of transmigration was blinding.
The process itself was an amazing feeling.
Wrapped up in mysterious energy, my soul traversed the barriers between realms. The walls between worlds.
It was truly an out-of-this-world experience. Pun intended.
But as I looked out at the scene that lay before me, I could not help but frown. Deeply.
”No… ” I muttered. ”No way. ”
What were the words that I said just seconds before my transmigration?
[ Let me enter my novel. ]
”I am an idiot. ” I cursed. ”Perhaps the biggest idiot of all time. ”
This place… this world… this… novel…
It was the creation I entitled [ Evergreen Passage ].
And oh boy, that book is best explained in two words.
[ Tragedy ]
[ Calamity ]
Nothing more, nothing less.
”GODS DAMN IT! ” I screamed to the heavens and swore against my own name. ”AMBROSYA, YOU ABSOLUTE DIMWIT. ”
I was brought into a world that was going straight to shit in just a few volumes.
And death here meant that I would lose everything.
I do not have the option to die. I cannot allow it.
Thus, I blinked. Slowly.
As slow as a cat would when it blinks at its beloved owners.
I allowed my focus to return to the scenery before me:
A sparsely populated forest placed upon brown, dry earth. A sky of grey filled with low-lying clouds. A sloped landscape with sharp edges and cliffs.
It was a piece of nature that was present in all my books.
With only a single difference.
In the great, great distance, spreading out infinitely behind me, there was the Great Plains.
And a city could be seen just touching the horizon, brushing against the grey blanket of clouds. An invisible, infinitely tall tower that only I knew about should be standing there, at its very centre.
My descriptions of the location matched perfectly.
I was sure that this was Emerallia. A world that would be on the verge of utter destruction during Ragnarök. An event that would have arrived in the eighth volume.
To add insult to injury, I was familiar with this body that I was inhabiting.
I unsheathed my rusted dagger, and in between the patches of brown oxidation, I found the face I now wore. Black hair, black eyes, and a youthful face that looked somewhat androgynous.
”Caelum Phricius, ” I clicked my tongue as the memories of my character document flooded into my brain in great detail.
”A villain beneath being third-rate. A throw-away character that only lasted a few lines. ” I ridiculed, ”Tragically slain by the main character, Virion Von Santos Sol the moment he drew blood from one of Virions friends.
”Introduced in chapter 1, died in chapter 2. ” I continued. Boiling rage bubbled up from within me as more swear words threatened to rush out of my lips.
Inevitably, I controlled my anger and sighed.
”The world is going to end me even before the world itself ends. ”
I was dust blowing with the wind. Weak and puny.
Depressed, I sat down on the ground and breathed.
After an hour of wallowing in my sorrows, I stood back up. Quite sluggishly, may I add.
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