"Young master... young master... It's time to wake up. "

His body was rocked back and forth like he was on a boat. His eyes fluttered open in response to the jerking movements, which reminded him of just a small thought. He felt like he was at the bottom of a warm lake with no work or responsibilities, but as he began to lose focus and fall back asleep, he felt someone shaking his body.

Soon the shaking started to irritate him, and he instinctively tried to push the intruder's hands away from his sleep. Despite his attempts, the evil hand that deprived him of sleep kept trying to wake him up. 

'I just want to sleep.'

'I'm so tired; let me sleep a little longer…'

But then.  Abruptly, like lightning, a rational thought flashes before him. A memory came to mind just before falling asleep. 

'Damned!  My class wasn't over yet, and I fell asleep while reading in the library. I'm so screwed!'

He woke up in a panic, with sweat running down his back and his bottom trembling after sitting for so long. The place where he fell asleep was in his seat at the corner of the library. That corner of the library is so full of junk food wrappers and many drink bottles that it looks like a bomb has been dropped.

'The librarian will obliterate me.'

The fucking college's class schedule is hell. The richer kids do little and only eat the fruits of their efforts at reading by paying the professors. Since he has it every day, he has become accustomed to it, and his complaints are getting smaller and smaller every day. 

Even though he had lecture mates, he never got close to any of them. They are just my lecture mates in spirit, and he is always alone at college. However, they have different interests, and he had no intention of getting too friendly with them.

But when all his lecture mates are receiving lectures during class, is it okay that he is the only one sleeping like a baby? Certainly not.  It's obvious that when someone catches him sleeping, rumors will spread like wildfire.

Because of that reason, he tried to get up in a hurry,

'..Eh?...' Something's wrong.  something very strange. The place where he fell asleep was exactly on a chair in the library. But now he is lying in a very comfortable and soft bed. His eyes fluttered open in response to the jerking movements and feelings. The first thing he saw when he opened his eyes was the view of the gorgeous yet antique interior caught his eye.

However, from the interior decoration to the luxury items scattered throughout,

"Young master, are you okay?"

At that moment, someone spoke to him, leaving him speechless.

As he raised his head and their eyes met, a white-haired young lady with an impressive innocence and a perky nose was looking at him with a worried expression.

Subconsciously, he heard someone mumble something seductive, and she burried herself in the blanket. As he turned to the right, he saw that she was also beautiful, which made his heart shake. His immediate reaction was to say it out loud.

"What, is this a dream?"

"Young master, what do you mean?"

She asks if it was a dream, and the answer that comes back is 'young master? What do you mean, sir? I'm Fernando Alonso, a college student in his final years. not some young master.'

"What the hell is going on?"

Just then, Keuuuk! His head started pounding like crazy. "AARGH, it hurts like hell!" All kinds of knowledge forced themselves into his head, even though there seemed to be no room for it. It was very uncomfortable and painful.

The pain was so great that he blanked out for a while. After a few moments, the excruciating pain felt like a fleeting memory from the past. Of course, when those memories were sorted, he was able to realize. At that moment, he understood one thing.

'If this wasn't planet Earth…' 

He lived on, this couldn't be the library where he fell asleep.

'..death from brain exhaustion. Is there such a thing?'

His name is... No, it was Fernando Alonso, a student who had become... "a past life." He hasn't had many regrets in life except for two things. One was from "that" novel, and the second was, 'Wow, I never had a relationship when he was 22 years old. It's kind of pathetic.'

He heaved a deep sigh of regret. Although he wanted to deny it, the raging headache had completely woken him up. The only thing he can do now is accept what happened and move on.

"Well, who woke me up?"

He shifted his gaze to the left. Even though all of their memories were united, they still needed time to settle. 'Past and current life memories, I meant.'

'She is? ah yes, She is my dedicated servant.'

Alonso turned and looked at the girl to his right as she pulled the blanket around her neck, saying, 'Ah, so this guy was sleeping with one of his maids.' He signed with disappointment. 

Alonso turned left again.  If he remembered correctly, her name is "Lily."

"Yes, young master!  Ouch, young master, Ouch! I’m glad it's didn't work you are awake!"

"......"

'poison didnt work…Young master is alive.' Lily thought, as she was awkwardly rejoicing, but well, her face is indeed cute. Her smile is the biggest smile ever.

"Why are you saying this?" Where else are you feeling uncomfortable? "Shall we bring a deputy to you right away?"

As Alonso remained silent, Lily could run out of the door at any moment.

"No, that's a fine lily. It's not important. Can you please leave me alone? And don’t let anyone in the room until I call you if necessary." After he spoke, he was a little startled. It’s because Alonso used to talk like a historical drama.

He was paying attention to the way he spoke as much as possible so as not to cause any suspicion.

"Yes?  Still…" Lily was surprised, but Fernando Alonso waved his hand to tell her to leave immediately.

 "Yes, young master." Then Lily, who had hesitated but couldn't help it, finally bowed and went out the door. 

Alonso also woke up the girl next to him; she woke up shaking and hastily apologized, "Y-young master, I'm sorry for sleeping....!," As she ran out of the room. 

"....."

He heard the door close with slam. Now he is the only one left in the room. He tried to get up first; he knew this was not his past life's body.

Now he had calmed down and could concentrate on the essentials. He went to the closest mirror. He wanted to check the current state of his body.

For some reason, he doesn't remember what he looked like. The last time he looked in the mirror must have been a long time ago. At the time of that memory, he was a child of about 11 years old. Until at least 12 years ago, He had a handsome face. But now he doesn't remember it. For some reason, it seemed so important that he had to take care of his body.

But something is wrong. Usually, mirrors are placed in the most visible part of the room. The full-length mirror he found was set up in the corner of the room, and it took a long time to find it. But Alonso couldn't help but feel strange that such a large and expensive mirror was covered with a sheet and pushed aside. It's as if what's hidden behind these sheets will never see the light of day.

Looking closer, one could see the layers of dust and cobwebs covering the sheets, suggesting they hadn't been moved in years.

He pulled the sheets off the back while lightly dusting them with his other hand. 

'Oh, it's just an ordinary mirror. Why would someone hide such an exquisite mirror here?' Thinking about it, he circled to the front. The moment he laid his eyes on it, Alonso froze. He didn't do it because the mirror was so stunning, but because of someone or something in the mirror.

With a shaking hand, he pointed to the mirror and himself. The creature in the mirror repeated his movements exactly. Of course, it was him.

"Hey, this pig is me!" He said while looking at the mirror with sad eyes and disgust. In his longing, as he said, he had a full face that seemed closer to a pig than a human being. The face looking at him with the same sad eyes was none other than his new face.

"No, no matter how unhappy you are, how is it possible to get into this state? How can the guy end up like this?" Alonso let out a deep sigh. The sad situation was the same with the body. The pijamas covering his whole body felt like they were about to burst at any moment.

'No, but I think this is a bit harsh.'

As he touched his belly, which swayed like a wave, he was disturbed. With sudden flashes of irritation, he clutched his stomach in self-denial.

'Though I was a forever single 22-year-old man who had never been in a relationship, my body was still well-groomed thanks to working out in my spare time. But this body in my current life is a complete mess.'

when he will see it in movies, plays, and novels. It's a wonderful, beautiful, normal reincarnation. 

"So why do I have to go through all this?"

He prefers to have a normal life. Even though he never had a love affair, he still wishes he had a chance! Looking at his face, he couldn't help but sigh. It was very different from what he remembered. Fortunately, the face can no longer be saved.

"He’s a guy who doesn’t really have an answer." Shaking his head, Fernando Alonso’s lips twitched slightly.

"Status window."

Alonso said it reflexively. Characters who have been reincarnated or transmigrated do have a system or some interface. that if he felt that his body had changed, checking its status would have been the sensible thing to do.

"…….." 

But nothing happens. He tries and tries, but then nothing happens. When he was about to give up, it happens before his eyes. The trash status of his current self, a status window filled with numerical values, appeared beneath his retina.

Tiling!  Tiling!

"What is this?"

Unexpected system messages began to surface one after another.

[The new character attempts to log into the interface system.]

[An error has occurred! The new character’s information is different from before.]

[The character information is newly updated.]

[Warning! The difference between the character’s soul and body is serious.]

[The character’s stats are forcibly readjusted.]

[The player’s level drops to 1]

[All stats of the player are greatly reduced.]

[The new trait, "High Libido Body," has been newly inherited.]

"No, what is this?" He was taken aback by the shocking content of the system message.

His level and abilities are all strange. 'Character?  What is that?' 

Is this a nonsensical thing to say? 

But the surprise was not over yet. The moment he checked the contents of the status window that came up late He was at a loss for words now.

[Character: Fernando Alonso/Indigo Klein]

[Level: 1]

[Characteristics: soulmancer (E), boneless "Libido" (E)]

[Strength: 7]  [Agility: 5] [stamina: 6] [Soul Fuel: 3]  [Mana: 10]   [Agility: 5]

[Skills: Morale Soul Extraction (F), Soul Family Summon (F/Current Number of Soul Family 0), Hundred Poison Resistance (D)]

[Warning: You are currently affected by "extreme obesity." Its mana is reduced to 0. And cannot be increased until you are no longer obese!!]

[Warning: If you are in an extremely obese condition, please reduce your weight!]

  "What a shitty stat?"

Indigo's eyes were bitter after reading the red alerts. And when he looked up at the mirror, he could see a hint of anger toward the original owner of this body.

"How fat am I that these red warning messages keep popping up?" "And I'm total shit with my stats looking like dog shit."

A sigh escaped his lips without him realizing it. Furthermore, he adjusts his vision at the left upper side. At the top of the window was a list of dates.

[New Dawn Calendar, June 16, 1965]

"Wait a minute, that... isn't that the New Dawn calendar of the novel I read in my junior high days, [the Death Era]?" "Not only that, but also the other details."

Indigo had been so freaked out for a while that he had neglected parts of his current life. When he remembers them, the first thing that comes to mind is the Council of Dark Mages of this world. 

'Necromancers, 9-tier-level dark magicians'

Anyone who thinks these dark mages are silent figureheads is wrong. Among the mages, there is one who likes to play very nasty pranks. So, they say, in the case of people like Inidgo who die an unjust death, most of the time he takes the person's soul away and plants it in a new body. For a high-level mage, this probably wouldn't have been difficult. because they are, well, necromancers.

Nothing is impossible for a higher being, and so they called themselves. "The problem is that the knowledge of these Darm dark Mages of this world coincides with the worldview of the novel [The Death Age], which he had read many years back."

Shreds of memory that seemed scattered begin to coalesce. And without too much difficulty, he can conclude. "The novel [Death Era], which he has long enjoyed reading since junior high, has come true. He doesn't know why, but somehow it happened.

He doesn't know why it happened. He can't tell if this is a joke from mages, a dream, or if such a world exists in a parallel universe.

"But what is certain is that I was reborn into this world."

Not only that, but memories of his past and present lives were stored in his mind during the awakening process. So it is not difficult to remember information about the [Death Era] from his past life. But some strange things happened.

"I don't seem to remember the story and plot, or even the characters, but only the awareness of the worldview..since it has been a long time since I have read it."

Seven years have passed since Indigo/Feramdo read the [Death Era] novel, and even though he read all the volumes, he couldn't remember 90% of the things there. Even though he could only remember worldview, two main things and a few points.

One is the Council of Dark Mages.

Secondly, since he is in the body of this little noble, he would probably die instantly with the power he has. He shuddered to think of the [End of World War] that would take place in 1970, which will be five years from now, because more importantly, two years from now, the world is going to stink. Famines, droughts, and natural disasters will increase. 

The "End of the world war" will come, a war between the necromancers and the world. In other words, in that same year the protagonist begins his journey.

Naturally, since clan leaders had stockpiled food, the peasants had to wage war against them, wishing only that they could live another day. This means nine great clans that have major influence in the world will collapse on one another, and an unimportant noble from a minor clan like me will have no choice but to die.

It is a war in which millions or even tens of millions of lives will be lost. At this time, the main character will appear and fight against the demon lord and his legions.

"With that, that's all I could remember.!" To think he will be reborn into a novel he read when he was younger. Remembering only a few points is really inadequate, to say the least. Just how will he survive? when everything or anything could just happen out of the blue.

But to Indigo, it was a challenge. A desperate smile formed on his face.

[The Death Era] is a fierce battlefield in the context of fiction. But here it is different. This is reality, not fiction. Even though Indigo/Fernando is someone who knows only a hint of the mysteries of this world and his old memories of his past world, with that he had an edge in this world but was only a secondary character who only appears once and also dies.

'It is a cruel world. The people in this world have no idea it's a novel world. This is a reality for them. Well, of course, that's a harsh reality for him now too.'

'If I lose or die, it's all over. I died in my previous life. If I dies even in this life, I will end up dying twice!' Inidgo gripped his fist and his gazes are full of determination 'I cant die, I cant, I will change the flow of the novel to suit me'

"If I have to do that, it's important to know where my starting point is." He kept his head and heart as calm as possible and started thinking rationally about things one by one.

Forget his little hint of the world as a bonus to him. By using his knowledge of Earth as an advantage, he can easily overcome and take advantage of almost any situation he encounters. He can create his own better future! "In this current situation, the best course of action would be to unite the world and rule like its monarch, letting the main character evolve around me."

[Death Era] is a typical action and adventure novel, but it also has a survival theme. After giving it some serious thought, the last hint of memory he remembered from the novel was that now the main story has already started.

‘By the way.… ‘ As his mind calmed down, his attention turned to the other side.

‘It’s souless.’  That was the newly acquired characteristic. And taking a closer look at the name of the skill

[Souless "Libido Body" (E)]

[Unlimited stamina when activated.]

'What the hell?'I have stamina for...damn. Let's just ignore it.' He shakes his head and clicked his tongue in disgust, but underneath that was a perverted smirk 

Musculoskeletal with the minimum qualities to master marital magic art It was a characteristic he had never seen before. Magic was a force that did not exist in the world he was in.

"If it’s magic martial arts, it must be specialized for using magic in close combat." It was an unexpected harvest.

In his previous life, no magic existed on earth; nothing like skills or stats; even though they were great practitioners who learned martial arts, when a sorcerer showed up, they surrendered, or if a nuke was dropped, they died. They will be vaporized.

Indigo interest was aroused. 'I could be strong' However, Indigo soon endured his lust for exploration.

"It’s not urgent." It was because he thought that the first priority was to finalize the judgment regarding the situation he was in.

He said quietly, with a deep sigh.

"After... it’s impossible to go back." He concluded that there was no possibility that he would return to his original world.

There were many reasons.

First, he did not know if anyone had transmigrated him since he wasn't reincarnated. 

'Reincarated" is born from a baby, while "transmigrated" is a soul transplant when the vessel is not dead, also called "dominance.'

Moreover, to ascertain whether it was or not, he had no choice but to attempt his death.

Then there was no other way to know who did it than to just follow the story for now, which was impossible because if you told everyone he was a transmigrator from another world, everyone would need him for research, just like the Council of Lords. 

"Which is a bad idea to draw now; I'm still weak....and fat" he bit his lower lips

Furthermore, no gate existed in connecting the world to earth, which means he has no way to return back.

In the end, he came to the conclusion that he had to live here without fail. to live the rest of your life in a world where modern selfishness doesn’t exist. For a moment, the air was filled with anxiety.

‘what?  Wait a minute!' But then, suddenly, the merits of this world that he had unintentionally passed over came to his head.

"This world is magic and swords, a better everything."

Tired of his former life and college schedule, with magic he could beat off scumbags who wanted to humiliate those who took their efforts. After a moment’s contemplation, he glanced up and down his trashy body once more.

"Yeah, what’s wrong with losing weight?"

He sighed and licked his lips. 'The world shall by my feet'  So, he was definitely determined to settle down in this world. And the next moment

"I am now Indigo." Closing his eyes, he muttered softly. Fernando Alonso was not meant to deny his identity. However, it was like a determination to adapt to a new world and a new life and to survive.

"Home, but what kind of place is this….?" When he opened his eyes, he heard a noise from outside.

‘Huh?’  Suddenly, there was a commotion outside. "I’m sorry, but the master has told me not to let anyone in." Lily’s trembling voice was heard. Indigo tried to call Lily to find out what was going on.

Kuung!  Along with the dull noise, Lily's moan came out.

"Open the door." Then the door opened with a nervous voice.

"Hey, you look really healthy, bro."

The uninvited guest showed a fishy smile and appeared.

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