Chapter Text
Death is something seen as shame full,
Too kim dokja it was a way out
A way out of the world that treated him so harshly. The truck was fast as it hit him
Bones splintering, muscle and skin tearing away as his body hit the pavement, a couple people were screaming and others calling the police. Usually his walk on the way home from his job was quiet and he had time to read his novels, Most of the time he would go out of his usual novels when they where getting updated and it was one of those days, usually finding trashy ones that are more cringe than “deep” as they want to be.
His body was screaming for a second but then it was all quiet
Damn the novel was just getting good
Then it was all black
…
It’s been a couple minutes since he woke up in a strange bed,kim dokja died reading that novel
Well he doesn’t exactly know if hes dead or just dreaming
Or transmigrated to another world. The novel he was reading was “eh” the world was described and depicted beautifully
The characters where fleshed out and had believable back stories, the motivations made sense for the characters. But then came the ending it was rushed, unfinished, boring too say the least
The name of the novel? “The king wants the world” and apparently kim dokja woke up as a minor background character who thankfully had the same name as him, but he woke up back at 14, he also got the memories of the original kim dokja
The original kim dokja in the novel went to a alchemist school called wallflower academy where he would be for the next 7 years and became one of the top 20 graduating students from the school
{kim dokja is dumb}
What..
“Oh god I’m hearing voices now”
He pushes up from the bed he is laying on and properly looks around the room
{no, I’m the system dumb ass}
“Oh…so i really did get transmitted to another world” kim dokja exasperated
“Yerp”
“why may i ask? Of all people why me”
{I believe you deserve a second chance}
“Wow” (thats gay) “there wasn’t a lot about the original kim dokja can you show me any back story?”
{ya sure}
Kim dokja: 14 years old
Magic- unawakened
Goal - lean alchemy and magic at wallflower school
Parents- Leviathan (mother)/ human(father)
“Oh cool”
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WAIT WHAT “what do you mean leviathan!how would that even work?” Kim dokja shutters at the thought of it
{in this world most magical creatures can transform into humans with a special object that is dear too them}
“so where is mine?”
{above one of the planks of wood}
As kim dokja looks around he realizes hes in a attic above the road that leads to a port, in the room with him there is a truck with his stuff and his medicine bag with some herbs he collected and bandages,
He pokes at a couple of the planks of wood till he finds the one that moves more than the rest, pulling at it revealing a cloth covering a small earing that looks like opal
{just dont put it on unless you want to transform into a giant monster}
“Right ill keep that in mind”