Extra's Magic Chapter 1 Rebirth

Gasp...

I let out a sharp cry of pain, my hands instinctively grasping my throbbing head. My entire body was drenched in sweat as I writhed on the bed, the pain almost making faint.

My nails dug into my skin, but I didn't even process the pain. All I could think about was the unbearable tornt I was enduring, yearning for it to end. The thought of death seed preferable to the excruciating ordeal I was enduring.

"Shit!"

It is said that curses can help people tolerate physical pain, but I honestly couldn't discern any difference. It still hurt like hell.

I felt a warm liquid trickling down my cheeks, but I couldn't tell if it was my tears or blood seeping from the wounds I had inflicted upon myself with my nails.

Finally, after what felt like eternity, the agony began to recede, relinquishing its grip on my tortured body. I felt a sense of relief wash over , as my muscles finally began to unclench, and my limbs relaxed on the wet white bed sheets.

Gasp...

With a trembling hand, I reached up to touch my forehead, brushing away the strands of dark hair that had fallen into my face.

"Where am I?"

As I attempted to steady my breathing, I beca aware of the fact that my body was in no condition to move. Realizing the extent of my weakness, I slowly scanned the room with my eyes, taking in my surroundings and assessing my situation.

From my prone position, I could see a wooden table with a chair and an inkwell at the center of the room. I also noticed that the room's design was decidedly archaic, reminiscent of the noble houses of the middle ages. There was a lone window in front of , but its curtains were shut, so I couldn't see what was outside.

Ugh...

I tried to get out of the bed, feeling my weakened muscles protesting against the effort. Although the pain was nowhere near the intensity I had experienced earlier, it still made feel uncomfortable

"What the hell happened..."

I muttered, while limping towards the window, determined to take a peek outside. With a shaking hand, I reached out and grasped the edge of the curtain, pulling it back to reveal the world outside.

...

Unfortunately, it was dark, hence I couldn't see anything except for a few strange street lanterns that seed to hover in the air.

"I should stop drinking..."

Rubbing my throbbing temples, I blad it all on alcohol, familiarizing myself with the comfy apartnt and trying to find the owner of this place.

It was not the first ti that I had woken up in unfamiliar surroundings, having found myself at random places in the middle of the night on more than one occasion. One of my friends probably allowed to stay over, but it was difficult to imagine any of my partying friends residing in such an old-fashioned dwelling.

"Was it by any chance a girl?"

I tried to lighten my mood with the self-deprecating remark, but it only made feel depressed. I was painfully aware of my less-than-ideal physical condition, having spent most of my days playing video gas and indulging in unhealthy habits.

It had been ages since I had any significant interaction with won, and the thought of waking up in a girl's apartnt was nothing but a distant dream.

'Nobody's here...'

It seed that the owner of the apartnt was absent. However, I stumbled upon a small kitchen, and after so rummaging around, I was able to find so snacks to satisfy my hunger.

As I used the kitchen tap to pour myself a glass of water, my gaze drifted towards the floor. It was then that I noticed an unusual pattern of small, scaly ornants scattered across the surface.

Upon closer inspection, I realized that they resembled the scales of a dragon, sothing straight out of a fantasy novel.

'Weird...'

Walking back to the main room where the inkwell and the table were located, I scratched my neck, still trying to make sense of my surroundings.

Carefully, I picked up the ancient looking chair and took a seat, facing towards the lone window.

Through the window, I could see the moon's soft, silver light illuminating the sky. Its gentle glow contrasted sharply with the dark streets below, where strange, otherworldly street lamps glowed with a dim light.

Despite the pain still lingering in my head, I found myself feeling calr as I gazed out at the moon. Its serenity offered a sense of tranquility, a respite from the confusion and disorientation I had been feeling since waking up.

Hmmm...

I noticed so papers lying on the table and picked them up, intrigued by the sight of old parchnt. I didn't feel a pang of guilt as I examined soone's docunts, as they were almost fully drenched in ink and the writing was mostly illegible. It seed as if the pages had been written by a quill pen, with elegant, swirling letters that betrayed their age.

"I recognize so of these words..."

I murmured to myself. Even though the docunt was written in a language I couldn't read and despite the ink stains that made so parts illegible, I sohow understood the aning of a few isolated words.

"Aptitude... Elent Orb... What is this?"

The more I read, the more confused I beca. The writing contained strange, fantastical concepts that I had only seen in ani and manga. It was as if the docunt had been written by a hardcore fan.

But I couldn't judge, I was also guilty of playing a weeb-like ga for over 5 years straight. It was the only ga my old computer could handle without any significant fra drops, and I had poured countless hours into it, imrsing myself in its virtual world.

"Perhaps we have a lot in common..."

I murmured to myself as I placed the papers back on the table and reached for the nearby drawer.

"Empty..."