Michael opened his eyes as he felt soone clinging to him. He saw Camille nestled against him, still asleep. Michael gazed at her face, gently brushing her hair behind her ears before leaning in and kissing her cheek.
"To think my first girlfriend would be a vampire," he chuckled softly to himself. They had enjoyed themselves last night after sending Damon and the others away. However, Camille had repeatedly tried to bite him during her bouts of bloodlust, even in the midst of their more intimate monts.
'Hm, now that my body is back, I should check on my last world,' he mumbled, activating his system. Monts later, he found himself back in his Marvel ho.
He stretched as he looked around. 'Hmm, what is this?' he muttered, noticing a faint difference in his senses compared to the last ti he was there.
[Host can only sync with one of his avatars at a ti,] the system chid in.
Michael sighed. 'As expected from this tricky system,' he muttered.
According to the system, among his two avatars, he could only use one at a ti. He couldn't use both of his avatars at the sa ti.
'Well then, let's see what the other worlds have in store for ,' he said, stepping through the third portal with curiosity.
Once again, he felt his soul leaving his body as he was pulled through the tunnel of cosmic ti and space.
[ Traveling to Overgeared World ]
[ thod of Travel: Transmigration ]
After a mont, Michael felt his senses return to him. As he opened his eyes, he noticed the sterile ceiling above him. Slowly sitting up, he looked around.
"Am I in a hospital?" he mumbled, taking in the surroundings. Just then, a nurse noticed him and gasped.
"You're awake!" she said with relief, quickly stepping outside to call for the doctor.
Seeing her reaction, Michael mumbled, 'It seems either this boy has a special identity or I've been asleep for a long ti,' as he began formulating questions he wanted answered.
[ The original body owner died just a few seconds ago, leading to the Host replacing him and taking over this body, ] the system explained. Michael nodded slightly, inwardly acknowledging the explanation.
After a mont, a doctor entered the room. He was a middle-aged man with a typical Arican appearance. Seeing him, Michael surmised he was likely in Arica.
The doctor checked his pulse, shining a light into his pupils before saying, "You're healthy now," though his tone carried a hint of disbelief.
"This is incredible," the doctor continued. "Just yesterday, we concluded you wouldn't survive more than three days, and yet here you are, alive and well. It's almost a scientific miracle."
"It's great that you're okay, Mr. Stan," the doctor said with a relieved smile.
"Who?" Michael replied, blinking in confusion.
The doctor's smile faltered slightly but turned understanding as he began asking Michael a series of questions. After so ti, he finished his examination and declared, "You seem to have lost your mories."
He added, "Well, it's not unusual. You've been in a coma for the past 15 years."
Michael paused, letting the information sink in, before asking questions about the situation and the original body he now inhabited.
The doctor explained that at the age of five, Michael Stan and his family had been in a tragic accident, leaving him as the sole survivor. His father had been a doctor in this very hospital, and as a result, his colleagues had taken it upon themselves to treat and care for Michael for free after the accident.
Michael learned that in this world, his na was indeed Michael Stan. He was now 20 years old, though most of his life had been spent in a coma. In a way, he was like a newborn, stepping into a completely unfamiliar world.
'Well, in a way, I am a newborn in this world,' Michael thought to himself.
After a week of careful examinations, he was finally released from the hospital. "Let's go," Michael said to the middle-aged man who accompanied him. This man, Jas Stan, was his uncle—his mother's older brother—who was now his legal guardian. Michael would be living with him from now on.
"Do you rember anything about our family?" Jas asked as they walked, his tone cautious.
Michael shook his head, remaining silent.
"Don't worry, I'll teach you everything," Jas said reassuringly. His attention was then drawn to a large billboard displaying an advertisent for Satisfy, the world-changing fully imrsive VRMMO ga.
"Or… I think I've got a better idea," Jas said with a grin. He led Michael to their house, where Michael spotted sothing interesting in one of the rooms—a VR capsule sitting neatly in a corner, seemingly prepared just for him.
"This is the new world we are living in," Jas said as he led Michael into the room.
"This is a VR capsule, model CP-890, the latest generation," he explained. "As for what it does—it lets you dive into an entirely new world-The world of fairytales with Dragons and Elves," Jas continued, glancing at Michael. "This has proven to be quite effective in the treatnt of patients like you."
Jas smiled and added, "Just play this ga, and you'll understand."
Michael nodded, feigning ignorance, even though he already knew a lot about this.
"Just sit inside," Jas said as Michael climbed into the capsule. Once he settled in, Jas closed the lid and leaned over.
"Where's the keyboard and mouse, Uncle?" Michael asked, feigning confusion.
Jas chuckled. "You won't need those this ti," he replied. He adjusted the settings before continuing, "I've set the location to Eternal Kingdom, Count Ashur's territory. Just enter the ga, and I'll co to et you there."
With that, Jas started the capsule, and the interface ca to life as Michael lay back, letting the device do its work.
After a mont, Michael closed his eyes, allowing the VR capsule to guide him into the imrsive experience. He felt a slight pull, and when he opened his eyes again, he found himself floating in a seemingly endless space of light and shadows.
A soft, chanical voice spoke:
[Welco to the Character Creation Screen]
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