Alex white

Alex was a 17-18-year-old boy, 5-9 in height and slightly chubby built, wearing brownish black hair on his head, with a slightly big nose that didn't stand out on his chubby build, eyes sharp and a slightly mature air to him, making himself look older than he is.

"It's not a dream!" Thought Alex as he pinched his cheeks multiple times, but the reality was still the same he was not dreaming and this was an unfamiliar place that he woke up in.

And he finally seem to understand his situation and became shocked and scared to know that he was in an unknown place and he didn't know how to go back home. His mind seemed to have been roused finally from its initial dizziness.

Worst, he was in a prison for just talking to someone for a few seconds, the cruelty of the place could be determined by this fact alone. But after the initial rollercoaster of emotions, he adapted to the situation and became calm gradually as if it was only natural, and thought and pondered hard but he still didn't understand, what in the world was going on. He was just lying on his bed and beginning to start writing a novel.

As he was thinking about the situation he was in, and how to get out of this place. He assured himself that what has happened had already happened and he should find a way out. Instead of getting anxious. This optimism was the only thing saving him from a panic attack.

Others would be terrified to be in this situation but being in a complicated situation seemed natural to him as if he had always been in trouble. And the optimism came naturally without conscious thought.

As he thought he remembered that it was always this trouble and that trouble and there seemed no end to these difficult situations. He just wanted to live peacefully but he would get into a complicated situation out of nowhere.

First, it was a disease he had in the past then there were those bullies in the school and then the girl he liked that left him for no reason and then there were financial problems at home. But he didn't I'd get depressed because of it and stayed positive.

But the reassurance in all of this was that although there were problems they always seem to solve themselves as he got diagnosed without a problem and the bullies became his best friend and the girl came back on her own.

The problem back home should also be solved on their own, he couldn't do anything while he was here so there was no point in getting anxious. He thought as he leaned his back against the wall as a support and looked around.

‘This was a gloomy place, no light, no toilet, no nothing and it stinks,’ thought Alex as he was just sitting and had nothing to do.

Could it be that I was kidnapped? Hmm no, why would anyone have that much time to waste? That thought seemed absurd and was thrown out before it even established itself in his mind.

So….oh yes, could it be that I was reincarnated? I do feel a little strange here. No, that's not right it should be something like transmigration because I don't recognize anyone but I seem to live in this place.

But, shouldn't I have memories or something? It was odd that someone finds himself in an unfamiliar place and the first thing he does is, fascinate about being transmigrated. These characteristics were those of an otaku.

"Let's see..." he said inwardly as he sat up straight and closed his eyes to sense something, "that's not good, do I not even get something like a cheat? Or a system? Or my golden finger?

Well, no matter, maybe I will get it after some time, I wonder what everyone will think about me, did I vanish from their memories? Because I don't remember dying, I was just thinking of writing my light novel because I read so many that I thought I should be able to do it.

"Can't write it in a prison," his thoughts wandered aimlessly and without any direction as he stood up to check if there was anyone outside, but as if he was electrocuted he trembled once and fell.

"Finally," he shouted in excitement a moment after and quickly sat up, he was smiling as if he won a million euro lottery ticket, "perfect cloning huh?"

"So, it's a cloning type cultivation, and it is the new world and I was transmigrated for no reason," Alex thought as he finally got what he was waiting for and thought that he was going to conquer the world.

"Alas, I haven't even started cultivating how am I going to make clones," Alex lamented and continued to look at the technique he inherited and was stored in his sea of consciousness.

"Huh? How do I know that? And what is the sea of consciousness," he thought shocked because he shouldn't have known about such things, but then calmed down, "it should be ingrained in the subconscious of the previous me because I seemed to have transmigrated with my body but I think the previous should have the same looks as me."

"I wonder, what kind of person was he?"

He thought about the one he possessed the identity of now, as he looked outside from the tiny window in the door, used to pass food inside, "there seems to be no one."

"I wonder, where they went? They seem to not be afraid that I will escape," he thought but who would care about a mortal who wasn't even an F-Ranked cultivator?

"Well, it is not like I could run from here. The door and the walls look sturdy," he said as he came back to sit down near the center, intent on starting to cultivate.

"The cultivation seems simple and easy," he thought as he sat comfortably because there seems to not be a restriction on the sitting position, nor do I need cultivation resources right now to start cultivation.

As he sat down, the first step to start cultivation is to sense the mana in nature and then absorb it in the body to strengthen it, he emptied his mind and tried to sense the mana around him as mana was all present.

Surprisingly, after a second or two, he succeeded in sensing mana. It was gaseous and was everywhere like the wind. it was an indescribable feeling but felt natural like it should be that way, after sensing came the absorption part, in which he would take mana inside his body through his nostrils. It was supposed to be that way but cloning cultivation art described a method to directly absorb it through the pores in his body.

So, without further wait, he tried to attract the mana, and as if the mana was the water in a pool and someone opened a big hole in its surface and the water, or in this case mana went inside his body like a raging flood. he grunted as it was very aggressive.

The mana after going inside his body surged throughout and went to every cell inside his body. It assimilated inside and the cell became lively and throbbed with joy. Alex also became relaxed and comfortable because of this feeling.

Mana continued to surge inside his body like a raging tide, and it created a vortex around his body that continued to attract more mana to be absorbed.

This phenomenon and cultivation speed would have easily shocked anyone who saw it and knew that it was his first time cultivating. because sensing the mana took about a month for someone with mediocre talent, and a week was already considered very fast, and this absorption through all the pores was unheard of, but surprisingly no one was attracted to this as if no one saw it.

After a while, the surging mana gradually stopped flowing toward his body, and he opened his eyes and felt as if he was reborn. he felt as if he could punch through the wall that felt very sturdy before and he felt very comfortable but this turned into being uncomfortable as a black tar-like substance came out of his body. it was uncomfortable.

"These should be the so-called impurities of the body, and it stinks, Great, and there is no water to bath," he thought as he began thinking of a way to wash but at this moment as if all hell broke lose, there was a sound of an explosion and the miserable cries of people.

The wall on his left side broke and a person fell inside, wearing the guards uniform and holding a sword, covered in injuries, blood flowing everywhere. Then there was the sound of fighting and screaming and weapon clashing against each other. it seemed that there was an invasion.

"Ahh shit! Here we go again"