Man From Another Wold

CHAPTER 1: AWAKENING IN A STRANGE WORLD

His head felt heavy, his thoughts still hazy as his eyelids slowly opened. The ceiling light was blinding, making him blink a few times before realizing he was lying in an unfamiliar place. A luxurious hotel room, a soft bed, and... a young woman sleeping beside him.

His eyes narrowed. Who was she?

His heartbeat quickened, not because of the woman’s presence, but because he suddenly realized—this wasn’t his body! He tried to recall… and then the memories came crashing down like a storm.

He was Harold, the supreme martial arts master in the cultivation world. He had conquered countless sects, mastered the highest techniques, and became a living legend. But glory always attracted hatred.

The person he trusted the most… his own fiancée… had stabbed him in the back. The woman he protected and empowered had handed him over to his enemies. Yet, the most painful part wasn’t her betrayal—it was the fact that his own younger brother was the mastermind behind it all.

"I won’t let you live any longer, brother." That cold voice still echoed in his mind. His brother’s voice, just before the sword pierced his chest.

Blood. Betrayal. Death.

Yet, he hadn’t disappeared completely. He was here.

He looked at his hands. This body was weak, devoid of spiritual energy. This world… was different. No Spiritual Energy, no sects, only strange objects and technology he had never seen before.

"So… I’ve come back to life in a new world?" he muttered.

A sound beside him made him turn his head. The young woman was stirring, her eyes slowly opening.

Memories of this body's owner flooded his mind, overwhelming him with fragments of Hansen’s life.

This young man was named Hansen. An ordinary university student in a world called Earth. No extraordinary talent, no power, just a regular guy living a monotonous life. But one thing set him apart—last night.

Now he remembered. A birthday party for a friend. Alcohol, loud music, and finally… his encounter with this woman.

Lauren.

A beautiful woman with long, shimmering hair and eyes so deep they seemed to swallow anyone who stared too long.

The old Hansen might have panicked. But he wasn’t the old Hansen anymore.

Harold—now Hansen—took a deep breath. This world was strange to him. There was no Spiritual Energy to absorb, this body was weak, and the knowledge of this world was completely foreign. But there was one thing he knew for sure:

He had been given a second chance.

And he wouldn’t waste it.

The woman beside him shifted. Her eyelids fluttered a few times before fully opening. Their eyes met.

Then she screamed so loudly it nearly burst Hansen’s eardrums.

"AAAAAH! Why are you in my room?!"

Not just screaming, she also tried to kick him. However, her body weakened instantly, and what should have been a strong kick merely brushed against Hansen feebly. It seemed the effects of alcohol or exhaustion still lingered.

Hansen frowned, looking at her blankly.

"Annoying. Why are you screaming?" His voice was flat, carrying a hint of indifference.

The woman was taken aback by his calm response. Her eyes widened, and she quickly pulled the blanket over her body.

"You… You sneaked into my room?! What happened last night?!" Her face flushed with a mix of anger and panic.

Hansen stared at her for a moment before the memories of this body resurfaced. The party, alcohol, laughter, and eventually, the two of them leaving together. They had entered this hotel and—

Hansen suddenly understood.

He let out a quiet sigh. "I didn’t sneak into your room. We came here together last night."

Lauren still looked at him suspiciously, though part of her memory was starting to recall the events of last night.

"No way… I wouldn’t do something like that!" she mumbled, but her voice wavered.

Hansen had no interest in arguing. He had just woke up in a strange world, and now he had to deal with a woman he didn’t even know? This was too troublesome.

"I don’t care what you think," he said flatly. "I’m leaving."

Hansen got up from the bed, but as soon as he tried to stand, a slight dizziness hit him. This body was truly weak. If he still had the strength from his previous life, this would have been nothing. But now, he was just an ordinary human in a world without Spiritual Energy.

"AAAAAH!!"

Lauren screamed even louder than before, even more panicked than earlier. Her face turned bright red as her eyes locked onto something that shocked her.

Hansen turned lazily, slightly irritated. "Why are you screaming again?"

But as he followed her horrified gaze, he realized something.

He wasn’t wearing anything.

His eyes drifted downward, and sure enough, he was completely naked.

Hansen paused for a moment. Ah… no wonder she was panicking.

Maintaining his calm expression, he averted his gaze and looked at the floor. Clothes were scattered there—his shirt, pants, even his underwear mixed with some of Lauren’s clothing.

Without saying a word, he walked over and picked up his clothes one by one. Lauren stared at him in shock and anger, but Hansen ignored her.

"You pervert!" Lauren threw a pillow at him, but Hansen effortlessly deflected it without even looking.

Without paying attention to her complaints, Hansen casually walked towards the bathroom. Once inside, he closed the door and locked it.

Lauren was still sitting on the bed, her heart pounding. She couldn’t understand how this man could remain so calm after all this. Normally, a man in this situation would panic or try to explain. But him…

Just thinking about it made her blush. However, as she lifted the blanket still covering her body, she was shocked to discover that she wasn’t wearing anything either.

Only then did she feel the soreness all over her body. Especially in certain areas.

"Ah… damn it!"

Meanwhile, inside the bathroom, Hansen turned on the water and began washing his face. He stared into the mirror, carefully examining his new body.

This body… while still within normal human limits, was far too weak compared to his former self. No trained muscles, no trace of Spiritual Energy, and most annoyingly—no power at all.

He clenched his fists and let out a slow breath.

"Looks like I have to start everything from scratch..." he muttered.

But that didn’t matter.

"In my past life, I was a legend. In this new life, I will become more than just a legend."

A faint smirk appeared on his lips.

This was just the beginning.