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Chapter 1: Transmigrating.

A weak glow flickered, casting restless shadows that stretched and shrank across the wooden floor, as though alive.

Two figures stood within the dimness.

One of the them, Klaus- Xavier's brother, sat on the edge of his bed, absently removing his shoes, perhaps preparing to turn in for the night.

The other, Xavier, exhaled softly as he sank into a dark chair. His brows knitted together, hands resting beneath his chin- a posture that spoke of deep contemplation.

And indeed, he was very much lost in thought.

. . .

It had been a few hours since I arrived in this world.

A strange world with strange rules.

Here, individuals walked the path of the Arcanists, undergoing the fabled Arcane Ascension. Others were espers, awakening latent abilities and entering prestigious academies to hone their gifts. And then there were the Transcenders- the most elusive of them all. Those who consumed divinity potions even at the risk of losing their sanity.

These concepts weren't something I had learned over time. No, they were memories- fragments inherited from the body's previous owner.

And alongside them, I discovered something else.

I was born into a family of hunters- humans trained to hunt supernatural creatures who once thrived in the supernatural era, but now, in this current dark era, their numbers had dwindled.

But, none of that mattered at the moment.

Because before me, hovering within my mind like an intrusive whisper, was this-

Arcanist Status

▪︎ Name: Xavier

▪︎ Origin name: Unknown

▪︎ Aspect: Unawakened

▪︎ Innate Ability: Foresight

[Time till Arcane Ascension: Unknown]

[Chances of undergoing the Arcane Ascension: 1%... 100%]

[Complete more quests to increase the chances of awakening~]

Esper Status

▪︎ Rank: Unranked

Transcender Status

▪︎ Bloodline status: Dormant

▪︎ Pathway: Dormant

▪︎ Sequence Level: Nill

▪︎ Spiritual Anchor: 99%

▪︎ Bloodline abilities: Nill

▪︎ Mystical Item: Pocket Marauder Compass.

• Bell Of Subtlety.

But, none of these details were what unsettled me the most.

It was this line that sent a strange unease creeping through my bones-

[Time till Arcane Ascension: Unknown]

[Chances of undergoing the Arcane Ascension: 1%... 100%]

[Complete more quests to increase the chances of awakening.]

So, in short...

I, along with my twin brother, had systems.

And these systems issued us quests- but only when we engaged in certain supernatural events or paranormal activities that required either physical or mental intervention.

I wasn't sure if this was a blessing or a... curse.

But it didn't matter.

Because the bigger question was:

How did I get here?

Cause I could still vividly remember just how my transmigration had taken place.

***

Heaven or Hell- whichever place this was, I had probably earned it.

The thought drifted through my mind as I floated across an endless, lightless void. Darkness stretched infinitely in all directions, an abyss where time itself felt meaningless.

Here, I remembered nothing.

Not my past. Not my name. Not my sins.

Just a deep, unshakable numbness.

A sigh escaped my lips- if I even had lips in this place.

Maybe my greatest crime was choosing to end it. And if that had condemned me, so be it.

Seconds, minutes, hours- perhaps even centuries passed.

And for the first time.

Something changed.

***

The darkness receded.

I blinked.

My eyes opened to a starless void, a space devoid of light or sound. I wandered aimlessly, drifting through nothingness, while my sanity slipped away grain by grain, like sand held in an unclenched fist.

My mind was slowly corroded by the passage of time and it was getting increasingly hard to hold on to myself... To hold on to my past.

Yet, I struggled to hold on.

I allowed myself to be carried by the invisible current as I floated across the vast expanse of endless darkness.

Here, there was:

No friends, no family, no lover, no enemy, no hatred.

There was absolutely nothing.

In this vast expanse of nothingness, even emotions started ceasing to exist.

Hence, I could only forcibly hold on to myself. I could only try to grasp a fistful of my sanity.

Tick...

I had no idea how long I had been on this endless voyage of mine, and I was only struggling to hold on at this point.

I could feel it. Giving up meant losing everything about myself.

And I couldn't allow that to happen.

Not now. Not ever.

And just then, as if the void had received its answers.

I felt a strong force pulling me.

And I could feel it.

Fear.

It was slowly crawling its way towards me.

Slowly eating me from the inside.

But,

Thump... Thump...

I immediately shoved down the fear settling within me.

I mean,

What more is there to worry about?

Worst case scenario, I finally get the death I deserve.

Then-

Light.

A brilliant, incandescent whirlpool of light consumed me, dragging me out of the void.

I had no time to scream.

No time to struggle.

And just like that-

I was somewhere else.

***

When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in a mysterious space that seemed to hold infinite knowledge.

"...."

I blinked, trying to somehow make sense of my unusual surroundings.

Up in the sky- if it could be called one. Seven stars could be seen. And each one seemed to represent a different aspect of life. Each carrying a weight I could not yet fanthom.

And just as I stretched my hands towards the seven stars in the sky. I realized a shocking fact.

Thump... Thump...

My hands were being pulled back and before I could make sense of the weird sensation of falling into an endless void. I realized that the strange vision was gone and my eyes opened to ruined structures and buildings.

A bright incandescent flame roared chaotically around me, and buildings crumbled into a pile of dust and shards, one after another.

And then,

It came.

Boooommm!!!

Memories flooded in like a raging tsunami.

"Kgha-!"

I staggered, coughing out a mouthful of blood as I fell to my knees.

I tightly pressed my hand against my temples, as though that would alleviate the intense headache assaulting me.

Tightly clenching my fists and biting hard on my lips to suppress the pain that threatened to consume me, I struggled hard to make sense the various scenes rapidly flashing past me.

Slowly, the flood of memories no longer came in, and it soon became glaringly clear that I had...

Transmigrated?

Is this some sort of joke?

That was the first thought that came to my mind.

I had read multiple webnovels, infact I could be said to be a veteran reader and a... failed author. But, the idea of transmigrating had never once crossed my mind.

Wasn't that supposed to be impossible in the first place?

And a few questions flooded my mind:

How did I transmigrate?

Why have I transmigrated?

And so much more.

At first, I thought maybe a god of sort decided to give me a second chance after all the pain and trauma I had gone through. But, how laughable.

I easily waved that off just as it came.

If suffering was the criteria for transmigrating, then I am afraid this strange world will be filled with transmigrates at this point.

But there was still something that was baffling me or to me more precise- unnerving me in a lot of ways.

The previous owner of this body had set up a petrol explosion in order to escape from a demon. His plan did end up succeeding, but it came at a cost.

At the cost of unraveling some sealed memories. And these said memories were responsible for killing him.

But-

A chilling cold crept down my spine.

How can someone die because of a few set of memories?

How dangerous must those memories be, to be able to lead to such a traumatic event?

To succeed in killing someone...

And what made everything worse?

It was the fact that these sealed memories of sorts, along with a few of mine, were all sealed... together.

The thought of the seal breaking open sent chills down my spine and I had to tightly clench my hands in order to stop the sonorous tremors running through me.

Even if it didn't really work, it was still better than nothing.

"Huff..."

I exhaled sharply, and before long, I eventually managed to pacify my rapidly beating heart.

'Alright, let's just say I happen to be a lucky fellow and got transmigrated.'

My mouth twitched slightly at this thought of mine.

But it wasn't like I had any other choice.

I could simply go with this easy way or keep cranking my head around the unfathomable mysteries behind my transmigration.

"So... what next?" I muttered, running a hand through my hair.

I shifted my gaze to assess my surroundings more vividly. And I soon realized a fact that didn't really sit well with me.

Thump... Thump...

I was surrounded by roaring flames, charred structures and broken pile of woods that blocked most paths of escape.

I frowned.

And just as I allowed my eyes to move around.

My frown deepened.

At least, until I saw... her.

A woman lay crushed beneath a massive stone, her abdomen torn open, dark blood pooling around her like spilled ink

'Shit!'

I took a step forward, heart pounding. Then, something twisted. A shiver ran down my spine. The scent of blood was... wrong. Too thick. Too dark.

My breath hitched as memories slammed into me like a tidal wave- this was no dying woman. This was the demon that had tried to kill me.

According to the memories I inherited- demons aren't from this world. They came from a shattered dimension known as Hell.

And what disturbed me and elicited a deep frown from me was the fact that these demons, by possessing humans, can anchor themselves to this plane.

"Hum..."

I swallowed.

"...."

I stared at her with a wary gaze.

There's no need to be scared of her right?

I thought, my brows arching upward.

With the grievous injury she had sustained, she was definitely in no position to pull off her possession stunt. Or... can she?

The question deeply troubled me.

If it turned out that she could, then attempting to approach her in order to get some answers would be no different from courting death.

And I had no plans of doing that. At least not until I figured out what was going on?

And to make matters worse,

Thump... Thump...

There was only one way to find out.

Fighting against the fear that threatened to overwhelm me, I took my first step towards her.

Tok~

And then,

Tok~

I took another step.

Tok~ Tok~

Each step of mine echoed through the quiet and her cold gaze sent chills slithering down my spine. But I simply bit on my lower lips and,

Tok~

Kept moving forward.

Tok~

I knew I couldn't afford to show any sign of weakness.

Step~

Arriving before her,

I had no idea if she was still capable of fighting back. But if I hesitated now, I'd loose my only chance at answers.

"Who sent you?" I muttered with the coldest voice I could muster.

Silence. It lingered.

She simply glared at me, and the quiet made it clear that she wasn't willing to say anything.

Irritated, I was about to lose myself to anger when-

A smile crept up my features.

"As long as you tell me who it's. I promise not to kill you."

I paused, allowing her to digest the words before proceeding. "You should know that we- Winchesters, take our words quite seriously."

The demon was silent. She bit on her lower lips as her thoughts ran amok.

'True. The Winchesters value their words. But-

Biting her lips even harder.

If he were to search my memories, I would probably suffer a fate worse than death. But...

Her gaze shifted towards me and I calmly waited.

I wasn't scared that she wouldn't accept the deal.

She would. Not only that, but she would eventually fall into the trap I had waiting just for her.

Chuckling quietly, I portrayed the same stoic, cold expression.

'I don't have any other choice.'

With a long sigh and with clenched jaws, she eventually said:

"His name is Azazel. A higher demon."

Now... That's a big problem.

I frowned.

To be known as I higher demon. At the very least, one must be a demi-god!

Just great!

Just arrived here and I already have a demi-god out for my blood.

With a narrowed brow, I shifted my gaze toward her and asked. "What does the demon want from me?"

Agitated~

I added:

"Why did he order for me to be killed?"

"....!"

'T-his... how the hell am I supposed to know.'

Clenching her jaws, she felt he was mocking her impure bloodline.

"You can ask him when you go to hell," She spat out irritatingly, anger seeping into her voice.

I was first taken aback, but then-

"Euuf!" I exhaled sharply.

I didn't know how to reply nor how to press on without appearing too eager for the answers.

I let out a light sigh.

Well at least on the bright side of things. I know who's trying to kill me and well, on the not so bright side, I don't know why this higher-demon is after my petty life.

And to make matters worse, this stupid lower demon doesn't seem to have an inkling on the higher demon's plan.

Facepalming myself, I resisted the urge to "gift" the demon a dirty slap.

"Urgh-!" I struggled to calm down.

Who even takes a mission without knowing what said mission is about?

But thinking about it.

I guess she isn't to be blamed. After all, she is only a lower demon. Probably not even worthy of meeting with the higher demon.

What did I expect anyway?

For the demon to rant on about his plans?

Lightly shaking my head, I turned and proceeded to leave.

As for the demon, she could bleed to death for all I cared.

But just as I took my first step.

Tok~

The demon realized she'd been tricked. After all, she needn't be killed by me. She would still bleed to death anyway.

'Fucking bastard!'

Gritting her teeth, she spat out:

"You pathetic weakling! Your father will never be proud of you! You're just a bastard who runs away from the truth."

Spitting on the ground as though in disdain, she added, "Pathetic."

In the moments of anger, she had made us of an ability fully possessed by higher demons and partly, by a minute number of lower demons.

Mind read... subconscious dive or whatever name you gave it.

Its goal was simple.

To dive into the target's psyche, into the target's hidden thoughts, motivations and paranoias. And then use them as a leverage to get under said target's skin.

Clench!

I suddenly stayed rooted to the spot.

I tried to move, but my body just wouldn't.

It was almost as though something. Someone.

An entity within me was screaming for me to teach her a lesson.

I had a guess.

It was probably the remnant soul of the previous owner of this body.

That would also explain why I felt so aggrieved all of a sudden.

And I could feel a familiar emotion slowly crawling its way towards me.

Anger.

It was slowly eating me from the inside.

Slowly trying to overwhelm me.

I felt like the demon had struck a fragile chord in my soul and... I had to strike back!

Blood for blood it's then.

A cold expression crept up my face and I turned to face her. Now with an expressionless look.

Ba- dump! Ba- dump!

I brought out a mini-book from my back pocket.

Scrolling through the pages without saying a word, the sound filled the tense silence.

The demon glared at me and if looks could kill- I would probably be dead by now.

But that was nothing compared to what I was about to do to her.

She wondered what the human needed a book for.

'Smack her to death?'

I eventually stopped at a particular page that read:

Romaniakn Exorcism Spell.

"Huff... Huh..." I steadied my breath, my feelings a mix of thrill and anger.

The thrill that I could try out one of the mysterious, supernatural aspects of this world and an indescribable anger towards the demon for using a subtle part of my memory against me.

I couldn't accept it and I definitely don't plan on letting her go scot-free.

Closing my eyes, I opened it with a sharp exhalation and then-

Thump....Thump...

My lips moved, and strangely enough, I could read and pronounce every single one of the strange letters.

These words of mine- seem to hold within them, a mysterious energy that resonated with reality, sending formless waves of energy towards the demon.

"Aaaaaaaargggghh!!!" She let out a loud, blood-curdling scream.

And to make matters worse.

This was but just the beginning and before long, she felt the pain of a thousand needles boring into her soul, each set of words shattered her soul into pieces and fragments.

Such pain.

It couldn't be described in words.

She literally felt like dying!

"Aaaaarggh.... please make it stop!"

"Please!!"

She pleaded and pleaded.

Waddling in her pool of blood, she tried all means to alleviate the pain. Yet,

"Aaaaarggh!"

Nothing seemed to work.

If anything, the pain was only intensifying.

Already engrossed in this mysterious state of having an invisible force feeding me with a strange energy, I continued reading at a fast pace, heightening the pain that shot through the demon and the ear-piercing screams that escaped her lips.

Of course, I was already too engrossed to notice this.

Whoosh-!

Whoosh-!!

Scrolling through the pages, I continued to recite the chant.

And when my voice finally died down.

Thump... Thump...

The gathered adrenaline within me slowly ebbing away.

My eyes snapped towards the demon, the mysterious glow in my eyes fully dissipating.

Staring at the demon~ or at least what remained of her.

I felt a cold chill slither down my spine.

Thump... Thump...

Tok~

I instinctively moved backward.

T-his... I stuttered. Was this done by me?

My lips shivered and before long, my body soon joined in the fray as I gazed at the dark pool of blood, or to be more precise, the body of a young lady who had been utterly disfigured and dismembered by a mysterious force.

And then-

Thump... Thump...

A dense black smock suddenly shot out of her body, startling me.

Ba- dump! Ba- dump!

My heart hammered against my chest as I fell onto the ground with a loud thud.

The black smoke immediately phased through the ground, leaving a charred metallic stain on the ground.

And I continued to stare blankly ahead of me, shocked and completely shaken by the grotesque image before me.

And just then,

Ba- dump! Ba- dump!

It popped up.

[Congratulations on completing a side quest:

Exorcise a demon!]