Rebirth: King To Superstar Chapter 2
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"Ah, such a small role. I hardly have half a page full of dialogues. This is also the last examination of the year. I need to try and get some recognition from the teachers during the drama. But how? God damnit." A young man in his early twenties could hold the anger in and threw the paper in his hand.
As he did, he couldn't help but suddenly clutch his chest from intense pain and fall to his knees while gasping for air. Falling on the ground he gripped his chest tighter as his face went pale.
"Fu*k I'm dieing like this at the end. Not achieving anything in this shithole called earth." Cursing on his last breath.
Kim Joon-won, died in his flat, due to a cardiac arrest from rage.
From the now body came out a transparent soul. It was Joon-won. He desperately tried to stretch out his transparent hand towards the body but before he could touch it, the soul got dragged away.
As one soul got dragged away leaving a cold body on the floor of a single bedroom rented room, a few minutes later another white soul was gently placed into it. As the soul was integrating into the body, a small golden wisp rushed into the head burying itself deep inside.
The pale face finally turned rosy signifying that the body was still living. The hand holding the script clenched tightly, crumbling the paper as the eyes fluttered as slowly opened.
"Ugh, Where am I? I should be dead by now. Is this heaven? I should look for Quin if it is." A hoarse voice filled the silent house. It was Zen Su. The king, who died and hoped to reunite with his wife in the afterlife.
Slowly rubbing both the eyes which were unclear and hazy, he finally got a good look at what he thought was heaven.
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"I thought heaven was above clouds and had a blue sky. But why is the sky brown in colour? Am in a special room and yet to go to heaven?" Pondering over the brown ceiling he saw.
"Wait, what is this pain? Ugh." His hands immediately left the script in his hand before clutching his head tightly. He felt pain from a rush of information streaming inside his head.
"Wait, what? This isn't the Zen Kingdom? I am not Zen Su? I wasn't a king? What are these new memories? Why does it seem like I am forgetting an important part of my life?" Clutching his head tighter he murmured fearfully.
[Host memories going haywire. Initializing temporary protocol and keep mild restrictions for smooth flow of memories while maintaining the old ones] A small robotic sound resounded in his head, but Zen Su was panic-stricken to care about it.
[Beep... Beep... Stable Network established for the flow of memories. Shutting down till Host fulfils necessary conditions for full activation]
"I am Zen Su. Not someone else. Oh god almost forgot who I was immediately after I died. But where am I? Wait why do I slowly remember being someone else? These aren't my memories. A kid named Kim Joon-won? But why do I know his name and memories?" Slowly releasing the tight hold he had on his hair.
Taking a deep breath, closed his eyes and quickly calmed himself in the strange situation he was in, showing his self-control and the skills he picked up while being a King. Slowly, arranging his thoughts, Zhen Su analyzed his situation.
"I somehow died yet I got reborn in another world? Inside another body? I have never even heard of such a thing even back in the kingdom."
"According to the memories, I am inside a 20 years old kid named Kim Joon-won? What a strange name." Finally opening his eyes.
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"I'm not in heaven, not hell. I'm alive again. Poor guy died very young, giving me this opportunity."
Pulling himself up while still sitting on the ground, he looked around trying to analyse his surroundings. Seeing the medium-sized television his mouth went open.
"What is this strange thing? Even as a king, I never saw this. Wait, this is called a television? T.V? Wish and according to how I remember, we can see motion pictures in it?" Feeling curious at the new technology in front of him, he slowly understood what television was from Kim Joon-won's memories.
Looking around on the ground he finally found the remote and took it into his hands.
"Hmm, to turn this thing, T.V on, I need to use this. Yeah, this button should be it." Finding the right button he turned it on.
As soon as he did the T.V turned on and his eyes went wide. He could see people talking about the stuff inside and couldn't utter a single word from the pure shock he was in.
"Woah this is revolutionary. Such amazing things exist in this world. Even the magic we could use doesn't compare to this. To even think of such a thing and make it, the human brains are much more complex here compared to back home." Finally reacting to it.
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8 222Travels along the Astral Road
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