READ NOVEL ONLINE Chapter 2: Awakening of the Fallen
'So, this is how death feels like.'
Aeron's thoughts drifted through the darkness, his mind struggling to grasp what had just happened. It was... too quiet. Too still.
There was no pain, no overwhelming force that he had expected from falling.
He had imagined the blackness of death would be complete—endless, suffocating, and final—but here he was, thinking, still aware.
Wait a minute... How am I able to think? The realization sent a shiver down his spine.
Wasn't I supposed to be in total blackness, lost to everything? His heart skipped a beat, and a cold sweat broke out.
This means heaven and hell… gods exist after all?
A sudden panic gripped him. "No... not hell, please, not hell," he whispered, clutching at whatever he could feel around him.
He didn't believe in any of this before—he never did.
He'd always thought it was just stories.
His thoughts, though shaky, began to settle into a painful truth. I'm dead. I must be...
The panic began to subside as his senses slowly returned, and a faint light crept into his awareness.
As his eyes flickered open, he saw a spacious, dimly lit room. A large, dark chamber stretched before him, its vastness almost suffocating.
He blinked, disoriented, and tried to focus on his surroundings.
He could see an open window, faint moonlight spilling through the curtains, but the room... the room was magnificent.
Wait a minute, he thought, frowning. This... this isn't what I imagined death would be like.
His hand instinctively reached for a light switch on the wall, and when he flicked it, the room seemed to come alive.
The soft glow of warm lighting filled the space, casting shadows and revealing every detail of the grand room.
The sheer size of it was overwhelming.
The room was luxurious beyond anything he'd ever seen in his past life.
Soft golden light glowed from intricate chandeliers hanging from the high ceiling, and the walls were lined with beautiful tapestries.
The furniture looked like it had been crafted by the hands of masters, plush and inviting.
Aeron's thoughts raced as he took in the sight. This place... it's incredible.
'This kind of room you'd only see in a dream.'
Am i dreaming
'No this is too real to be dream'
He shook his head, trying to clear the fog. But how? I was falling, and then... darkness.
The confusion lingered, but something inside him urged him to keep exploring, to understand what was going on.
But then, it all came crashing back into his mind.
Wait a minute... I was dead.
Aeron froze for a second, his thoughts grinding to a halt. The weight of his situation slowly sank in.
His heart raced as the reality dawned on him.
"If I'm not dead, then where the hell am I?"
One hour passed.
As Kaelin stood there in the overwhelming silence of the room, trying to make sense of his surroundings, a sudden ping echoed in the air, snapping him out of his thoughts.
He froze, eyes widening as a translucent blue screen appeared in front of him, glowing with an otherworldly light.
"What... is this?"
The screen hovered just within his line of sight, the text flickering before him like a hologram.
Kaelin's heart raced as he stared at it, utterly confused.
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[STATUS WINDOW]
•Name: Kaelin
•Age: 16
•Race: Half-Dragon
•Level: 25
•Rank: B
•Elements : Water, lightning , Darkness
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[Attributes]
Strength: 110 (B)
Agility:121 (B++)
Endurance: 111 (B)
Magic Power: 107 (B-)
Intelligence: 80 (C)
Luck:0 (F)
Inventory: Empty
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Title:"The Masked Prodigy"
"Rebirth of the Fallen"
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'Oh this is what a System Screen looks like' But there are many things. I didn't understand
The words on the screen glowed brightly,
"Kaelin?" I think it's the name of body I am in.
(A/N: Now we will call him kael instead of aeron )
His eyes darted to the Race section: Half-Dragon.
His heart skipped a beat. Half-Dragon?
'Half dragon'
His gaze moved down to his rank—B. What did that mean?
As Kaelin stood there, the status continued to burn into his mind: Mana, Strength, Agility, Endurance, and Intelligence—all listed with impressive numbers.
He felt the weight of it all sinking in. This wasn't some glitch or malfunction.
The most jarring of all, though, was the title:
"Rebirth of the Fallen."
He couldn't understand it. Rebirth? Fallen? His mind flashed to his death—his fall.
Was this what it meant? Had he truly fallen and was now reborn into something else, something... more?
Well the fact is ,he was completely wrong.
Kaelin took a step back, his chest tightening. What is all this?
He reached out instinctively toward the screen, his fingers passing right through it, yet it remained in front of him, untouched.
Then, just as suddenly as it had appeared, the blue screen flickered and vanished, leaving Kaelin standing in the room, his mind racing faster than ever before.
Rebirth... Half-Dragon... What does it all mean?
Kaelin couldn't shake the feeling that he wasn't alone in this place—that something far greater than he could understand was guiding him.
He had to uncover the truth. He had to understand who or what he had become.
As he stood there in silence, the weight of his situation settled in.
What was he supposed to do now?
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