Odyssey of a Deranged Transmigrator

Knock-knock! The door opens with a loud knock that reverberates throughout my bedroom, waking me up.

When I turned to see who was at the door, I noticed an unknown person standing there with a repulsed expression on their face and a filthy bowl in their hand.

”Who the hell are you?! ” I shouted out.

The strangers expression suggested that they were taken aback to hear someone speak to them in such an impolite manner.

”Its your breakfast, sir, ” the stranger whispered, closing the door behind them.

I dragged myself out of bed, my whole body feeling drained and achy. My head hurts.

Where am I? Is this a dream? Whats going on here? Im sure I died from old age.

As I slowly began walking towards the door to find where they went, I noticed a mirror on the side of the room.

In the mirror, I could clearly see all of the cuts and bruises I had received. They were fresh.

I had sickly pale skin, crimson irises, and disheveled hair, and I appeared to be much younger than I actually was—probably between the ages of 15 and 18 years old.

”Fuck. I reincarnated, huh… ”

As my attention wandered around me, taking in, processing, and committing to memory the various aspects of my environment, I became aware of a pot.

”Is this supposed to be breakfast? ” I said this while taking a look at the vile mass of gruel that was sitting in the pot. It resembled homemade pig feed that had been sitting around for a year or so.

I picked it up, feeling its light weight in my hands, and took a whiff.

”Ugh, it reeks. Holy shit. ” My nose was suddenly assaulted by a putrid odor. Something was coming up from my stomach and into my mouth, and I could feel it. ”Fuck, Im gonna puke. ” I thought to myself as I set the pot back down on the table and covered my mouth with both of my hands as I did so.

I ran as quickly as I could in the direction of the window, opened it, and then immediately threw up what appeared to be partially digested food and water.

”Fucking asshole, ” I said as I wiped the remaining puke out of the corner of my mouth with my hand.

After that, I went outside and discovered that I was in a long hallway that was decorated with pictures that were hung on the wall. They seemed old.

I got fairly close to one of these photographs and stared at it for a while. The picture showed two young children laughing and having a good time together while playing.

I went on a stroll, opened a few different doors, and investigated the mansion.

Every room behind each door was devoid of its contents, with the exception of a restroom and a number of storage rooms that held a wide variety of items, including beverages, cooking utensils, and weapons.

When I got to the end of the hallway, there was a fireplace and a very long table with lots of chairs beside it. There were also more paintings on the walls and several pieces of furniture that appeared to be quite expensive.

At the far end of the table sat a middle-aged man in a double-breasted coat with embroidered badges, a woman in a tightly-laced corset over a chemisette and a skirt decorated with numerous embroideries, and a man who looked slightly older and taller than me, perhaps two to five years my senior who was also dressed fancily like the other two.

Making as little noise as possible, I made my way toward the exit.

”Felix, sit down. ” It was stated in a commanding manner by the middle-aged man, but I paid no attention to what he had to say.

When I turned around, I saw that he was looking at me specifically.

”So my name here is Felix, huh, ” I said inside my head as I walked towards the chairs.

”What do you want? ” I inquired, directing my inquiry toward the middle-aged individual.

”Thats not how you address your father. ” The woman scolded me.

”What do you want? ” I inquired once more, this time ensuring that I made direct eye contact with the middle-aged man.

”You disrespectful brat- ”

I pulled a chair up next to the table and sat down, positioning one leg so that it was perched precariously on the edge of the chair. I was in no particular hurry, so I just grabbed an apple that was close by and started munching away.

”Looks like I did not discipline you enough yesterday, bro~ther. ” The young man who looked older than me said as he looked in my direction.

The woman gave the middle-aged man an unfriendly smile.

”I see, ” I said before sizing up the young man. ”So you
e the one who caused these wounds. You
e a real piece of work, brother. ” I spoke in a toneless manner before walking away.

”Sit down. We
e not done talking yet! ” The middle-aged man shouted.

”Im not interested, ” I said as I walked away, facing the direction of the door.

Then, all of a sudden, he yelled, ”Bind! ”

A powerful force brought me to a complete halt in my tracks. It was as if chains had been wrapped around my limbs. I couldn move.

I struggled to break free of my bonds but could hardly move at all.

”Felix, I asked you to clean the barn the other day, but you didn listen, did you? ” The middle-aged man asked.

He continued speaking, ”I hope you understand that there are consequences for your act of disobedience. ”

I paid no attention to what he was saying and started struggling against the force that was holding me captive even though I couldn see it.

The force that was binding me began to become even stronger, and it began to feel as though there was very little room for air to circulate between my arms and legs.

”Stop trying to fight it; it will only make your suffering even worse! ” He shouted at me.

My flesh, my muscles, and even the blood vessels in my body all felt like they were being compressed right now, and the pain was only getting worse.

”Whats the matter, Felix? Do you have a death wish? ” The midd