A Modern Man Who Got Transmigrated Into The Murim World นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"So Trevor isn't really dead, is he? Tell me, where is he?" Lucian shook his head. "Some things are not meant to be known. Mr. Whitlock has already severed the bond between you, so you'll never be able to find him again." The words came as a strong blow to Brielle. She turned to look at Trevor's body, her voice trembling. "Trev… He's abandoned me…" Her cries seemed to echo across time and space, reaching Trevor's ears. … Trevor's First-Person POV I woke up in the bathroom of my home. The overwhelming sensation of drowning jolted me instantly awake.

I gave him an approving smile. He was visibly encouraged. I finally had James under my control. Time flew. The day I needed to make a decision quickly approached. For the first time since dropping me there, the transmigration system finally spoke. “Host, are you ready to leave?” I hesitated. “What if I don’t want to leave? Is this allowed?” A cold, mechanical, electronic voice rang in my ears. “Sorry. There’s no corresponding response template in my operating program. “If you want to unbind me, you’ll never return to the real world.”

Harriet looked like she’d known this already, but Thorne and Dahlia were processing information that clearly complicated whatever plans they’d walked in with. “Inherited her body,” Dahlia repeated slowly. “You’re a transmigrator. Someone from the original world, placed into a body that died in Lenore.” “Yes.” No point in lying when the truth was already obvious. “And you just happened to end up in the body of the last living heir to the House that developed anomaly elimination technology?” Thorne’s skepticism was palpable. “That’s remarkably convenient.” “It’s remarkably strange,” I corrected. “But it’s what happened. Whether you believe it’s coincidence or fate or something else entirely do

He didn’t blink. When he spoke, his voice wasn’t his. It carried a thousand tones, layered, fractured, godlike. “This world must burn. And you will light it.” I stumbled toward him. “No. No, it’s me. Look at me. It’s Morwenna. It’s us. You’re alive. You’re still—” “Alive?” His lips curled like he didn’t understand the word. “I was taken. Remade. The gods touched me. They did not ask permission. Do you think love survives their fire?”

"The future? I... I don't know. Maybe? Everything feels so wrong. Please, I don't belong here. You have to help me get back!" The realization hit Kiara like a lightning bolt. This woman wasn't just another soul lost in this world—she had been transmigrated, just like Kiara. "You…" Kiara's voice was barely above a whisper. "You've been brought here, too." The woman's panic only grew. "What do you mean? How do you know this?" Kiara hesitated, her thoughts racing back to her arrival in this strange world. "Because the same thing happened to me. I'm not from here either."

" The surrounding people started to whisper, hearing the result, But that did not affect the middle-aged man as he gestured Ellias to leave the pond. What happened in front of me was so unbelievable that I thought I was dreaming, but it was not a dream. It looks like I was transmigrated into this body, But that means that the previous owner of this body died. I suddenly felt afraid, I got one more chance to be alive, but it seems that someone is after me in this world too. Hearing the middle-aged man's words and those shining fishes, This world is definitely not earth that I knew. It looks like people can control elements in this world, judging by what the middle-aged man said. If...

Sneering, I retorted, "The only thing I feel is joy that I'm finally going to be rid of you guys." Before the words had even fully settled, I raised my hand and slapped her. The sound echoed in the otherwise silent room. "Get out!" I snapped at her. No one was going to stop me from going home! That night, I locked my door and messaged Hugo Langdon. "It's done. I'm getting ready to go home." Hugo replied at once. He sent me a string of cheering emoticons. "Nathan! You're finally going home!" Hugo was the only friend I'd made after transmigrating into this world—and the only one like me. We were both unlucky enough to transmigrate here and be bound to systems that forced us to win over the lea

I never felt so cheated like this before, "How am I suppose to collect that much?!" Before I can even protest, the blank space starts distorting around me. What the heck? "Well, Goodluck Host St412c120883D! Look how lucky we are, there's already an available world for you! It's even a high-rank world! Maybe a Class-B or Class-C. Let's grab it before anyone can even find it!" "Hell no, wait!" "Transmigration starting 10% ... 27% ... 54% ... 89% ... 100%! Your soul will transfer in 3, 2, and 1."

Takamatsu screamed as different memory after another continued pouring inside of him, after some time everything stabilize as Takamatsu regained clarity, "I did die, though in normal thinking I am dead in the normal world, I did not cross over to the other side, I only transmigrated, Takamatsu said as he can't help feeling happy. "truck kun ," Takamatsu said as he can't help not stopping feeling happy on how he was not in the underworld but allowed to continue his life somewhere else with the even the possibility of having some cheat but immediately tears streamed down his eyes, though he was at first happy that he was not dead, but after remembering that he can't meet his family again and