Chapter 1: Chapter 1

His body hung aimlessly in the air. He felt like he was floating on water and drifting away, but he was also falling from the sky.

It was an odd sensation, as if every part of his body, from head to toe, belonged to someone else.

He allowed himself to be carried away by this sensation. He felt unfathomably safe in this strange inconsistency.

His heart was filled with a strong desire to sleep soundly. (How long had he been content?)

Work has been the only peace he had ever experienced in his life. However, this sensation, which can make one forget oneself, gradually stole his consciousness. 

Unfortunately, something was interfering with his ability to relax.

The peaceful calm had been broken. That wonderful sense of comfort has vanished, leaving only overwhelming dissatisfaction and unending irritation to torment him.

......Young master Gin, it's time for the Graduation ceremony.."

. . . Young master Gin.

‘Young master Gin?’

This phrase seems very far away and reminds me of just a small thought. He felt like he was at the bottom of a warm lake with no work or responsibilities, but as he began to lose focus and fall back asleep, he felt someone shaking his body. 

Soon the shaking started to irritate me and he instinctively tried to push the intruder's hands away from my sleep. Despite my attempts, the evil hand that deprived him of sleep kept trying to wake him up.

(I just want to sleep.)

"I'm so tired, let me sleep a little longer..."

 But then there's this. A rational thought flashes to him as quickly as lightning. Just before falling asleep, a memory came to mind.

(Damned! My shift had not yet ended, and I had fallen asleep while working. "I've so screwed if the head department catches me)

However, he is concerned that his good working record will be ruined if his incompetent colleagues who are working late see him "Is it okay if they don't tell the superiors? Definitely not." It goes without saying that if they catch him sleeping, rumors will spread like wildfire.

Because of that reason, he tried to get up in a hurry,

"Eh?"

 Something's wrong. something very strange. The place where I fell asleep was exactly on an old chair. But now I am lying on a very big bench.

He tried to get up, but he felt that his body wasn't his. He tried and tried, but he felt pushed back down.

(what the hell?, how many times do I try to get up and I keep coming down back)

While lying on a very comfortable and hard bench, rays of light passed through his blurry vision like

A cool breeze from the open field. As he was about to blink his eyes open, he noticed a blurry portrait of someone standing close to him on the left.

He noticed someone smiling and carrying daggers around her midsection to my left. When she smiles at me, she has blue eyes. (what a smile, so cute)

"What? is this a dream?" 

“Young master Gin, what do you mean?

He asks if it was a dream and the answer that comes back is "young master"? He is a grandsley layman, a clerk in a trading company. Not some young master.

"What on earth is going on?"

Exactly, Keuk!

His head began to pound furiously." "'AARGH, it hurts so bad!' Even though there seemed to be no room for it, all kinds of knowledge pushed their way into his head. It was excruciatingly uncomfortable and painful.

He was in so much pain that he blanked out for a while. After a few moments, the agonizing pain felt like a distant memory. Of course, after sorting through those memories, he was able to realize it.

At that point, he realized something.

(This couldn't be the desk where I fell asleep if this wasn't the planet Earth where I lived.)

(...death due to overwork.) Is that possible?) As sweat ran down his cheek, he reflected.

(My name is... no, it was a Grandsley layman, a clerk in a previous life. Except for two things, I don't have many regrets in life. One was from "that" novel, and the second... Wow, I was forty-five and never had a relationship. It's rather pitiful...)

(I wonder how many employees will be relieved that I died.) he reasoned 

He let out a long sigh of regret. Despite his best efforts, the raging headache had completely woken him up. The only thing he could do now was accept what had occurred and move on, but it was not an easy thing to do.

(Well, who woke me up?) He shifted his gaze to the left. Even though all of their memories were united, they still needed time to settle. Past and current life memories.

"she is? ... Yes, she's one of my assassin maids.

(What? Assassin maid, who the hell is this guy?)

If I recall correctly, she was known as "Luna."

"Yes,"

"It's all right, Luna. I'll be there right away, I appreciate you informing me." If it becomes necessary, I will contact you."

"Certainly, young master Gin."

Luna flicked and vanished without a trace.

First and foremost He stands up, knowing that this is not his previous life body.

He had calmed down and could now focus on the important things. He wanted to assess his current physical condition.

He has no recollection of his appearance for some reason. He must have last looked in the mirror a long time ago.

(I was about 15 years old at the time of the memory.)

Until about 30 years ago. He had a handsome face. But he no longer recalls it. Nonetheless, he did his best to look after his body.

But something isn't right. He decided to look through a reflector because he was in an open field.

He eventually came across a window and exhaled deeply.

He froze the second he saw it. He did it because of someone or something in the mirror, not because of the window.

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 He pointed to himself and the mirror with a trembling hand. The creature in the mirror exactly replicated his movements. Because "it was me," of course.

He was so chubby that he thought he had to take his shirt button off just because his big belly was in the way. Increasing the size of the stomach appeared to create a black hole. "Wait, what the fuck?" "What exactly is this body!"

"This has to be a dream, it has to be a dream." In self-denial, he clutched his stomach.

But all he got in exchange was the agony of being pinched.

 "No, no matter how unhappy you are, how did you get to this point? "How did he end up like this?"

Even though he was a 45-year-old man who had never been in a relationship, his body was in good shape because he worked out in his spare time. But his current body is a complete disaster.

 It can be found in films, plays, and novels. a wonderful, beautiful, normal reincarnation So, "why am I having to go through all of this?"

He would rather live a normal life. Even though he never had a love affair, he still wishes he could! He couldn't help but sigh as he looked at his face. It was nothing like what he remembered. Fortunately, the face is no longer salvageable.

(According to luna who called me "Gin".)

"Open status"

He said it reflexively. characters who have been reincarnated, do have a system. that if he felt that his body had changed, checking its status would have been the sensible thing to do.

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 But nothing happens, he tries and he tries but then nothing. So he gave up, so then, it happened before my eyes. A message appeared 

[Character - Anos voldigoad]

[*Warning: You are currently affected by "extreme obesity". Its mana is reduced to 0. And cannot be increased until you are no longer obese.]

[*Warning: extremely obese condition, please reduce your weight]

 "What? No stats,"

The red alerts irritated his eyes. And when he looked up at himself in the mirror, he caught a glimpse of hatred, and fury at the original owner of this body.

"How fat am I that these warning messages continue to appear?" And there's no stat.

Without realizing it, he let out a sigh. He adjusts his vision to his current situation. A calendar was displayed at the top of the window. [April 1, 1517] [Continental Calendar]

"Wait a minute, isn't that the continental calendar from the novel I was reading, [Tyrant], not to mention the other details?"

(I had been so terrified for so long that I had neglected aspects of my current life. The first thing that comes to mind when I think of them is the Council of Lords of this world)

The hexagon

Upper, middle and lower-level magicians

Anyone who thinks these Lords are silent figureheads is wrong.

Among the Lords, there is one who likes to play very nasty pranks. So, they say, in the case of people like him who die an unjust death, most of the time he takes the person's soul away and plants it in a new body. For an intermediate-level mage, this probably wouldn't have been difficult. Because they are, well, Lords.

Nothing is impossible for a superior being.

The problem is that the knowledge of these Lords of this world coincides with the worldview of the novel [Tyrant], which he read earlier

He concluded without too much difficulty. "The novel [Tyrant], which I have enjoyed reading since I was a child, has come true. I'm not sure why, but it happened"

He has no idea why this happened. He is unsure whether this is a joke from the author, a dream, or if such a world exists in a parallel universe

But one thing is certain: he came to this world.

Furthermore, during the awakening process, memories from his past and present lives were stored in his mind. So recalling information about [tyrant] from his past life is not difficult.

Anos voldigoad.

Anos lived in a regular apartment, but he is not sure if he has any parents since "Luna referred to me as a young master for reasons I didn't understand;" he only got his assassin.

Anos was admitted to the 'Tyrant Middle Academy' at the age of ten, a place that trains elites to fight demons and monsters.

What ability did Anos have that allowed him to pass the entrance exam? He has no idea.

Nothing more than a warning about his obesity, according to the status interface.

He double-checked the status, in case he had missed something.

[*Warning: You are currently affected by "extreme obesity". Its mana is reduced to 0. And cannot be increased until you are no longer obese.]

[*Warning: extremely obese condition, please reduce your weight]]

Tch.", '' How vexing." 

He had no idea; the only memories he had of that agonizing pain were memories of a reading [tyrant] and a brief history of luna.

But he knew nothing about Anos because he was an extra with no background.

(However, to be honest, this insane body possession, transportation, or reincarnation was completely illogical. I had just taken a nap like any other day at work, but when I awoke, I was on the last day of the semester at [tyrant middle academy]). Anos becomes agitated and clutches his hand.

"why is this happening to me?"

"Who the hell transmigrated me into an extra" he exclaimed

The only thing he knows is that.

([tyrant] is a fierce battlefield in fiction, where the protagonist will save the entire world and all the girls will be all over him. But not in this case. This is reality, not fiction. I'm an extra character who only appears once and has some knowledge of the world's mysteries. The world is a harsh place. People in this world have no idea they live in a novel world. For them, this is their reality. Of course, that is now a harsh reality for me as well. If I lose or die, it's all over; I died in my previous life, and if I die in this life, I'll die twice, so it's important to understand that my starting point is now, even though it will take two weeks to lose weight)

He kept his head and heart as calm as possible and began thinking rationally about things one by one.

Using this knowledge to his advantage, he can quickly overcome and reap the benefits of almost any situation he encounters. He can shape his own brighter future! but how?.

(In this situation, staying in the shadows and planning would be the best course of action.) 

[tyrant] is a typical action and adventure novel with a survival theme. But how he will survive in this world, will necessitate caution.

He began walking toward the graduation center after giving it some serious thought.

(Of course, because I've spent so much time reading this novel, I'm aware that the main story has already begun.) But for the time being, all I need to do is get stronger and stay in the shadows.)

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