The start I guess

In a dark room tapping sounds and a stomach growling can be heard, there sitting on floor a skinny pale guy named Norman he doesn't seem to notice how poorly his health is, no rather Norman just doesn't care anymore.

"Arggggh" a loud cry of a monster echoes in the room or to be specific it's the final boss Norman had been trying to beat for a week now, staring into his PC screen congratulations letter can be seen but as far as Norman know it's not that important it's just a letter from the developers of the game or is it? no one knows.

the letter said:

"Thank you Gutz (Norman's ign) for playing this game I know it's not easy to get here only you managed to finish this game we also know how frustrated and how you like this game but we're here to inform you that SMITE is closing all it's servers today you still have 2 hours to view all the items you have or visit the places that you want. it's been a great 10 years servicing you Gutz once again thank you for sticking around after all the controversy about this game, here's your final reward."

•π Unknown book.

"sigh" sighing Norman puts both his hands on his stomach that growls once again reminding him that he needs to eat. after sometime he stood up from his spot and leaves the room to check if he still have a food somewhere in the kitchen, Norman decided to check the big fridge first but just as he was about to open the refrigerator blood started to drip down from his nose and he was hit by a massive throbbing headache.

pinching his nose with his right hand Norman looks up in the ceiling trying to stop the blood from escaping through his nose, unfortunately for him another wave of pain hits his head and this time it's much worse Norman groans from the pain feeling like his brain is getting stabbed by one thousand needles. unable to keep his consciousness Norman visions blurred and he falls down face first he... he passed out.

Norman's pov•

*gurhhhh* did I pass out I guess this damn curse no this disease this cancer is finally catching up on me I should've taken all the medicine my doctor recommended but then again I'm not stacked I'm broke asf, heck I couldn't even afford a proper meal but shit it buffles me that I'm still alive after all this time. well there's no point wasting time thinking about all the bad choices I made what happened happened that's all to it no one to blame but me.

standing up my vision is still a little blurry but it's much better now feeling a little uncomfortable I made my way to the bathroom. opening the door I flicked the switch lightning up the small room, walking carefully towards the sink I washed my face hoping that maybe it will finally go away and so it did, now feeling better I noticed that there's something wrong my body is lighter and my coughing seem to disappear

wondering what had happened I tried checking my hair to confirm my suspicion and funnily enough it's now shorter it should be long as I don't have a money to get my hair done.

"ah shit what now?" cursing to myself I noticed that there's actually a mirror just Infront of me looking at it there I saw I completely new person, it looks like a person but it's also not totally giving me this uncanny vibe. this person no this body this isn't mine I'm well damned aware I'm not this good looking.

staring into it's dark shallow eye's that looks like it had lost all sorts of emotions I felt like someone is watching me and then out of nowhere I was hit again by a painful headache this time tho I got a lot of strange unknown memories about who this person is or rather who I am, after about 10 minutes of suffering from a massive headache it now disappeared. processing all the info I got I learned that this person or this new me is named Anderson Reedus but because I transmigrated here or something the name had changed to Norman Reedus.

while I did receive a lot of info about this guy's background and where I am right now there's still a lot of things that I don't know of, talk about where I am right now well shit I don't believe it no really I just refuse to believe it that I'm inside the very game I finished over who knows how much time passed. I don't care about that right now all I need to know is to what am I doing here and for what purpose.

"oof this apartment looks exactly as the apartment I used to live in, it's strange do the devs know something about this?"

checking the pockets on my short I found myself feeling a little disappointed I had completely forgotten that this isn't my body same goes for all the things that Im wearing right now wich means all my cigarettes are gone, guess no more smoking for now...

*haaaaaaa* sighing I decided to head in the balcony, stepping out for a fresh air I looked at view that is completely alienated to me the futuristic tall building, cars, cold wind and the beautiful night it made me wonder if this is really the game that I played.

even tho my apartment room is far I can still see the big academy where the story starts. so will I meet the main characters? frankly I don't want to I'm done with all the fighting chaos life I just want a normal one I can't do all those shits again I can't afford to.

resting both my hands and my chin on the railing I closed my eyes to get a little time for myself to calm my mind.

"this might be a new start... I guess"