Loser's redo: Transmigration in a novel

Waking up from his slumber, Noah looked at the ceiling above him. It was a ceiling in classic design with a rose outline drawing in the middle.

He felt that it was familiar and unfamiliar at the same time.

"Ugh..."

His head started hurting again as he remembered the memory of someone he didn't know. Holding his head with his hand, he concentrated upon the memory appearing within his head.

There was nothing interesting in the memory as everything was just gloomy from the perspective of the owner of this memory.

'Zick Melvix'

That was his name. From the day he was born there was only one person who took care of him. It was his personal butler Von demise.

Zick was thrown aside by his family as he didn't have any talent, it was almost nonexistent both his talent for sword and mana.

But as a noble he still got a tutor to become literate and gain knowledge about the noble society.

He had tried learning how to use a sword but the fact that he was talentless came and hit him on the face.

He couldn't even sense mana that a kid in the age of 5 could do, the trainees in the field would laugh at him for not being able to sense mana even when he had turned 8.

The melvix are a noble family of the Cravion kingdom. They are one of the Duke ranked nobles in Cravion kingdom, the melvix family is known for their military force which is unmatched in the whole continent.

Being one of the heirs of the malvix family holds a lot of expectation and responsibilities.

And Zick was the definition of incompetent in their eyes so his existence was totally ignored and looked down upon by the melvix family.

There was another fact that Zick's hair was black different from his family.

Every last person who had the blood of the melvix family running through their veins had ash-grey colour hair. With this fact he was even ignored by the knights of his family.

Zick's memory ends at a corridor where he was walking towards his room. At that time he was 8 and a half years old.

"Phew....."

Breathing out loudly, Noah was shocked at what he had seen in those memories. It was same as the novel named 'The hero of vesteric fights the demon lord'

'The cravion kingdom.... isn't that from that novel..? even the melvix family, wasn't that one of the noble families which played an important role at the middle of the novel...?'

His brain started running at full speed as he thought of the memory that was in his head.

Just concentrated a little upon it, he could remember it all almost like he was the one who went through all that.

'wait....'

Noah looked at his hand which he had used to hold his head, they were small unlike his hand when he used the keyboard of his computer.

Getting up in a hurry, he looked at his body.

'I became small...?'

His body had become smaller...

'No that isn't it'

Getting out of the bed, he ran towards the big full body mirror that he remembered in my memory.

'wait, in my memory...?'

My heart started beating faster thinking of this, Walking with a slowed down footstep he stood in front of the mirror.

Looking in the mirror, There stood a kid at the age of 8 with black hair and red eyes that shined like crystal. The boy looked very beautiful.

It was the first time Noah had seen some so handsome in his life, he almost didn't feel like it was human.

Coming out of his stupor, He moved his hand and looked at the mirror. The figure in the mirror did the same thing he did.

"I became Zick...?"

He couldn't believe his situation, even though it was right in front of him.

Remembering how he had died, He walked back to his bed and started sleeping in it after putting the white blanket above himself.

He was mentally exhausted from a long.....a very long time ago.

Experiencing one misfortune after another had made him totally exhausted. That was the reason he locked himself up in his room not getting out, he didn't have the power to face reality again.

"hahahaha...."

Thinking of his current situation and how he died before made him laugh for some reason.

'ah...it has been while since I laughed for once'

He was aware that he was broken somewhere, he didn't even try to take revenge against the bullies after getting out of the prison, instead he just wrote a novel to make some money to live.

And in this world where the main character had died and everyone else was killed by the Demon race, he wasn't confident at all to live.

Thinking this far, he could only shake his head below the blanket. Despair was the only thing he could feel.

'Why did I even get in this crazy world'

"Sigh....."

Sighing to himself, Noah no Zick got out of the bed and walked towards the door.

If right now anyone could see his face they would see the same smile he had when he got released from his prison.

It was morning right at the moment.

Zick followed the new memory that he got and went towards the dining hall.

"young master Zick, your....."

Zick heard the voice of his butler coming from the corner of the room, Turning towards the butler. Zick still had his smile plastered on his face.

"Is the breakfast ready?"

After getting his new memory, Zick was able to talk in the native language of this world.

"...yes, please follow me"

Saying this Von started escorting Zick.

Von felt that something was wrong with Zick as he would never smile and speak so informally to him before.

But Von didn't bother thinking about it much.

Von had been trained from a young age to serve his future lord, he trained in all house hold work and even in assassination and self defence skills to guard the life of his future lord.

But when he was assigned as Zick's butler, he was very disappointed and wanted to change his current lord and serve someone worthy of him.

Even after trying for years, he was still stuck as Zick butler so he was almost going to give up but suddenly he got the information that his current lord Zick would be killed when he turned 12 year old if he didn't show any talent in his sword training.

This order directly came from the current lord of the Malvix family.

'Just four years more....'

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