Aeon Nether & Idol Effigy

Chapter 20- The First Few Years

17 days 8 hours and 5 minutes.

That was how long it took me to wake up.

No, I don't mean waking up in the literal sense. No... It was more figurative in a way, but more real in another way.

It took me another minute to understand how everything had stopped me from really having time to think.

I was dead and then I was not.

I was in excruciating pain, but thought about a few things when I woke up until I was 2. Maybe it's better to say I was playing pretend or distracting myself by saying I could do something that seems doable.

I killed something for the first time when I was 2... right?

Sigh. My memories are not great. I think I barely remember this web novel- was it a web novel?

What happened after that... Emma's/my family found me. I ran before they could run from me and leave me to die again.

Then I found a dungeon. Next I owned the dungeon. After that everything passed by in quick succession.

I found myself waking up after sleeping in this apartment alone 17 days ago.

Ah, right. I also killed people at some point.

In a way my mind is amazing from living through all of that without developing some psychological problem. Or at least I don't believe I had more psychological problems than the everyday ordinary person.

I only brought this up due to the teacher in front of me, in the study, seeming to have reminded me of just how stupid I am.

"Are you... listening?" The teacher's question brought me back from my train of thought.

"...Yes. I'm just confused and... worried? I guess."

"Well, although we all call them transmigrated individuals they pose no real threat to us. For example, they can't take over our bodies. They aren't gods."

"I don't understand. If they don't take over the bodies of people how are they transmigrating?"

"Ah, sorry I didn't explain it well. But the transmigrated is what we call the people that have woken up in this world of ours. We don't have reincarnated or other kinds of people like that. The concept of reincarnation and so on, only exists in fictional work. But the transmigrated are those that have memories or information about this world and find themselves waking up. It may be at birth or later on in someone 'else's' body. You see, when people find it hard to live or if they have an unfortunate fate, the world can allow them to die or kick them out by killing them. But their bodies require consciousness from a person."

"So people can erase or be replaced? And we call those that take the place of or replace people as the transmigrated, even if they don't have any information about this world?"

"Yes, you'll probably find out why we don't call them reincarnated people when they get born in this world with past memories later on. I can't say more than that. Since you're not old enough it could be seen as me influencing you. So it's illegal."

Aeon thought for a moment, questioning if information on the Transmigrated needed to be guarded in a similar manner to political parties in my old world that teachers can't tell their students about for similar reasons.

Shaking my head I looked up asking another question I needed the answer to. "Teacher, I know that your only allowed to say so much already, because the lottery thing needs to be kept fair for the different job sector "apprenticeships" until people have passed the first lottery selection for their generation at 16-"