Chapter 2 Fresh Start
On an Island in the middle of the northern Pacific Ocean, a neglected resort hotel was built near a beach.
Inside a dimly lighted suite, a young man suddenly woke up with sweat on his forehead while taking deep breaths each time.
He clutched his head tightly with his fingers, trying to dig deep within his brain to stop the agony that assaulted him during his nap.
'Aruugh!!!!"
However, he soon gave up his futile attempts and let out a long shriek, passing out on his bed with rolled eyes.
His scream managed to alert the guards who were standing in front of the suite door. One of them rushed inside, heading towards the bedroom while holding a handgun.
"Young master Felix, Are you alright?" He yelled. Yet, he received no response, so he kicked the bedroom door open when he reached it.
He took a quick peek inside the room with one eye. Sure enough, he saw Felix lying on his bed unmoving above a puddle of sweat covering the bedsheets like someone just urinated on them.
If Felix's cousins saw the current situation, they would make sure to shame him to death.
The bodyguard dashed forward and touched Felix's neck to check if he was alive. As he confirmed that Felix was not dead and probably just unconscious, he sighed in relief.
He knew that the family would definitely get him executed if any harm befallen Felix under his watch.
He called for the room service and ordered sternly, "You have 5 minutes to make a tonic that can help someone in regaining conscious, go make haste."
6 minutes later...
Felix, whose nose was assaulted by the nasty tonic, regained his consciousness and groggily opened his eyes.
'Who am I? Where am I? Who is this man looking at me like I'm his son, is he my father? But he is ugly! Am I ugly as well?!!'
Before his thoughts jumbled more, a vast amount of memories flooded his brain with great momentum.
Unfortunately, his already weak brain after the soul possession couldn't handle the load of them all at once. Thus, he fainted again.
His head hit the bed sheet with a 'plop' sound and rolled eyes.
The bodyguard's soul instantly escaped his body after hearing that sound. He kept repeating in his mind, 'I am so dead, so dead, so dead...'
He realized that Felix was probably poisoned. After all, no one faints for no reason, not once but twice in a row.
He looked at the tonic in his hands like it was a divine artifact and placed it under Felix's nose while praying sincerely for Felix to wake up and not faint again.
Felix smelled that nasty tonic again and woke up, but this time with clarity in his eyes. Memories of his past life started to rearrange themselves with an order in his mind.
He smiled with triumph after viewing them, 'Just as planned, how can someone like me die such uneventful life? My courage of detonating my soul due to humiliation and wounded pride must have moved some entity into giving me a second chance in life.'
A second voice suddenly interjected itself while he was bragging, 'Bastard, your shame truly knows no bounds, to even justify that your rebirth was part of your plan. You really need some serious help.'
Felix's grin instantly stiffened after recognizing this hateful voice.
How could he not recognize the voice of the witch who caused him to undergo the most traumatic experience in his previous life?
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