Chapter 3: Tim Slokov
"You have tainted our bloodline, our great land.
We cannot allow filth like you to defy and corrupt the purity of our land.
We have waited patiently for the last 6 years for you to awaken an element or even your mana, yet you have achieved nothing.
By the age of 10 all elf’s would have awakened their mana. You! Are the only exception."
’What the fuck is going on! Where am I. Shit is that an army behind me.
Why am I on my knees?
Shit is that an elf?
Wait have I....HAVE I BEEN TRANSMIGRATED!!’ Tim freaked out in his mind.
It would be a lie if he said he had not read about the transmigration troupe before. In fact it was his favorite type of fantasy novel.
In novels like that the protagonist always get their soul and essence transferred into that of another being.
He or she then awakens with the memory and skills of the said being their soul was transferred into.