Chapter 1: Ken!
Chapter 1: Ken!
"Even the greatest of men meet their doom." A voice, seemingly from a youth, reverberated in a small house.
The room was dimly lit, filled with the smell of incense as a candle flickered lightly on the only table inside of the room.
In the left corner, a young man wearing a plain white robe was in a lotus position, his eyes seemingly just accepting his fate.
A few hours have passed since he woke up, trying to make sense of his situation.
He looked down; the bed, which was nothing but a plank of wood, had patches of dried-up blood, similar to his robe.
Whoever’s body this was, he has possessed, seems to have met an untimely death in preparation for his taking over.
No visible wounds on the body and no clues whatsoever as to what could have happened to this poor young man.
Ken, the soul who had just arrived in this unknown world, mused as he dove back into the stream of memories he had long since absorbed.
"A newly recruited outer sect disciple of the Spirit Mountain Sect. To even call this an assassination attempt would be absurd. His background is nothing to consider, coming from an ordinary couple barely making ends meet in one of the cities of this sect’s vassal kingdom." He spoke with his eyes closed.