Chapter 7 - Translation

<h1>Chapter 7 - 1.4 - Eclipse Of Destiny</h1><p>Chapter 7: Chapter 1.4 - Eclipse of Destiny</p><p>As the world blurred further, my consciousness began to fade, consumed by the enigmatic darkness that had befallen the sunlit morning.</p><p>And then, I awoke.</p><p>I found myself in an unfamiliar place, surrounded by impenetrable darkness. No light, no sound. It was as if I had been cast adrift in a void of nothingness. Confusion and fear gripped my heart as I struggled to comprehend my circumstances.</p><p>"What is happening?" I whispered into the abyss, my voice swallowed by the void. The silence was deafening, amplifying my disorientation.</p><p>Questions raced through my mind, each one a desperate plea for answers. Was I dead? Was this some kind of twisted afterlife? The absence of any tangible sensations left me feeling disconnected from my own existence. What was this world?</p><p>Even calling it a world was maybe wrong.</p><p>I attempted to move, to break free from the oppressive emptiness, but my efforts were futile. I realized with a jolt that I no longer had a physical form. I was a mere consciousness, untethered from the vessel I once inhabited.</p><p>'Why is this happening?' As I was lost in thought, my attention was abruptly drawn to something entering my field of view, accompanied by a chorus of voices.</p><p>Yes, it was a sound….</p><p>While I examined my new existence, I discovered that despite my physical limitations, I still possessed my senses. I could see and hear the world outside, although I was unable to interact with it. It was a peculiar sensation, observing the world without the ability to influence or participate in it.</p><p>Lost in thought, I yearned for answers, for a glimpse of understanding in this bewildering existence. Time passed, and yet, I remained trapped in my ethereal prison, a mere observer of a world in which I could no longer participate.</p><p>Even though I didn't know what this world was, I just stood there and watched until I got a clue. In the end, there was nothing I could do after all.</p><p>*******</p><p>Days passed….</p><p>That peculiar sensation of not being able to intervene with the outside world was eating me alive.</p><p>Imagine you are a baby, just a newborn. But you have your consciousness intact. You are able to feel everything, see everything, hear everything, but you can't move your body at all.</p><p>You can't do anything since your motor reflexes have yet to develop. It was such a feeling.</p><p>And that feeling was eating me alive.</p><p>The solace, the nothingness….</p><p>But, of course, I was not just staying idle and waiting. Even though I was not able to move my body, I was able to see and feel the world around me.</p><p>There was only one action that I could take in this place. Thinking and observing.</p><p>Something I always liked to do.</p><p>Be it in high school, be it in college, be it while playing the games.</p><p>The thing that I always have done.</p><p>Watching and observing. Looking for those little details.</p><p>And strangely, it made this place bearable enough. Even though I wanted to feel the world again or wanted to see the world, I still managed to keep my sanity.</p><p>However, watching and observing do have one simple result or output, others may say.</p><p>It is the information. The information that would come whenever you choose to observe.</p><p>And that information was entering my consciousness.</p><p>At first, the only thing I saw was a ceiling. But soon, that started changing as the scene started moving in front of me.</p><p>It was like I was looking at the world from the eyes of someone.</p><p>And then, I started the voice of the body. It was a voice that was familiar, but I couldn't put up where I had seen it.</p><p>Even though I had almost a photographic memory, my memory of earing was falling behind a little.</p><p>In any case, the voice I had been hearing was the voice of a young boy.</p><p>But something was amiss. As a person that played quite a lot of VR games, or FPS games, I noticed one little thing.</p><p>The person's arm alignment was weird. Yes, it was weird, like the arms were a lot higher than where they were supposed to be.</p><p>And at that moment, I noticed. I was not looking at the world from the eyes of someone other.</p><p>It was aligned with the young man's neck.</p><p>'I am inside a necklace.' I thought, solving the puzzle. Because, sometimes, my vision would shake weirdly, different from my head.</p><p>All those things fit each other.</p><p>And soon, I was able to learn the identity of the young man that held my necklace.</p><p>'Astron Natusalune.'</p><p>It was at that moment that I realized where I was, where this world was.</p><p>I was inside the game. The game I had played quite a lot of times. The game I was pretty good at.</p><p>Legacy of Shadows: The Hunter's Destiny.</p><p>I was inside this game.</p><p>And the boy that was holding the necklace was a small villain.</p><p>A third-rate villain that was just there to show off the protagonist's difference from normal guys.</p><p>He was a simple extra that would die at the start of the storyline because he was jealous of the protagonist's achievements.</p><p>To explain why that was the case, Legacy of Shadows: The Hunter's Destiny was a hunter-themed game where you can develop your main character from zero. And the game starts with the academy.</p><p>Therefore, at the start, the main character has a low standing with weak strength, so he would start as a bottom-ranking student, but according to the player's choices, the main character would go with a second awakening and start getting stronger at a fast rate.</p><p>Then you might ask, what is the awakening?</p><p>Awakening is a term that is used for those who have access to the status window. It is the number one requirement to become a Hunter or join the Arcadia Hunter Academy.</p><p>However, different from normal people, Ethan, the main character, can awaken two times, thus resulting in his high speed of increase in his strength.</p><p>Then, why was this gut a villain? It was pretty simple. Because Astron was someone that was also at the bottom of the academy and stayed as weak as he was, he was envious of the main character's achievements and would later sell his soul to demons and would become a Djinn.</p><p>'But, this is not what I was expecting.'</p><p>With each passing day, I delved deeper into the art of observation. I became attuned to the subtle nuances of human behavior, the interplay of emotions, and the underlying motivations that guided actions.</p><p>Therefore, I was also able to see the subtle emotions the boy was showing to the world.</p><p>'What is this sister thing about?' I thought at first since the game never revealed anything about Astron at all.</p><p>He was always looking at a picture before he fell asleep, saying he was his sister.</p><p>But, as a short time passed, the pieces fell together.</p><p>His sister was killed by demons.' I reached this conclusion after witnessing Astron's immense hatred towards the demonic forces that plagued his world.</p><p>It became my routine to observe his daily life, watching as he trained and gave his utmost effort in everything he did. But over time, the monotony of my existence grew suffocating, threatening to erode my sanity.</p><p>As Astron entered the academy, a place where strength was revered, and weakness was scorned, his struggles intensified.</p><p>He faced relentless bullying and ridicule from his fellow students, yet his burning desire for vengeance fueled his determination to press on. His sister's bloodshed would not be in vain.</p><p>Thus he was trapped between two sides. One side was pressing him to end this pitifulness while the other side of self-hatred was pushing him forward. Inside, he was eating himself alive.</p><p>It was during this tumultuous period that I sensed a change. A weakening barrier that contained me as Astron's mental state deteriorated and growing desperation took hold. At that moment, I realized the key to my own freedom.</p><p>I waited for the opportune moment, the point at which Astron's spirit would be at its lowest, his need for strength and power at its peak. And when I saw him being beaten down, his resilience tested to its limits, I could no longer contain myself. I whispered into his ear, my words striking a chord deep within his soul.</p><p>"Aren't you tired?" I asked him. "Tired of being weak? Tired of feeling helpless?" I knew he carried the weight of his vulnerability, his yearning for change. I wanted to stoke his anger, his desperation, to make him yearn for strength like never before.</p><p>And it worked.</p><p>With each word, his resolve wavered, and the connection between us grew stronger. He questioned my identity, but I reveled in his fear, his uncertainty. Yet, Astron remained resilient, resisting the acceptance of my presence.</p><p>There was one final barrier that stood in my way, one final obstacle to overcome. And I knew what it was… His inner demons….</p><p>"Accept me... for her," I whispered, invoking his sister's memory. At that moment, I felt his soul shatter; his resolve was destroyed.</p><p>It was at that moment he accepted me.</p><p>The barrier crumbled, and I felt my consciousness slipping away, freed from the confines of the necklace.</p><p>As my existence merged with Astron's, I became an embodiment of his desire for power, his unwavering determination to avenge his sister's death. Bound by our shared purpose, our fates intertwined, we embarked on a path that would forever change the course of our intertwined destinies….</p><p>-----------------------A/N----------------------</p><p>With this, the transmigration finally ends as we see both sides of the coin.</p><p>Now, the novel really begins; I hope you liked my approach.</p><p>You can check my discord if you want. You will be able to see the illustrations here and engage in a conversation with me if I am available.</p><p>https://discord.gg/ufP7aaZu</p>

<h1>Chapitre 7 - 1.4 : Éclipse du Destin</h1> <p>Le monde autour de moi s'estompa peu à peu, ma conscience vacillant sous l'assaut des ténèbres mystérieuses qui avaient englouti la matinée ensoleillée.</p> <p>Puis, je rouvris les yeux.</p> <p>Je me trouvais désormais dans un lieu inconnu, cerné par une obscurité totale. Aucune lueur, aucun son. Comme si j'avais été précipité dans un vide infini. La confusion et la peur m'étreignirent tandis que je tentais désespérément de comprendre ce qui m'arrivait.</p> <p>« Qu'est-ce qui se passe ? » murmurai-je dans le néant, ma voix aussitôt avalée par le silence. L'absence de bruit était si oppressante qu'elle amplifiait ma désorientation.</p> <p>Les questions s'entrechoquaient dans mon esprit, chacune plus angoissante que la précédente. Étais-je mort ? Était-ce là l'au-delà ? Le manque total de sensations physiques me donnait l'impression d'être détaché de ma propre existence. Quel genre d'endroit était-ce ?</p> <p>En fait, parler de "monde" semblait déjà trop généreux.</p> <p>Je tentai de bouger, de m'extirper de ce vide écrasant, mais en vain. Ce n'est qu'alors que je réalisais, avec un choc, que je n'avais plus de corps. Je n'étais plus qu'une conscience flottante, séparée de l'enveloppe charnelle qui avait été mienne.</p> <p>« Pourquoi moi ? » Alors que je m'enfonçais dans ces réflexions, quelque chose attira soudain mon attention - une présence accompagnée d'un murmure de voix.</p> <p>Oui, c'était bien un son...</p> <p>En analysant ma nouvelle condition, je compris que malgré l'absence de corps, mes sens persistaient. Je pouvais percevoir le monde extérieur, mais sans aucune possibilité d'interagir avec lui. Quelle sensation étrange que d'être réduit au rôle de spectateur impuissant.</p> <p>Dévoré par le besoin de comprendre, je scrutais l'obscurité à la recherche du moindre indice. Le temps s'écoulait, mais je demeurais prisonnier de cette prison immatérielle, simple témoin d'un monde devenu inaccessible.</p> <p>Même sans comprendre la nature de cet endroit, j'observais, attendant patiemment ma chance. Après tout, je n'avais pas d'autre choix.</p> <p>*******</p> <p>Les jours passèrent...</p> <p>Cette incapacité à agir sur le monde extérieur me rongeait littéralement de l'intérieur.</p> <p>Imaginez être un nouveau-né, mais avec toute votre conscience d'adulte. Vous percevez tout - les sons, les images, les sensations - mais votre corps refuse de répondre à vos commandes.</p> <p>Impression d'être paralysé, comme si vos réflexes moteurs n'étaient pas encore développés. C'était exactement ce que je vivais.</p> <p>Et cette impuissance me torturait.</p> <p>Le néant, l'isolement...</p> <p>Pourtant, je ne restais pas inactif. Même sans corps, je pouvais observer et analyser le monde autour de moi.</p> <p>Il ne me restait qu'une seule activité possible : penser et observer.</p> <p>Une passion qui m'avait toujours animé.</p> <p>Que ce soit au lycée, à l'université, ou pendant mes parties de jeu.</p> <p>Mon activité préférée.</p> <p>Regarder. Analyser. Décortiquer les détails.</p> <p>Curieusement, cette occupation rendait ma situation plus supportable. Même privé de sensations physiques, je parvenais à garder un semblant de raison.</p> <p>Certains diraient qu'observer ne sert à rien.</p> <p>Mais c'est oublier la puissance de l'information. L'information que procure l'observation attentive.</p> <p>Et ces informations affluaient dans ma conscience.</p> <p>Au début, mon champ de vision se limitait à un plafond. Puis la scène changea, comme si je voyais à travers les yeux de quelqu'un d'autre.</p> <p>J'entendis alors une voix. Une voix familière, mais dont je n'arrivais pas à me souvenir l'origine.</p> <p>Pourtant doté d'une mémoire quasi photographique, ma mémoire auditive semblait faire défaut.</p> <p>Il s'agissait manifestement d'un jeune garçon.</p> <p>Mais quelque chose clochait. En tant que joueur aguerri de jeux VR et FPS, je remarquai un détail troublant.</p> <p>L'alignement des bras paraissait anormal - trop haut par rapport à la position normale.</p> <p>C'est alors que je compris. Je ne voyais pas à travers des yeux humains.</p> <p>La perspective correspondait au cou du jeune homme.</p> <p>« Je suis dans un collier. » Le puzzle prenait forme. Parfois, ma vision tremblait bizarrement, indépendamment des mouvements de tête.</p> <p>Tous les indices convergeaient.</p> <p>Bientôt, je découvris l'identité du jeune homme qui me portait.</p> <p>« Astron Natusalune. »</p> <p>C'est à ce moment que tout devint clair. Je savais désormais où j'étais, quel était ce monde.</p> <p>J'étais à l'intérieur d'un jeu. Un jeu auquel j'avais joué des centaines de fois. Un jeu où j'excellais.</p> <p>Legacy of Shadows: The Hunter's Destiny.</p> <p>J'étais prisonnier de ce jeu.</p> <p>Et le garçon qui me portait n'était autre qu'un méchant secondaire.</p> <p>Un méchant de troisième zone, présent uniquement pour faire ressortir le talent du protagoniste.</p> <p>Un simple figurant destiné à mourir au début de l'histoire, victime de sa jalousie envers le héros.</p> <p>Pour expliquer : Legacy of Shadows était un jeu de rôle où l'on développe son personnage depuis zéro. L'intrigue débute à l'académie.</p> <p>Le protagoniste commence faible, mais selon les choix du joueur, peut connaître un second éveil et progresser rapidement.</p> <p>Qu'est-ce qu'un éveil ? C'est le terme désignant ceux qui accèdent à la fenêtre de statuts. La condition sine qua non pour intégrer l'Académie des Chasseurs d'Arcadia.</p> <p>Mais contrairement aux autres, Ethan, le héros, peut s'éveiller deux fois - expliquant sa progression fulgurante.</p> <p>Pourquoi Astron est-il un méchant ? Simple : élève médiocre rongé par la jalousie, il finira par vendre son âme aux démons, devenant un Djinn.</p> <p>« Pas exactement ce à quoi je m'attendais... »</p> <p>Chaque jour renforçait mes talents d'observation. Je devenais sensible aux nuances des comportements humains, aux émotions cachées derrière chaque action.</p> <p>Ainsi, je perçus bientôt les sentiments qu'Astron cachait au monde.</p> <p>« Cette histoire de sœur ? » m'interrogeai-je, car le jeu n'en parlait pas.</p> <p>Il regardait toujours une photo avant de dormir, affirmant que c'était sa sœur.</p> <p>Peu à peu, les pièces s'assemblèrent.</p> <p>« Les démons ont tué sa sœur. » Je compris en voyant la haine brûlante qu'Astron vouait aux forces démoniaques.</p> <p>Observer son quotidien devint ma routine : ses entraînements acharnés, ses efforts surhumains. Mais avec le temps, cette monotonie menaçait ma santé mentale.</p> <p>Quand Astron entra à l'académie - où seuls les forts sont respectés - ses épreuves s'intensifièrent.</p> <p>Harcelé, moqué, sa détermination ne faiblissait pas. Le sang de sa sœur criait vengeance.</p> <p>Déchiré entre le désespoir et la haine de soi, il s'enfonçait peu à peu.</p> <p>C'est durant cette période que je sentis un changement. Une barrière faiblissait à mesure qu'Astron sombrait. Je compris alors comment m'en libérer.</p> <p>J'attendis le moment parfait, quand son esprit serait au plus bas. Quand je le vis terrassé, à bout de force, je ne pus résister. Je chuchotai à son oreille, mes mots perforant son âme.</p> <p>« Tu n'en as pas marre ? » murmurai-je. « Marre de ta faiblesse ? De ton impuissance ? » Je savais son désir de changement. Je voulais attiser sa colère, son besoin de puissance.</p> <p>Et ça fonctionna.</p> <p>À chaque mot, sa résistance faiblissait, notre lien se renforçait. Il questionna mon identité, mais je jouais de ses peurs. Pourtant, Astron résistait encore.</p> <p>Il restait un dernier obstacle : ses démons intérieurs...</p> <p>« Accepte-moi... pour elle, » soufflai-je, invoquant sa sœur. À cet instant, je sentis son âme se briser.</p> <p>Il m'accepta.</p> <p>La barrière céda, ma conscience s'échappant du collier.</p> <p>Alors que nos existences fusionnaient, je devins l'incarnation de sa soif de vengeance. Liés par ce but commun, nos destins s'entrelacèrent, nous engageant sur un chemin qui changerait tout...</p> <p>-----------------------A/N----------------------</p> <p>La transmigration est enfin achevée, révélant les deux faces de notre histoire.</p> <p>Le vrai récit commence maintenant ; j'espère que mon approche vous a plu.</p> <p>Rejoignez-moi sur Discord pour voir les illustrations et discuter si je suis disponible :</p> <p>https://discord.gg/ufP7aaZu</p>