Reincarnated As A Side Villain
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Arga, a 25-year-old single young man with the average stature of a young man his age, is seen walking with his two friends about to head to Premier Sale, a video game that is quite famous.
"I can't wait to play it soon" said a bald young man one of Arga's friends looked excited and impatient.
"Imagine, it's been 10 years and it took them 6 years to remake the game to the latest generation of consoles" said another young man. The one with the big hair has glasses.
"I'm not surprised. Epic Tale of Noxius is an amazing game." This time it was Arga who spoke. "Imagine, almost 100 more characters that all have to be rendered to 3D Models. How long do you try?" continue then.
"Yes, too. Not to mention the subplots and event stories per character," the bald-headed timbal agreed with Arga.
"The original version alone must use the CD format even though the device is still 64 bits." The glasses chimed in.
"Yes-yes. I can't wait to see my favorite characters in super realistic 3D" Arga's response seemed enthusiastic.
"But speaking of character, I can't wait to see Argeas Danae's form" said the glasses while nudging Arga's arm.
"Have been quiet. The old joke is no longer suitable for the current dipake," reply Argas looks a little irritated.
"Hahaha. But it's nostalgic. Scold you, Ar." The glasses laughed crisply.
"Some can fit the name is very similar," said the bald man along with a small laugh.
"But in the artwork used to be handsome, the Argeas," reply Arga as if looking for a defender.
"House only if only a petty criminal whose edges die. Not even half the duration of the main plot."
"Yes-yes, hopefully the 3D form will be handsome and nular to me."
"Haha. I aminin..." Both of Arga's friends laughed almost simultaneously.
And when they stopped at a traffic light crossing, the little boy standing next to Arga suddenly ran across the street even though the lights had not turned green.
Seen a Pick-up car with high speed drove without paying attention around. And it can be ascertained that the little boy will be hit if it is not stopped.
Assuming that, Arga immediately reacted to withdrawing the child. But because there will be no time to dodge, Arga threw the child a little backwards, and left himself helpless in front of the Pick-up pace.
Even his limp body due to loss of balance had not had time to touch the asphalt, when the head of the Pick-up had hit him until it slammed far away.
The pain began to approach when Arga's body had stopped rolling. Her breath feels tight. His head hurts. And his eyes began to shimmer.
The sound of the environment began to echo and blur, as when he put his ear into the water. Some of the figures that he believes are his friends are seen approaching, when then everything is dark.
The pain all over Arga's body slowly faded away. A low buzzing sound that somehow made him feel calm was heard filling his head. His body felt floating in nothingness.
'Am I dead?' thought Arga after a long time in silence.
'Arghas...' A faint voice called out his name.
'Argaea... Arise...' The sound drowned.
'Who is it?' ask Arga in your mind.
"Argeas..." And when the voice was heard for the third time, Arga's body began to warm up.
Other voices are also starting to sound clearer. That seems to give the perception that he is now somewhere.
And after suddenly just gaining strength and control over her body, Arga tried to open her eyes.
"Mr Argeas? You're already human?" The heavy voice of a man was heard.
There was a velvet ceiling in the faint view of Arga. 'Why install mosquito nets on the ceiling of the room?' thought later.
"Call Viscont fast! Tell him, young master is awake."
'Where exactly am I now?' Arga's body and head no longer hurt. But now he felt sultry and wet with sweat.
"What's going on?" Arga looked around. "Where is this?"
"That's!" Suddenly several people appeared from behind the door at the end of the room. Their gazes and faces were filled with a feeling of relief and almost cried when they saw it.
"You're finally human too."
'Eh? What the fuck? Who're they? Is this some kind of prank?'
But suddenly Arga's head began to be flooded with images that are the memory of someone for 14 years.
And it causes a sense of dizziness that can not be held back by him anymore. Arga was again unable to maintain his consciousness.
"Ar....?! You okay?"
Panic sounds were heard drowning behind Arga's consciousness, which was disappearing.
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Argeas opened his eyes slowly looking around. He has just got a strange memory of his life as Arga in the modern world.
He breathed out slowly. Tried to re-digest that strange memory that had just appeared.
"Didn't I fall into the abyss while I was training to ride a horse? Am I safe? Then when did I get hit by that Pick-up?" Argeas tried to re-examine what had just happened in his life. "And how do I know the name of the vehicle? Is this some kind of dream because it traumatized me to face death?"
Argeas sat leaning on the bearing of his luxurious bed.
"But somehow I felt all those memories were so real." Argeas seemed to still doubt what he had just experienced.
"Don't I just open up a memory of my previous life?" The handsome young man with platinum blonde hair and greenish-blue eyes was trying to guess.
"Mr Argeas!" a middle-aged female servant shouted in surprise as she entered Argeas' room and saw the young man already sitting on his bed.
"That?!" Then followed the cry of a woman who has the characteristics of Argeas body behind the female servant earlier.
"I think I'll think about it again after this" Argeas said as he recognized the private servant with his mother at the entrance to his room.
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Plaque!
Argeas patted both of his cheeks tightly.
"Ahsss.." she erred after that.
Argeas appeared to be at his desk a day later.
"If I had only thought about it, I would have been more doubtful" said the young man speaking to himself.
"When you look at it from anywhere, the world is very real. But the more I find out the more, the more it looks like the Epic Tale of Noxius game from the memories of my previous life" he continued.
"Status!" argeas exclaimed then along with the appearance of a hologram board with some data plastered in front of him.
"And even the application of magic is similar to the status system in the game."
"I've never before felt weird about this kind of magical status." Argeas observed in sufficient detail the holographic board before him which was known as the Status Window.
"But after having my past recollections, my perception of this magic system changed completely. How could a magic that was supposed to be abstract be shaped like this? If it is made, then who made it? The god? A deity? Or maybe this world is some kind of Metaverse world or VR?" The 14-year-old is still trying to figure things out.
"Administrator!" then shouted. "Admin System. User Admin's. Logind. Logout," he continued to try. But nothing happened.
"I don't think it worked. So this is not a virtual world. Or maybe I should do it in a certain place?"
Argeas shook his head wildly before returning to pat both of his cheeks again.
"Focus Ar! Focus. There are more important things that must be dealt with immediately" he said then to himself.
"Because if it's true that this world is similar to the Epic Tale of Noxius, it means that there's a chance that I'll die at 17" he lamented, sweeping away the remaining cold sweat on his temple.
"But there is no need to be discouraged. There is still the possibility that the storyline will not be the same as the one in the game. So it's possible that I can still survive," he continued trying to encourage himself.
"But just in case the storyline will actually follow the game, then I have to prepare a plan to avoid my death. There's still 3 years to go for it. I think it's still enough."
"Yes! You can do it, Ar!" again, he tried to encourage himself.
While outside Argeas' room some of the servants seemed confused to hear their master speak for themselves as he occasionally shouted indistinctly inside the room.
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At the age of 14, Argeas, who had just survived death, regained the memories of his past life.
Where he was 25 years old at the time of death. Working as a corporate employee as an analyst, his life is spent in a monotone routine.
The only child of a simple family. Both of his parents worked, which led to him growing up independently, and not getting too close to them.
Her hobbies are playing games and reading books. And because it is quite total in living his hobby, until the time of death pick up he never had a girlfriend at all.
Argeas almost got all the memories from his past life. Neither incident nor knowledge. Especially about his favorite game. And he will use all these advantages and advantages to avoid death, and then live wholeheartedly.
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