Transmigration: Forced to Be a Fake

25 - basic character novel

The advantage of being the main character is that no matter how the story goes, the point is that he will arrive at the ending with the main male character. So Meridians did not hesitate to put medicine or poison into his mouth.

As long as it is not disgusting to see or eat, it is fine.

Hmm, unexpectedly, it tastes good.

Slightly similar to strawberries but less acidic. There were small stones like pears in it, but Dion said to swallow the whole thing.

"It can last for a month?"

"You fool? You should consume it once a day to maintain the stability of the effect."

The meridians depleted the fruit quickly. Then it meant to rinse its mouth with water when suddenly the entire world spun, followed by a suffocating feeling on its neck.

"I thought so." Dion directed magic lightning at Litea and Litae in order to move from the Meridian thigh. "Your magic is very sensitive."

Meridian coughing. Trouble breathing even if he opens his mouth wide.

Under those conditions, it was clear the Meridians were not concerned with anything. He squeezed deeply into Dion's shoulder, which for some reason grasped his one hand.

"Don't panic. That's fine."

Meridian feels hot. But the suffocating taste slowly faded. Now he was holding his neck, breathing heavily from the heat.

"Your magic reacted too harshly." Dion kept flowing something through his grasp. "They refuse to be soothed, therefore they react in your body. But this is just an initial reaction. Tomorrow and beyond are just adjustments."

Meridian coughing. "Thank you."

This body turned out to be very troublesome. What's the point of having a lot of mana if it has to be sealed at all times?

"Try to sleep." Dion carried the head of the Meridian leaning against his shoulder. "I need to flow my mana to you in order to have less effect. So sleep so that you're more stable."

But his body is hot.

It's a strange heat.

The meridians felt like they were sitting near a hot water stew. It didn't burn or hurt, but the steam forced him to continue sweating nonstop.

I fear.

The closed Meridian eyelids instantly opened.

A voice that was neither his voice nor Herdian's voice revolved in his head.

That's dizzying. However, the Meridian could not shake him in this condition.

I fear.

"Dion." Meridian was trying hard to breathe.

His entire face was already soaked with sweat. His back was itchy due to damp and his hair was limp like a workout for hours.

"Give magic—"

Don't do.

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In one blink, the Meridian saw the whole change. He was suddenly in a vacuum, without any heat or cold.

Most astonishingly, a girl with the face of a False Meridian held the tip of her dress while looking down.

Horrifically.

He's like a sadako minus the scene out of TV.

Also a little bit more neat.

"What?" Meridian asked annoyedly.

This is a scene that appears in novels as well. Where the person who takes over the main character's body meets the owner of his body, then communicates.

Hey, hey! Don't tell me he wants to tell Meridian to live his life?!

Just yummy!

There are no demon meatballs and guanki meatballs in this world. Why should the meridian be at home?

"Don't do it." Sadako repeated her sentence. With a tone like 'ah, I'm lazy to live, but lazy to die, lazy to be happy, lazy to suffer too, so should I?'.

Just watch out he really wants to say something about changing places. Living Meridians in the real world is better than being a Marquis' daughter.

He is his future wife the Crown Prince. Why should Meridians marry her?

"Don't do good to her."

Meridian folding hand. After choking and overheating, his mood was completely destroyed. "Is that? Thank you for telling me. See you soon."

It is not important that people be left behind.

Life is easy.

"They're demons."

Usually in a place like this there is a way out of the door. Where is it, dad? Right? The left?

Hmmm, according to Meridian, right is lucky.

Let's go to the right.

"They're gonna hurt you. Don't do good."

But what is this place, Dad? Why does something like this always appear?

Meridian did not understand. His logic from the beginning could not accept as much willing magic as he saw directly. He was calm because he considered all dreams alias unreal.

In an imaginary world, the earth can be flat, the sun can be a cone.

"Dion's not your brother."

Meridians are bored. "I already know. He's your brother. Shut up, you Sadako."

"He's a demon."

"Yes, yeah. Andaru too is a demon. Handsome devil."

But it seems like the setting of this place is indeed for their guests to listen to.

The meridians are forced to be glued when the entire corner of the room transforms into a giant cinema screen, displaying pieces of scenes from memory.

What's interesting isn't that.

The interesting thing is, there is shown the figure of Meridian wearing a frightened expression every time Dion or Lucas is at his side.

Wh why?

"Hey." The meridian had to turn. "Did my face look stupid?"

"He's not your brother."

"I told you I know, so stop repeating unimportant sentences!" Meridian points to a screen that he thinks is more important. "What's the point of this? You think I'll be scared just because you're scared?"

"He's dangerous."

"He's handsome, he's a devil, he's dangerous, he's not my brother, he takes care of me, he sucks, he blablabla. I told you it wasn't important." Meridian snorting.

Again have to massage the temple because of annoyance.

"Dion—"

"Akh, quiet!" Meridian glanced at that screen again. "Looks like I understand. The reason Dion and Lucas' hair is black is because he's descended from demons. How he became the Marquis' heir was easy, because he was handsome and Laila wanted to be. Up here, it doesn't matter to me. So my question is only one. You think I'd say 'oh, no, that's what' to your explanation? If you can show up here, then show up and grab your body."

Meridian pointed upwards while glaring at that Sadako.

"Return me. I don't want to know about anything. Hurry."

Sadako looked sad.

But he actually returned the Meridians from his subconscious, again feeling the heat and embrace of Dion.

He's dangerous. Again his voice sounded. Be careful.

Stop being cliche, you novel character!

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