Chapter One

Not once do they imagined that the Young Master can catch a cold or any type of illnesses in the world.Half of the servants who have been working at the Smythe's Manor for decades and pretty much watch the Young Master grew up as a youth.They never once saw an illness attach to his body despite looking fragile.

Until this day, they saw how his body smash to the ground, in their head they can unconciously heard a glass shattering when they saw a pale body onto the cold tiles floor, unconcious and without any sign of vitality.

"Did he somehow encounter any types of plants?People or even magic?" Norman wondered grimly, standing infront of the closed door of the Young Master.

One of the assigned maids who was task to serve the Young Master, shake their head,"He only stayed at his room for the past three days.He only goes out when the youngest child ask him to play at the garden."

They can only wait outside of the room and were phohibited to step a single foot inside.The only people who were allowed to enter is the pharmacist and Mr.Smythe.

They only hope that nothing goes wrong for the Young Master.

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Caspian can only cuss silently while infront of the strangers who were patiently treating his head.If not for the fact that he died, he will only imagined this as the afterlife, but fate decided to make a joke to him.

"He only needs to rest for a few days and he will be fine." The pharmacist said as he finished wrapping the gauze around the Youth's head.

"So you're saying that he only needs rest and nothing more than that?" The cold looking man asked frownly, some noticeable wrinkles indicated how old he is.

The pharmacist nodded his head, putting back the things inside."His body shut down without any reason, I cannot see anything wrong with his body.Try to observe his action or his body for a few days and remind me if nothing goes wrong.I'll be leaving then."

The Older man only sighed and nodded his head, Caspian avoided the cold gaze of those violet eyes but he saw a slight glint of worry before leaving with the pharmacist.

Watching the door finally closed, he tried to suffocate himself using the pillow.His heart drop when he feel his lungs running out of oxygen, saving for the fact that his head hurt, prove that he is alive.

He threw away the quilt coveirng his body betore trudging his way to the bathroom.If everyone saw how big his bathroom and how well neat and fancy it is, they will probably feel like a dirt out of place.Once seeing his face in the mirror, he almost scream in panic.

Pink cotton hair resembled like a bird nest, pale looking skin that almost blend in perfectly with the white wall, and especially those violet eyes staring right back at him.

He did believed in supernatural existent and other magical beings, but he didn't have any supporting evidence that it is true.Well, now he did have an evidence right infront of him, transmigration.

He pinch his cheek, close his eyes and opencthem again.The image infront of the mirror didn'r change at all, in fact he looks pathetic doing things like this.

A few minutes later, he emerged from the bathroom and calmly open the window, peeking outside of the window,

he retreat his head.He can't possibly climb out the window with that terrifying height.

He closed the window and lef tout the curtain and slump back on the soft bed before sighing the 8th time — he forgot to count but let's just say it is the 8th time.He is actually glad that he is alive, dying at the age of 16, he has alot of things he wanted to do after reaching adulthood.But to think that he died before being called as an adult left a huge impact to his ego, not long before he died, he brag to his friends that he will achieved alot of things.

What a joke.

He felt a throbbing pain in his head, he closed his eyes.After seeing his appearance, he lost hope of being born again.

The identity and the body he possessed is nothing more than cannon fodder of a novel he read not too long ago.The only character who appeared with having violet eyes, Caspian Smythe.

A sunny little boy who did not also reach adulthood because he died after appearing for two chapters.It was only explained how he died and nothing more than that.

He was only called a Cannon fodder after he met the female protagonist of the novel;Gwen Berlin.An adopted child of a Baron Family, having golden silky hair and bright blue eyes that resembled a diamond.

Gwen Berlin did not suffer any discrimination nor did she suffer after being adopted and having no blood related to the family.That novel is nothing like others where she suffered due to being Kind and being the beautiful human being there is.

Caspian Smythe bumped into her at the Capital's Library.Caspian thought that it was destined for them to meet, yet after knowing that he didn't have a chance when he saw another man beside Gwen, he decided to used black magic and thus died.

He shivered, He did not want to end up like that.Instead, he will use this body to any great measurement to go on an adventure!Caspian Smythe is really rich so he won't worry about lacking any funds for the rest of his life.

Although he still have friends and family left behind, he can't go against the law and force his way back.

Stomping his way to the door with a huge grin on his face, he will surely make this life the best!

Opening the door, he was about to head out but he slammed to a wall— more precisely someone.

"What do you think you are doing Young Master?" A butler stood in the way, using his benign smile, he gently push Caspian back to his room and before closing the door, he said."I'll bring your food here for a few days Young Master, make sure to eat them all."

Well, it looks like he is stuck here for now.