My Family in the Novel?

Chapter 111: Unexpected life

Life, with its unpredictable twists and turns, often unfolds in ways that defy expectation. It's a tapestry woven with threads of chance, luck, and the unforeseen. Take, for instance, the tale of a struggling salaryman navigating the harsh rigors of daily life.

Each day may feel like a relentless battle, a constant struggle for survival in an unforgiving world. Yet, hidden beneath the surface of this arduous existence, a stroke of luck might be waiting to alter the course of his destiny.

Imagine waking up one day, the monotony of your routine shattered by the incredible news that you, the weary salaryman, are now the grand winner of a lottery.

Suddenly, the burdens of financial strain are lifted, replaced by the promise of a brighter future. The once elusive dreams of a comfortable life, free from the shackles of financial struggle, become attainable, all thanks to an unexpected stroke of luck.

On the other side of life's spectrum, picture a child confined to a hospital bed, grappling with the challenges of a chronic illness that has defined their existence.

Days blend into nights as medical treatments and the relentless fight against pain become the norm. Then, in a miraculous turn of events, a breakthrough occurs.

The child, whose life was once overshadowed by the specter of illness, is now cured because a kind hearted sponsor helped you. The darkness lifts, and a new chapter, vibrant with health and possibilities, begins.

These stories remind us that life's greatest surprises often unfold when we least anticipate them. Whether it's a sudden windfall or a miraculous recovery, the unexpected has the power to transform not only individual lives but also the lives of those connected to these twists of fate. It's a testament to the unpredictable, awe-inspiring nature of the journey we all navigate through the labyrinth of existence.

Life is an unpredictable journey, and mine took a turn I never saw coming. Imagine graduating from college, ready to face the world, only to find that most of your friends chose a path of adventure, becoming raiders in a world filled with dungeons/monsters and uncertainties.

Meanwhile, there I was, engrossed in reading a cliché yet popular novel, unwittingly setting the stage for a series of unexpected events that would redefine my existence.

The novel, which I hadn't even finished, became the catalyst for the most peculiar predicament I'd ever faced – a sudden transmigration into the body of a character named Adrian Vulter Tellus.

The assimilation of Adrian's memories within me blurred the lines between his experiences and mine. It was as if I had been granted an extra life, thrust into a world with odds seemingly stacked against me.

The circumstances of this world were far from favorable, and I couldn't help feeling that the universe had a peculiar grudge against me. The transmigration wasn't my doing in the first place "FUCK!"

And the goddess responsible for this cosmic twist spoke of "memoirs of the universe" a concept so bizarre and probably utter BS, that even my parents were oblivious to its existence.

From being an abandoned baby on the streets to a child raised by gods, my life had taken unexpected turns, each chapter marked by unforeseen events.

I'm probably the living embodiment of life's capacity to surprise.

The world I found myself in was far from ordinary. The very sight before me defied all expectations, a surreal blend of the fantastical and the eerie.

Where one might anticipate the warmth of a familiar face, I was greeted by the visage of a gigantic crow head with a multitude of eyes staring intently in my direction.

"You're awake, Ian" spoke my aunt, her voice carrying a peculiar blend of avian characteristics and human resonance.

For most, the sound would be a disconcerting mixture of gentle tones and nerve-wracking nuances, but for me, it was a familiar melody that provided a sense of comfort amid the unfamiliarity of this realm, a temporary escape from the absence of my family.

The pain in my body was momentarily forgotten as I attempted to express my joy.

"Aunt! ... Ugh! ... Ouch"

I exclaimed, scrambling to rise and envelop her in a hug. However, an unexpected surge of pain coursed through my body, a stark reminder of the physical toll of my current situation.

"Calm down, Ian. I'm not going anywhere," she reassured me, her gentle touch patting my head. "I've missed you... No, we all missed you."

"Same goes for me, Aunty" I responded, my senses gradually sharpening as the fog of confusion lifted. The realization dawned on me that my aunt was indeed right in front of me.

"Wait, this isn't a dream, right?"

In a moment of confirmation, she pinched my cheek, and the sting served as a tangible reminder that the surreal circumstances were, in fact, my new reality.

"It isn't."

"H-how are you here? What happened? Don't tell me you did the same thing as Sis. You know that's dangerous even for you, right? I can understand Sis' situation as she can hide even from the gods above. Manifesting an incarnated body isn't exactly the right choice right now. You know the goddess of this world is hellbent on killing us, right? And—"

"Okay, shut it," said my aunt as she closed my mouth with her fingers. "Didn't I tell you to calm down? Geez, that worrywart nature of yours when it comes to us really hasn't changed much, huh, Ian?" She chuckled a little. "First of all, don't worry about me. The goddess won't come and harm me even if I present myself in the open."

"Huh, what do you—"

"Shush... let me finish... Did Nyarla already tell you about our situation?"

"Yes."

"Then that makes things easier to explain. Right now, Mother and our other family members are currently having a stalemate in the breach between this world's divine realm and ours. Although one of us is all it takes to erase this world's inhabitants, including its incredibly weak deities, even with the goddess being provided energy from the law of causality, forcefully breaking the barrier she placed is easy if we were to undergo our true forms. But you know that has multiple risks, right?"

"One of them is because of me, huh?"

Aunt didn't even have to answer, as the small smile she made clarified everything. So, what she's basically saying is they can't go all out because of me. It makes sense, as the moment their true forms come into this realm, this whole world would probably shatter by their sheer presence alone, killing all of its inhabitants and me in the process. Although they had the option to take me to our personal realm if the situation were ever to come to that, it seems the promise I made for them during my 8th birthday prevented it, huh.

….

In a dark but lively room, I was looking at a pretty luxurious cake that had 8 candles on it. Five other people were around me.

"Ian, what's your wish?" asked an extremely beautiful black-haired lady dressed in an outfit reminiscent of galaxies – it was my adoptive mother… no, she was my mother.

"I—I…."

Everyone waited for my answer, and I'm sure everyone here can, somehow, one way or another, grant it.

I couldn't answer right away, as throughout my life, I've never received or even had a cake. Everything just changed when the lady in front of me took me and chose to take care of me 2 years ago.

At first, I thought she would just take care of me for a few weeks like any other adults who seemingly adopted me at the orphanage only to return me. But this lady was different – she was kind, caring, gentle, and above all, she really made me feel like family in just a span of a few months.

During that whole process, as I got introduced to her family, a whole new world was introduced to me. In the two years I've spent time together with them, I've learned things that I shouldn't even probably see or hear about in the first place.

I even know beneath the beautiful human-like faces, everyone in the room had a cosmic horror hidden inside. But it didn't bother me one bit because, for me, they were family.

It didn't bother me, but the way they treated human lives really bothered me. Although I can understand it from their perspective – only humans that hold significant importance can be treated like actual humans, like in my case, for example. The way they did awful and despicable things to a person that even downright touched them made even the 8-year-old me find it despicable.

As such, although it was a bit greedy, I made a wish that changed their whole view and aspect, not just on humans, but on life itself.

"I wish that this family stays strong and united… and… I wish that my family would never harm the innocent… that's all."

I closed my eyes as I made my wish in a nervous voice, but their loud laughter made me confused. I was so sure I would get scolded for making them adjust to my request.

"HAHAHAHA, is that all you really wished for, Ian? A bit simple, don't you think?" said my dad with laughter.

"Indeed, even humans can fulfill that promise, wish more, Ian," said my brother.

"I think it's a cute wish though?" said my sister.

Aunty just chuckled in the corner, while Mom looked at me with caring eyes.

"Is that all you really wish, baby?" she said while hugging my small body from behind.

"Y-yeshh—"

"Hahhaha." The room was filled with laughter as they laughed and chuckled at me for slipping my tongue.

Mom chuckled in a soothing voice.

"Then this, we promise to you, Ian. Your wish is our command."

…..

Now that I think about it, wasn't I really lucky for randomly going out that night, even ignoring the orphanage curfew, to see the first snow of winter? If I wasn't around the backyard playing in the middle of the night, I probably wouldn't have met Mom. Anyways, even if Aunt said that the goddess won't harm her, we can't be too sure and complacent. Even with all the things she said making sense, I still don't get why she would risk coming here. If it was just to visit me, I'm very thankful, but I can't have them risking their very souls because of me.

"What exactly is everyone planning, aunty?"

She smiled while looking at me. Although her bird-like head didn't have lips, the subtle curve of her lips was enough of an indication.

"Since we can't face the goddess head-on, let's just say we used a very barbaric method of fighting her – by using her methods straight back at her. Soon, a fight between gods would probably happen in this mortal realm."

"What do you mean?"

"I'll tell you the rest later; your face is really stressed out right now. For now, sleep. Your body is still tired from the summoning ritual."

"Summoning ritual?"

I asked, seemingly confused. Although I did faint somewhere in that area, I'm pretty sure the main cause of my tired body was Elaniel. Speaking of which, where was she?

Then, that's when I noticed the runes that surrounded my body.

"Don't tell me... Did you guys use my body as a catalyst to summon you into this world?"

"Yes."

I couldn't even find words to reply as my vision darkened, and I fell asleep once more.