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It only took them a day before Alec was escorted out of the ward by the man he'd seen previously at his bedside, whom Alec presumed was the person meant to keep an eye on him to make sure that he wouldn't develop any… extra thoughts.
The man introduced himself calmly, smiling at him as if he was there to reassure him from the nurses that were busying themselves over him.
\"My name is Harold Yang. You can call me whatever you want. Harry, Yang, Harold. Whatever you want. But I'm your mentor in this place, so if you have any problems you come to me. There may be things that you aren't comfortable with telling other people, but you can be safe confiding in me. I'll always be on your side.\"
Personally, Alec thought that he was laying it on a bit thick. He was coming on so strong that it would only work on someone who was worried and unstable. Someone who was lost and didn't know any better.
Alec eyed him warily, still understandably worried and confused about where he was.
Last he knew, he had been in his own world, but he had been suddenly transported here to another world.
\"I'm sure you have a lot of questions,\" Harry continued, looking kind and sympathetic.
Alec stared at his face with a blank look when he realized that the man truly was being sympathetic with his plight. Perhaps he saw himself in him all those years ago?
Or was it that the company naturally chose people who had this kind of sympathetic disposition in order to guide their 'newest recruits' properly?
It was hard to say at this moment, so Alec played it safe.
He didn't particularly feel anything for this man, so it wasn't like he really cared either. He just felt disgust at his fake sympathy.
He hesitated, before asking, \"Is this… really not…?\" His questions were stilted and stuttered out as if he couldn't accept reality.
Alec took a deep breath before pulling himself together under Harry's sympathetic but careful eyes. There was a flash of calculation that he could not hide under his mask, and Alec could see it as clear as day.
Harry's eyes flashed with approval when he saw that Alec was pulling himself together though his face was a bit blank.
\"Do you know who you are?\" Harry asked leadingly.
Alec gave a calmer nod. For all intents and purposes, he looked like he had pulled himself together and stopped the inevitable breakdown he was going to have.
\"I have flashes of memories, and the basic knowledge of the world. I also know that this… this body's name is Alex Fields. He's… a merchant, with two siblings, and his mother… He's… an advanced…\"
Harry's eyes flashed yet again as he put a hand on Alec's hand, and the System didn't fight the shiver that went through his body, as if he wasn't disgusted by the man's hand but instead breaking out of his reverie.
The man's touch in his situation made Alec's skin crawl.
In the first place, Alec had never been a tactile person.
But also, because the man acted like he had seem a rare gem and was salivating to keep it to himself.
Alec sneered inwardly.
Harry patted Alec. \"Do you want to go by your new name or your old name?\"
Alec hesitated before he said, \"…Alex Fields. That's my name now.\"
Harry smiled at him encouragingly at him, as if he really cared about his wellbeing. Alec really couldn't tell if it was genuine or not, which was worrying.
He supposed the man could care because of his 'worth' which made it genuine in a way.
\"Very good, Alex. Now, get up. You shouldn't keep lying in bed all day. The best way to acclimate yourself is to move around and become so busy that you don't have time to think about anything else.\"
Alec stumblingly stood up but refused Harry's hand for help. He smiled gently, disgustingly grateful, at Harry, who smiled back.
Alec immersed himself in the character, trying to block out any aversion or disgust he felt at being in this place.
They took him to what looked like a dormitory and dumped him inside, Harry reassuring him that he would be able to find him at 'any time'.
\"Once a week, no matter what problems you're facing, we will meet up. It's the necessary time taken to make sure that you aren't going to snap. I know it can be intimidating at first but remember that everyone goes through this process in the beginning.\"
And by 'any time' he meant, during their scheduled once a week meet up.
Alec almost curled his lip there and then. Any time indeed.
The dorm room he was placed in had another person who had previously started one week ago.
Alec nodded gratefully at Harry who departed with a smile, and he noticed that everything about his life now was controlled. They didn't give him much time to ask questions at all, instead redirecting himself back to whether or not he remembered anything.
It may have worked on the other transmigrators who were teenagers or younger when they first appeared, but Alec could see through them without a problem.
From the start, everything had already been carefully orchestrated to make you think that they were on your side.
Had Alec truly been a transmigrator that had been ripped out of his comfort zone and placed in another body, he would likely have fallen for it. Or would he?
Still, it didn't hurt to be compliant… for now.
The person he was sharing the room with wasn't back yet, and he wondered if they had already sunk their teeth into this one.
Alec looked into the mirror again and noted that he had the brand placed on him, and he immediately got rid of it, replacing it with something that looked similar but didn't function the same at all.
Instead, it just appeared like it was functioning normally.
If he left it on for too long, he would end up losing most of his thought freedom like Sekai had, and he had no intentions of leaving it be.
A few more hours passed as Alec looked around the room.
The room was almost spartan in that it didn't have any decorations, but there was a bed, a wardrobe, and a box for his daily necessities.
Alec clicked his tongue. It made him wonder how often they had done this in order for them to be so remarkably skilled at doing it without a single hitch.
How long had the company been around, and how long had they been messing with the various events throughout the various continents?
Alec quietly lay on the bed as he heard the sound of his roommate appearing.
The teen looked dead tired, and there were eyebags below his eyes, showing that he wasn't well-rested at all.
The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen, and he was handsome enough, but with the way he looked now, he may as well have been a zombie.
The teen paused a little, startled as he noticed someone new in the room that had previously been empty.
\"Who are you?\" the teen said bluntly, not giving a single fuck about the social niceties at all. He was too tired for that. He looked like he was about to go to sleep standing up.
\"Alex Fields,\" Alec said softly, holding out a hand for the other teen to shake.
The teen shook his hand with drooping eyelids. \"Nicholas Moon.\"
Then, the teen collapsed on his bed without another word and started snoring, dead to the world.
Alec's lips twitched. What an interesting person. Or was it that he was just genuinely that tired from the new training he was going through?
Alec quietly slipped back onto his bed as his eyes flashed with anticipation. He'd already told Harry that he still remembered that Alex Fields was in the advanced stage, so he wondered what they were going to put him through tomorrow to try and break his spirit.
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It only took them a day before Alec was escorted out of the ward by the man he'd seen previously at his bedside, whom Alec presumed was the person meant to keep an eye on him to make sure that he wouldn't develop any… extra thoughts.
The man introduced himself calmly, smiling at him as if he was there to reassure him from the nurses that were busying themselves over him.
\"My name is Harold Yang. You can call me whatever you want. Harry, Yang, Harold. Whatever you want. But I'm your mentor in this place, so if you have any problems you come to me. There may be things that you aren't comfortable with telling other people, but you can be safe confiding in me. I'll always be on your side.\"
Personally, Alec thought that he was laying it on a bit thick. He was coming on so strong that it would only work on someone who was worried and unstable. Someone who was lost and didn't know any better.
Alec eyed him warily, still understandably worried and confused about where he was.
Last he knew, he had been in his own world, but he had been suddenly transported here to another world.
\"I'm sure you have a lot of questions,\" Harry continued, looking kind and sympathetic.
Alec stared at his face with a blank look when he realized that the man truly was being sympathetic with his plight. Perhaps he saw himself in him all those years ago?
Or was it that the company naturally chose people who had this kind of sympathetic disposition in order to guide their 'newest recruits' properly?
It was hard to say at this moment, so Alec played it safe.
He didn't particularly feel anything for this man, so it wasn't like he really cared either. He just felt disgust at his fake sympathy.
He hesitated, before asking, \"Is this… really not…?\" His questions were stilted and stuttered out as if he couldn't accept reality.
Alec took a deep breath before pulling himself together under Harry's sympathetic but careful eyes. There was a flash of calculation that he could not hide under his mask, and Alec could see it as clear as day.
Harry's eyes flashed with approval when he saw that Alec was pulling himself together though his face was a bit blank.
\"Do you know who you are?\" Harry asked leadingly.
Alec gave a calmer nod. For all intents and purposes, he looked like he had pulled himself together and stopped the inevitable breakdown he was going to have.
\"I have flashes of memories, and the basic knowledge of the world. I also know that this… this body's name is Alex Fields. He's… a merchant, with two siblings, and his mother… He's… an advanced…\"
Harry's eyes flashed yet again as he put a hand on Alec's hand, and the System didn't fight the shiver that went through his body, as if he wasn't disgusted by the man's hand but instead breaking out of his reverie.
The man's touch in his situation made Alec's skin crawl.
In the first place, Alec had never been a tactile person.
But also, because the man acted like he had seem a rare gem and was salivating to keep it to himself.
Alec sneered inwardly.
Harry patted Alec. \"Do you want to go by your new name or your old name?\"
Alec hesitated before he said, \"…Alex Fields. That's my name now.\"
Harry smiled at him encouragingly at him, as if he really cared about his wellbeing. Alec really couldn't tell if it was genuine or not, which was worrying.
He supposed the man could care because of his 'worth' which made it genuine in a way.
\"Very good, Alex. Now, get up. You shouldn't keep lying in bed all day. The best way to acclimate yourself is to move around and become so busy that you don't have time to think about anything else.\"
Alec stumblingly stood up but refused Harry's hand for help. He smiled gently, disgustingly grateful, at Harry, who smiled back.
Alec immersed himself in the character, trying to block out any aversion or disgust he felt at being in this place.
They took him to what looked like a dormitory and dumped him inside, Harry reassuring him that he would be able to find him at 'any time'.
\"Once a week, no matter what problems you're facing, we will meet up. It's the necessary time taken to make sure that you aren't going to snap. I know it can be intimidating at first but remember that everyone goes through this process in the beginning.\"
And by 'any time' he meant, during their scheduled once a week meet up.
Alec almost curled his lip there and then. Any time indeed.
The dorm room he was placed in had another person who had previously started one week ago.
Alec nodded gratefully at Harry who departed with a smile, and he noticed that everything about his life now was controlled. They didn't give him much time to ask questions at all, instead redirecting himself back to whether or not he remembered anything.
It may have worked on the other transmigrators who were teenagers or younger when they first appeared, but Alec could see through them without a problem.
From the start, everything had already been carefully orchestrated to make you think that they were on your side.
Had Alec truly been a transmigrator that had been ripped out of his comfort zone and placed in another body, he would likely have fallen for it. Or would he?
Still, it didn't hurt to be compliant… for now.
The person he was sharing the room with wasn't back yet, and he wondered if they had already sunk their teeth into this one.
Alec looked into the mirror again and noted that he had the brand placed on him, and he immediately got rid of it, replacing it with something that looked similar but didn't function the same at all.
Instead, it just appeared like it was functioning normally.
If he left it on for too long, he would end up losing most of his thought freedom like Sekai had, and he had no intentions of leaving it be.
A few more hours passed as Alec looked around the room.
The room was almost spartan in that it didn't have any decorations, but there was a bed, a wardrobe, and a box for his daily necessities.
Alec clicked his tongue. It made him wonder how often they had done this in order for them to be so remarkably skilled at doing it without a single hitch.
How long had the company been around, and how long had they been messing with the various events throughout the various continents?
Alec quietly lay on the bed as he heard the sound of his roommate appearing.
The teen looked dead tired, and there were eyebags below his eyes, showing that he wasn't well-rested at all.
The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen, and he was handsome enough, but with the way he looked now, he may as well have been a zombie.
The teen paused a little, startled as he noticed someone new in the room that had previously been empty.
\"Who are you?\" the teen said bluntly, not giving a single fuck about the social niceties at all. He was too tired for that. He looked like he was about to go to sleep standing up.
\"Alex Fields,\" Alec said softly, holding out a hand for the other teen to shake.
The teen shook his hand with drooping eyelids. \"Nicholas Moon.\"
Then, the teen collapsed on his bed without another word and started snoring, dead to the world.
Alec's lips twitched. What an interesting person. Or was it that he was just genuinely that tired from the new training he was going through?
Alec quietly slipped back onto his bed as his eyes flashed with anticipation. He'd already told Harry that he still remembered that Alex Fields was in the advanced stage, so he wondered what they were going to put him through tomorrow to try and break his spirit.
It only took them a day before Alec was escorted out of the ward by the man he'd seen previously at his bedside, whom Alec presumed was the person meant to keep an eye on him to make sure that he wouldn't develop any extra thoughts.The man introduced himself calmly, smiling at him as if he was there to reassure him from the nurses that were busying themselves over him.\"My name is Harold Yang. You can call me whatever you want. Harry, Yang, Harold. Whatever you want. But I'm your mentor in this place, so if you have any problems you come to me. There may be things that you aren't comfortable with telling other people, but you can be safe confiding in me. I'll always be on your side.\"Personally, Alec thought that he was laying it on a bit thick. He was coming on so strong that it would only work on someone who was worried and unstable. Someone who was lost and didn't know any better.Alec eyed him warily, still understandably worried and confused about where he was.Last he knew, he had been in his own world, but he had been suddenly transported here to another world.\"I'm sure you have a lot of questions,\" Harry continued, looking kind and sympathetic.Alec stared at his face with a blank look when he realized that the man truly was being sympathetic with his plight. Perhaps he saw himself in him all those years ago?Or was it that the company naturally chose people who had this kind of sympathetic disposition in order to guide their 'newest recruits' properly?It was hard to say at this moment, so Alec played it safe.He didn't particularly feel anything for this man, so it wasn't like he really cared either. He just felt disgust at his fake sympathy.He hesitated, before asking, \"Is this really not?\" His questions were stilted and stuttered out as if he couldn't accept reality.Alec took a deep breath before pulling himself together under Harry's sympathetic but careful eyes. There was a flash of calculation that he could not hide under his mask, and Alec could see it as clear as day.Harry's eyes flashed with approval when he saw that Alec was pulling himself together though his face was a bit blank.\"Do you know who you are?\" Harry asked leadingly.Alec gave a calmer nod. For all intents and purposes, he looked like he had pulled himself together and stopped the inevitable breakdown he was going to have.\"I have flashes of memories, and the basic knowledge of the world. I also know that this this body's name is Alex Fields. He's a merchant, with two siblings, and his mother He's an advanced\"Harry's eyes flashed yet again as he put a hand on Alec's hand, and the System didn't fight the shiver that went through his body, as if he wasn't disgusted by the man's hand but instead breaking out of his reverie.The man's touch in his situation made Alec's skin crawl.In the first place, Alec had never been a tactile person.But also, because the man acted like he had seem a rare gem and was salivating to keep it to himself.Alec sneered inwardly.Harry patted Alec. \"Do you want to go by your new name or your old name?\"Alec hesitated before he said, \"Alex Fields. That's my name now.\"Harry smiled at him encouragingly at him, as if he really cared about his wellbeing. Alec really couldn't tell if it was genuine or not, which was worrying.He supposed the man could care because of his 'worth' which made it genuine in a way.\"Very good, Alex. Now, get up. You shouldn't keep lying in bed all day. The best way to acclimate yourself is to move around and become so busy that you don't have time to think about anything else.\"Alec stumblingly stood up but refused Harry's hand for help. He smiled gently, disgustingly grateful, at Harry, who smiled back.Alec immersed himself in the character, trying to block out any aversion or disgust he felt at being in this place.They took him to what looked like a dormitory and dumped him inside, Harry reassuring him that he would be able to find him at 'any time'.\"Once a week, no matter what problems you're facing, we will meet up. It's the necessary time taken to make sure that you aren't going to snap. I know it can be intimidating at first but remember that everyone goes through this process in the beginning.\"And by 'any time' he meant, during their scheduled once a week meet up.Alec almost curled his lip there and then. Any time indeed.The dorm room he was placed in had another person who had previously started one week ago.Alec nodded gratefully at Harry who departed with a smile, and he noticed that everything about his life now was controlled. They didn't give him much time to ask questions at all, instead redirecting himself back to whether or not he remembered anything.It may have worked on the other transmigrators who were teenagers or younger when they first appeared, but Alec could see through them without a problem.From the start, everything had already been carefully orchestrated to make you think that they were on your side.Had Alec truly been a transmigrator that had been ripped out of his comfort zone and placed in another body, he would likely have fallen for it. Or would he?Still, it didn't hurt to be compliant for now.The person he was sharing the room with wasn't back yet, and he wondered if they had already sunk their teeth into this one.Alec looked into the mirror again and noted that he had the brand placed on him, and he immediately got rid of it, replacing it with something that looked similar but didn't function the same at all.Instead, it just appeared like it was functioning normally.If he left it on for too long, he would end up losing most of his thought freedom like Sekai had, and he had no intentions of leaving it be.A few more hours passed as Alec looked around the room.The room was almost spartan in that it didn't have any decorations, but there was a bed, a wardrobe, and a box for his daily necessities.Alec clicked his tongue. It made him wonder how often they had done this in order for them to be so remarkably skilled at doing it without a single hitch.How long had the company been around, and how long had they been messing with the various events throughout the various continents?Alec quietly lay on the bed as he heard the sound of his roommate appearing.The teen looked dead tired, and there were eyebags below his eyes, showing that he wasn't well-rested at all.The boy looked about seventeen or eighteen, and he was handsome enough, but with the way he looked now, he may as well have been a zombie.The teen paused a little, startled as he noticed someone new in the room that had previously been empty.\"Who are you?\" the teen said bluntly, not giving a single fuck about the social niceties at all. He was too tired for that. He looked like he was about to go to sleep standing up.\"Alex Fields,\" Alec said softly, holding out a hand for the other teen to shake.The teen shook his hand with drooping eyelids. \"Nicholas Moon.\"Then, the teen collapsed on his bed without another word and started snoring, dead to the world.Alec's lips twitched. What an interesting person. Or was it that he was just genuinely that tired from the new training he was going through?Alec quietly slipped back onto his bed as his eyes flashed with anticipation. He'd already told Harry that he still remembered that Alex Fields was in the advanced stage, so he wondered what they were going to put him through tomorrow to try and break his spirit.
