Transmigration
Prologues

White color meets Alexia field of vision. The familiar disinfectant smell stung, making him sick. Alexia knows exactly where this is, the hospital. "I don't think I'm dead?" Mumbled.

It might have been ten minutes that Alexia was sitting pensively in the patient's bed. This room was very quiet, contrasting with the boisterous atmosphere outside that he could see from the window. A small green park, crowded by people who are enjoying the atmosphere of a sunny afternoon. Her net caught a pair of adults with a girl dressed as a patient sitting under a shady tree. A faint smile was engraved on Alexia's lips as she watched the little family judging each other and laughing. 'Yeah, who's going to look? Maybe the angel of death doang.'

After a few minutes of silence, the sound of the door being opened made Alexia wake up from her daydream. The figure of the aged woman entered his vision. Alexia stared in surprise at the gaze of the woman who looked at her with wide eyes in disbelief, as if she was looking at a ghost.

"N-non's? non conscious?" The woman who knew who it was asked hesitantly.

"Son, still sleeping. Soon again will also be taken by Osiris on a boat to the afterlife" he chanted. Oddly enough, did he not see her sitting so pretty? Pake was asked if he knew not yet.

The woman who knew who - Part 2 - after getting the answer was immediately silent. Either because of the shock of disbelief or because of insinuation. I don't know, anyways Alexia doesn't care. I know you too, right?.

The room was quiet again, no one opened their voices. Alexia as a kind-hearted and diligent child saving was trying to ask. But his good intentions were dashed when suddenly the woman who had no wind there was no rain immediately let go.

Smiling wryly, Alexia lamented the cruel fate that separated the two of them.

Just now he was about to lay down his body because he did not want to bother, the door again opened. Now it was not only the woman who had no idea what her name was that had come, but also a man wearing the typical clothes of a doctor, a woman dressed as a nurse and a handsome man entered in a hurry.

"Everything is normal there is nothing wrong" said the doctor after conducting various examinations. The two people who had been waiting with anxious expectation immediately breathed a sigh of relief after hearing the words of the doctor.

"Thank God you're okay. You make Om worried know it's not right Bara said you were in an accident. " Relief can be seen clearly from the look on the handsome man's face.

Alexia's eyes flickered confusedly hearing the words of the handsome man who since her arrival had stolen her attire, especially her face that was like the statues of Greek gods."Eh, didn't you see the stage chandelier, did you?"

A confused look adorned the man's face, he stared alternately between Alexia and the doctor, as if asking for clarity.

Alexia fell silent as the handsome man called her by a name that was not hers, but felt familiar."Sorry Om handsome, but my name is not Alesya-"

Alexia's words came to a halt as her eyes caught the strands of her hair being scattered.

Wait, how long is her hair? Can't be last night long? The feeling was immediately unpleasant. Alexia looked up, looking at the people in the room who were also looking at her in wonder at her sudden inertia.

Without wasting any time, Alexia immediately carried her foot running towards the bathroom. Ignoring the screams and the pain in his hands due to the forced infusion.

Alexia instantly locked the bathroom door, "No way, "His murmur was in disbelief, staring in horror at the reflection in the mirror. In the mirror was a face she had never seen before. Alexia touched the long black hair that was smeared, it was soft. Alexia guided the slender hand of a body she did not know, tracing every inch of her face . Thin lips that are slightly pale, nose that is sharp and slender. Anyone would agree that this face is so pretty.

This is definitely not Alexia's skillet. After a moment of silence, a single conclusion flashed through his mind.

Transmigration.

"Aww, sick. " Alexia slapped him in the face.

The pain immediately crept down his cheek. The pain made Alexia realize that this was not a dream. Her ears were deafening, Alexia did not hear the screams and pounding of the door telling her to open the door.

"Why?" Alexia's voice was shrill and desperate. Alexia staggered back and fell down on her legs due to weakness, perhaps because of her new self-consciousness or shock. "WHY SHOULD I?!!"

The people who were behind the door immediately broke down the door shortly after hearing Alexia's screams. They looked at the girl lying unconscious with a feeling of shock and worry.The man who called himself Om immediately stormed in. Approaching Alexia who returned unconscious. "ALESYA!!"