"Hey, bastard, who the hell gave you the nerve to stare at my girlfriend today?"
"I… I wasn't staring…"
"Bro, go easy on him. Otherwise, we're gonna end up with problems."
"Relax. He won't die. As his senior, I'm just going to teach this bastard a little lesson."
"Please… let me go…"
Watching this pathetic spectacle unfold, as this worthless boy is once again bullied and beaten by his classmates, I can feel every blow myself.
Slap after slap.
He looks exactly like me. And what makes it even more ironic is that his name is Angelo too. How absurd.
After I lost and was killed by that mentally deranged woman, my soul somehow ended up in this place: the world known as Life Without End.
During my time here, I came to realize that this is a world of swords and magic, much like the ones described in the fantasy books from my world.
When I was a child, I loved watching anime, reading manga, and web novels. I often dreamed of ending up in one of those stories.
And only now have those childhood dreams become reality.
This spineless brat is most likely the vessel my soul is meant to inhabit. I tried taking over other bodies before, but every attempt failed. I have no desire to clean up this idiot's mess or make myself a bunch of unnecessary enemies, but it seems I have no choice. My soul grows weaker with every passing hour, becoming more and more transparent.
"Please, stop! It hurts!"
"Shut up, bastard!"
Those guys are truly beating him without the slightest trace of mercy. After only a few minutes, there wasn't a single uninjured spot left on his body.
"I think that's enough of a lesson for today. Let's get out of here."
They walked away, leaving him lying on the cold ground. His chest rose and fell heavily, and every attempt to breathe sent waves of unbearable pain through his body.
Even I felt a little sorry for that idiot.
Before long, he lost consciousness.
Now is the perfect opportunity to take over his body.
This is exactly what I've been waiting for!