Ascensão Medieval

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(To all readers preparing to embark on this journey, please be sure to read the “Work Background” section first to understand the context.)

Snow lay upon thin soil, beside a silent, unmarked tombstone.

With an empty grave, he buried everything of his past.

From a disheartened office clerk who died suddenly, to the lingering memories of a hunted medieval minor noble, he had been struggling to survive for a year in this unfamiliar, wild forested valley of Central Europe.

A year’s time had slowly fused him with this era, known as the darkest age, and fully merged him with the body that retained its original owner’s memories and abilities. The former name had been selectively forgotten—now he was Art Wood Wells, the son of a Lombardy baron stripped of his title and lands, a hunter lost in the wilderness of the southern border of the Duchy of Burgundy.

Three years ago, the original owner of this body, eighteen-year-old Art Wood Wells, gravely wounded, fled north with his father, who had been dispossessed of his lands and title, to escape enemy pursuit, retreating into this dense forest.

In early winter last year, the original Art suffered a severe injury from a fall off a cliff while hunting with his father. Trapped in the valley with scarce medicine, he soon perished one dark night from lack of treatment. At that very moment, from another dimension, the recently deceased soul of the clerk entered this body, which still retained faint memories.

Miraculously, the lifeless Art revived, but soon after, his fat