However, the most unthinkable thing happened. He smiled. A grin formed on his lips. It was far too absurd for him to smile in this situation, but his heart followed suit. It was joyful and exciting as it drummed in his chest, sending all adrenaline rushing. He felt these emotions as his own. Though his mind thought otherwise, his body was honest to give him what he felt. It trembled ever so slightly with excitement.

The one thing that didn't make any sense in this was he didn't feel any foreignness with this. It was as if he was used to it.

As the light approached the temperature rose alongside it. It was like a comet the closer it got to Théoden. He should have been terrified or fainted or had any reaction that wasn't what was happening right then.

His body continuously trembled with pure excitement. The light reached him as he kept eye contact until he could no longer bare the blinding light and shut them.

The end. Well, that was what was supposed to happen. After things not going per nature's law, Théoden gave up on hoping for logic to explain things.

After who knew how long, he finally regained the ability to move his body once again. The comet that was rushing towards him with all the intensity to it,  hit after all and he passed out. Not until he woke back up in the same position he was laying. He rose his body and examined it.

The first thing he found out was that the body he had was not his. The memories he had were not his. He grasped a rough idea of what had happened, but even then, he had to simply accept. He was moving the body at his will with no trouble at all.

What would he do then? He wanted to stay alive and he did. He had realized how much he wanted to live when the comet-like light threatened it once. Maybe because he had experienced the death of the current body.

The host of the body was a boy sent to the battlefield among all other male members of his village who could move and were not handicapped. The boy's name was Mallory.

He was quite unfortunate since birth. His mother died while birthing him and he was criticized for it. The child of misfortune they labeled him. Mallory's father turned a blind eye to this, and he was later abandoned by his entire family for being rumored to cause all other village misfortunes. They were ashamed of him.

He was, after all, uselessly weak. He met the only girl he ever loved. A sweet young maiden who got praised for her beauty. She, fortunately, agreed to marry him. They did their vows secretly, but such marriage was not officiated and thus was not completed. In the aim to try to prove himself to the girl of his dreams, he was willingly sent to the battlefield and his death without ever achieving any of it. His last regret was not keeping the only promise he made to her. Not a moment of his life was of fortune.

Théoden confirmed he was in Mallory's body because of the significant changes. His hands were thin and bony and he was much shorter. He didn't remember having jet-black hair either. His entire look was different.

'At least I am still male.'

After examining his body Théoden stood up to look at the horizon. There was a beautiful red sunset was happening at that time. He would have had the joy to appreciate it if not for the countless corpses around him.

To say he was scared would be an understatement. Théoden was terrified. When laying down his vision was obstructed but now he was looking at corpses. They looked like they died recently as there were no signs of decomposing.

Maybe it was due to the realization, but his other senses came rushing to him. The strong stench of blood clouded his nostrils. He felt dizzy and nauseated at the new registration of his situation.

He was standing in the middle with all sorts of sliced and cut bodies surrounding him. The normal Théoden would have found it hard to adapt. Théoden's current adaptation rate was fast. Terrifyingly fast.

He accepted that he landed miles from home at who-knew-where and was fine. He quickly accepted the fact that he had another body with another pair of memories. He was fine that he was confused about his entire situation, but finding himself in the middle of a graveyard was too much.

He fell on his bottom and breathed in and out in a forced matter. Trying to calm down and sooner get himself from the situation. After a while, he had finally calmed down. He looked around once more.

Why? He could not walk away from there without seeing his surroundings, right? He wished that was the case.

Some bodies lay weirdly over each other while others were simply scattered. Some had a few severed limbs such as missing hands or legs or were decapitated. It was such a brutal way to die. He tried avoiding making eye contact but that was impossible. He had not seen a face that was in peace. They died in an extreme emotional state or severe pain.

Adding the clues which he had gathered, led to the analysis that this was indeed a graveyard, but before that, it was a battlefield. The several corpses lying around had armor on them and swords and spears. The memories in Mallory's body were blurred until his death, for reasons that remained unknown.

While his mind was filled with these thoughts, something appeared in his line of sight while another alerted him in a clear monotone voice.

[The Omnipotence System had Identified the host.]

[System assimilation starting.]

[System assimilation in progress: 2%]