Transmigrated in a novel as the CRAZY SECOND PRINCE

I am Ruby, a very respectable gentleman, am hardworking, gentle and caring and, I often tend to help people in need especially women but people... are people I guess, they often tend to intervene in other's life as well as judge them for their entertainment and to no one's surprise I also became a part of their entertainment and they started calling me names and one of the name I was bestowed upon was 'The Nightman'.

' The Nightman' Quite the fansy name isn't it? but simply put it was their way of calling me a 'playboy', Geez, these people don't know hard it is to impress a girl do they? they don't even have any idea how skilled one has to be, cooking, singing, dancing, gambling what not.... tsk tsk.

Initially It was uncomfortable, but gradually I got used to it and now I don't care at all and why would I? after all there people aren't the ones giving me money, sending me gifts or planning trips and most importantly they aren't the one's giving me pleasure.

So, I vowed to lead a pleasurable life regardless of anything, but my life took a drastic turn when I was heading to my 100th girl's house,

'Today I am going to complete my century' or so I thought untill I met with an accident.

" Hey truck- kun, why, why me of all people and why now damm it, my girl is waiting idiot somebody help me and that guy arrested for reckless driving Ahh... no I am losing my consciousness , you wait idiot I will smash your head once I wake up"

I cursed unable to bear the pain but fortunately enough I found my paining going away and my breathing was now normal.

"... wake up idiot girls would be worried to see me like this, ahh what are you waiting for? everything is fine with this fucking body of mine so open those fucking eyes "

I yelled at myself annoyed that my body wasn't responding despite my calls, and at last my cries were heard, with a slight pain in my head and I tried to onen my eyes.

" His highness the second prince has regained consciousness, ..."

"the prince, the prince is awake.."

" Inform his majesty, his highness is awake.."

'My vision was blurry understandable since I lost consciousness after that accident, but to think my ears are buzzing as well, am I fine? and why the hell are there people shouting, if their prince is awake, he is awake then why are they disturbing other's rest'

I frowned with these thoughts in my head and said

" Shut up "

My mouth was dry due to dehydration but I guess it was still audible as the sounds around me died down.

I enjoyed the silence but it didn't last long and a weak hand stroked my head affectionately and called out

" Christopher"

That name sounded like mine, but it wasn't mine. I knew that, but still I tried to forcefully open my eyes but could not find the strength to do so. I don't know how long it took but I finally opened my eyes.

When I open my eyes and look around, I see strange things in front of me. It was a very luxurious room, the walls were so tall and the chandelier hanging in it was so wonderful. Looking at the room, it seemed that even my entire house would not be this big in my entire life.

I knew that this was a dream and I also knew that I had to wake up from this dream someday. But what to do, the dream was so good, that I couldn't stop myself from wandering around aimlessly and while I was roaming in my dream, a mirror came in front of me and when I saw my reflection in the mirror, I was stunned.

There was a young boy in front of my eyes, he had platinum hair and Aqua blue eyes, he looked so handsome. I mean, he was so handsome that any girl was bound to fall in love with him as soon as she sees him.

Whoever that guy was, it wasn't me and I knew whoever it was had nothing to do with me so I decided to just wake up from this dream.Thinking that I slapped myself, but I felt nothing except pain there were no signs of me waking up from this dream.

When I was looking at myself in the mirror, I don't know from when but my head started hurting so much that it felt like I had a migraine. It felt as if someone was leisurely breaking each and every single nerve of my brain and then reconnecting them. The pain was so hard to bear that I couldn't maintain my balance for long and found myself stumbling, my hand knocked out a glass or two they were made of gold but I didn't have the strength to worry about it.

I closed my eyes to bear the pain and this time along with the pain, I started seeing glimpses of someone moving in front of my eyes. A small child who looked almost the same as the one I previously saw in the mirror but the only difference is that this guy had black hair instead of platinum, the images that flooded my brain were real, I saw the whole life of a boy from his childhood till his adulthood, although a few parts of his life were blurry as if someone was preventing from looking at them.

An interesting thing in his story was a girl!, a 'black haired girl' these two seemed to have something going on in between them and I don't think this guy genuinely loved her, he more or less was using her for his goal, But I think her feeling this guy were true because I am sure that my instincts can never be wrong in anything that involved a woman.

If we just put whatever that was happening aside I remembered What they were referring to each other as Christopher and Welsly, wait What? it just doesn't make sense Christopher and Welsly? weren't they the characters I read in a novel gifted by one of my girls, Now this is real shit, this is no longer a dream and I can no longer run away from the fact that I had transmigrated into a novel and that to as the crazy second prince.