Pain!
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Wha…t is thi..s, huh! huh! where am I?
Agony burned as thousends of dark mirror shattered in an instant. The dying warrior Abraham felt that someone had melted the flame of a hot fire into his living skull. Each heartbeat sent burn through his brain and down his veins. The world tilted and spining like curbe of blade in front of him.
Intensive Sound cut deep in his head like someone whispering inside his head. Weight left his limbs. He could hardly breath as he treid to move from his positions.
Abraham tried to move again with all his might but his body not even moving inch from where it is
Is it the afterlife? I can't see a thing, but I could feel a body. Where am I? How all this happen? Is it a last memory? How come I still can ask quiestion to my head? Ugh… I can feel I'm brething hardly… but I'm breathing. Abraham thought of multiple reasons to this unfamiliar situation as he tried to move again.
. His arms and legs felt foreign—twisted, heavy, useless, as if someone had grafted another shape onto him. When he finally looked down, his hands stopped him.
They were smooth and young. No scars. No calluses. Not the hands of a man who had fought monsters, led armies, and worn a crown.
This is not my body… What the heck happened? The last thi—Abraham thought blankly, and suddenly, something caught his attention.
In the battlefield, he was wiping out enemy territory. Then—
From behind, the unwanted happened. He was killed by his own friend, the one he thought of as his own blood.
They betrayed him. Killed him with no emotion on their face. Strainght up killed him.
Remembering his past, Abraham felt a sudden headache. In shock, he vomited a spat of blood onto the floor.
After a few minutes of all this commotion, Abraham finally realized he had cheated death.
I'm not actually dead… even though I was killed by him. I can see it — my hands, my legs, my body… it's all okay. Abraham muttered.
Even though he regain his vision and senses back after a long time, yet he had not looked at his surrounding and environment closely.
He was caged inside a cube-shaped room, its ceiling modified with hard wood, and a wooden bed a closet on the corner and a mirror standing up-right.
And the big window stood open, fair enough to see the silver moon.
Waking up from dead, Abraham reluctantly thought, then a fierce pain pierce through his chest as he tried to stood.
He sat down again on the bed, but this time he was forced to seat.
After few moments a blue screen popped up out of nowhere.
[Host stabilizer... Report]
[Reboot action - Exicuting]
He clenched the bed sheets tightly, the memory of betrayal by his companion is now flashing through his memories repetitively.
"The system exist, I exist. What actually happened after my dead."
Then he saw the reflection of his body in the mirror that sat corner of his cube room.
He walked staggered towards the mirror and see.
A young boy possibly in 17-18, pale looking face with black hair with no scar.
He step back behind, after few step back he shout out loud with a crack voice,
"Who the fuck, is this kid!"
Then he hurried towards the window where blew a pacing wind, and saw a big architecture with designed building surrounded in row and a tall tower on center stood like guard of honor.
Abraham take deep breath from window air, his face tighten and facial expression change to a deep serious face that proof how confuse he is right now.
Do I survived Mormend stab, did I somehow survive? No dumbo, if I survived somehow doesn't mean my body would be a late thirty years old warrior, not a young imbecile.
So the possibility is my soul has been steal from my original body and put into this dumb young kid abdomen, Abraham thought with a deep frown in his brow.
Looking all the outside building and place through the window. He's brown eyes shrink like point that scanning the whole outiside world.
Then he get back to the bed and look up and down as if some threat coming from that way — In a moment the blue screen appare again with flash.
[Model check: Monarch]
[Synchronization of Monarch - Reported]
[Monarch - Abraham Benjin]
"Who is benjin, I don't have any last name. My name is Abraham That's it" Abraham mumble looking at the screen.
Wait up—no, no, no…Could it be… this kid's name is Abraham Benjin?Is that a coincidence?Holy—. Waving his hands at him he wondered if he was dreaming or some what illusion.
Then another page appare in his side.
[Accept - Monarch Rank]
Abraham dumbfounded with all this system talk.
In my old life, the screen don't used to talk that much, and what the heck is 'Monarch'. Abraham thought with reluctant face.
He waited for seconds, then cough to make his sound clear.
And he said with a deliberately cold tone,
"I, accept."
Now I get some of part what's happening. I realize it's not someone stole my soul or I just survived Mormend attack, it's simple.
I reancarnited. This word is heavy and so fictional but I heard about it somewhere.
And coincidentally in this world system exist, but I don't know if any other person can wield system or not. But for now I understand it is a big coincidence I survived, Abraham thought bitting his lips as if he is not happy to be alive.
Living is something I never think of. If someone think rationally about consequences or dead in battle, they should sleep tide in there bed instead of conquering empire.
And I believe that with all my heart, but the dead I survived is not something that I just let go.
Do I get back into same world? Abraham considered every angle.
"Hey, system, I know you can't hear me. But could you clarify where actually I'm?" He asked while coughing, his mouth filled with blood.
The damage inside was still the same, but it felt like it was healing—slowly.
Pin drop silent. No response
Indeed, no one give a shit a 37 years old man just got back into a young kid body — no one give a shit.
Just imagine it is something that even magic can't pull off, Abraham sarcastilly thought going towards the door.
"No other choice left. I just have to go the one in this home authority to find out where am I," Abraham mumble.
But the moment he would touch the handle of the door to pull, the blue screen popped up with red screen appearance.
[Return to the past. A world where various possibility to go back in the past world]
Abraham facial expression changed to quickly calm to question mark instant.
"Huh?"
But it sounds like I got back in time somehow. Abraham's corner of mouth curled up into a devilish smile, and he said with a creepy voice, "Cool."
Wait, if I just got back in time, doesn't that sound like a second chance to live your life again? But the second part, where it said various possibilities to go back past world, sounds fishy.
Does that mean I'm in a different world where Mormend, Selina, Heimen—those guys—don't exist? Or is "world" here just a figure of speech?
But what about this body? I don't even know whose body the system put me in. And more importantly… which world is this? Does magic even exist here?If this really is the same world I once knew, then that means I still have a chance.
Yet I can't just act like Emperor Abraham. A child body don't act like emperor, right? He thought, almost whispering in his mind,
All of a sudden abraham cold mischavious expression change to cold but serious as if something serious thought hit his mind.
Wait, wait… what just happened to me?I just survived death. An actual death—the final consequence that's supposed to send you to heaven or hell, at least from a religious point of view. And yet here I am, alive, already thinking about something that might get me killed again.
No. I shouldn't rush. I have to take it slow. Step by step… and I'll make it once again. Siding aside his inner conflict between death and revenge, he stepped forward again—only to be stopped by the system once more.
System popped up again with a blue screen. The timing was fluid — it's felt as if it's answering Abraham thought.
[The timeline shift - Protocol]
[People, enemies and fate changed with a different destiny. The fate had spin centered Monarch, to consume the resurrection of Monarch Abraham Benjin]
Abraham's facial expression shifted vividly and fluidly—the calm Abraham was now consumed by total rage.From just a few words from the system, he understood what was happening. He understand he indeed traped in hell.
He laughed at first like a madman. Then sound of laugh fade away slowly. The joyful laugh lost the rhythm and change it to a devilish anger — his right eyes flickered into cosmic golden sun.
The wooden bed get scratch from the golden raging aura from Abraham .
The moment he regained his senses and realized he truly died… and that he now had a chance to avenge himself… that thought, which always stayed in the corner of his mind, finally burst out.
But now everything feels miserable.He's just in another world.
Then he change the way and step forward toward the wooden bed.
He sit back to bed and stare at the celling where the wall is slightly broken. "The system take it from me, I don't need this resurrection where my revenge not included," Abraham mumble.
Then with a loud rage, so many words came out.
"You—" he spat the word like poison.
"You change the whole world around me? Who asked you to do that? Did I asked you to do that, you system metallic bastard, you piece of blue head!"
Once again, the system popped up, but the appearance was red like the other one.
[Surviving the (???) Shadow Quiest could lead you great reward][Yes/No]
Upon seeing these two screens, Abraham sighed and opened his mouth to select 'No'—but before he could, a life-changing screen appeared in front of him.
[Reward: Chance to return to past life.][Note: Opportunity for revenge may follow completion.]
His mouth wide open, he rubbed his eyes a couple of times, unable to believe what he saw.
"Chance to return to past life…" Abraham said in disbelief.
Then he started to nod like a cute, puffy child, "Yes… yes, yesss."
And after saying yes, the whole cube-shaped room shrunk into dark slumber, and his eyes fell into deep darkness.The dimly glowing room, once enlightened by the silver moon, was now nothing but deep darkness.
Abraham saw himself falling beneath the ocean, plunging into depths where light could not reach.
And then, in the darkness, a faintly familiar screen showed up
[First Shadow Quiest: Chaining the Undying Wolf]