That day the damned Order destroyed my ship, the very day that my life was turned upside down. Maybe it was my karma. Having ruined lives of the innocents, killed innocent merchants, civilians, and sailors. Killed the beloved king of a kingdom. Slaughtered heroes and warriors.
Certainly, it must've been my karma.
Hm? Light? Why do I see a light? I thought. Died? Wait...
Come to think of it, how come I can still have an inner monologue?
Am I even truly dead?
Soon, the light started to grow brighter and bigger. It didn't take long till I found the light blind me with it's brightness.
By the time I felt like opening my eyes for the first time in years, I saw... A miracle.
"Ubaw?"
I tried to speak but all I could let out was a babble. What the fuck, I can't see shit.
Why's everything so blurry? Light is also blinding me, what the fuck is going on?
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4 Months Later...
Yeah now I see shit. So, 4 months ago, I was born out of my mother's womb as all babies do. One, despite being a baby, man am I charming... Hehehe- EHERM, going out of topic here. One, this world is... Heavily similar to my old world. Magic has a chance to manifest at a certain age or never. But, there aren't particularly any powerhouses I'm often told of. No Conjurers, no Warlocks, no Warlords, no Paladins, no Knights, no Juggernauts, and no Savants either... Or from what I've noticed so far.
Right now, I live in a small village with 2 loving parents. A mother who's also the village's local healer and a father who's also the captain of the village guards. They aren't powerful, but just enough to fend of minor threats like beast attacks and/or bandit attacks.
But I'm more surprised of how I can use my magic in my past life. My mana is still the same in capacity but it's growing as well.
Just a fun note, no one knows how to "forcefully" regenerate mana like we do in my past world.
... Is this world under developed? If it's the same as my world... Highly likely.
"Felix! There you are! Stop roaming around you little brat!"
My dad grabbed me by my leg and now I was hanging upside down.
"Seriously, you leave your mother in one hell of a panic everytime you disappear from your damned crib. I swear, babies are a pain in the ass. Why did I agree to make her pregnant again???"
Is my father an asshole? Yes. But he cares for me and mother nonetheless.
"Gallus! What are you doing to our sweet child!?"
Yanking me out of my father's grasp, mother carries me in a way that babies SHOULD be carried.
"Seriously, if little Felix here wasn't a specoal case, do you know what could happen!?"
"Exactly why I treat him this way."
"Not the point you muscle head!"
Yeah, it's fun.
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8 Years Later...
"Felix! Come and play with us!"
A young girl called for me. What am I doing right now? Sword training. And no, not the standard repetitive vertical swing training, one that actually trains me. My father, using his wood magic, had somehow made a makeshift wooden golem that attacks and parries even though it's just 2 big logs put together with the arm oog just spinning around and hitting me everytime I hit it... It's not alive, just a training dummy that somewhat mimics real-time fighting.
"Coming! Mother, I'm going out with Layla!"
"Alright! Don't think about dating her, okay? I know she's beautiful bu-"
I put a finger on her lips, preventing her from speaking any further. I don't exactly hold any deep feelings for Layla. I literally just met her last month and having a past life filled with nothing but war and focus made me a bit numb to making deeper bonds.
"I won't"
I said to my mother before I left.
Ah, right, I haven't introduced my parents yet have I?
My mother's name is Annabeth Aurellia while my father's is Aaron Aurous. I don't know why both of them have all A's as the first letter of their names and why have an F and an A. Last time I asked them, they said "it's some form of tradition that our ancestors had and our parents tried to immortalize it so we ki- EHERM- ran away from home and reached in this humble little village to make a new life."
I could understand what they meant by that... So my parents are also killers, I see. Wondering if there wad anyone else who knew the Aurellia and Aurous names? Nah, they wiped every single one of them before they left. Made me want to know if my parents are actual villains or monsters at this point.
Why do they not have the same last name? Dunno, even I don't know a lot about marriage and all. I woke up without a single memory of 18 years of my life before I went all in on my assassin work and being completely blank on things like relationships.
Anyway, got lost on that inner dialogue.
"Hey Felix, catch!"
One of the village boys who clearly, VERY VERY clearly have a huge crush on Layla threw the ball. The speed was slow... Or maybe that's just me cause I've been fighting mages who are literally nearly half as fast as the speed of sound.
I caught the ball with ease before passing it to Layla in a much slower throw. She caught it with a smile.
"Thanks Felix!"
She said before literally chucking it back to the kid who threw it at me as fast as he could. Funny enough, despite Layla'd thinner stature, the speed of the ball was twice more faster than the kid's initial throw.
It hit him square in the... Uh... On his peenie. Every boy around flinch while I tried to prevent myself from laughing quite loudly because of how the kid looked like.
"Don't do that to Felix again, you understand! Do that again and I'll throw a hundred times faster!"
The boy nodded quickly while looking down, his knees closed as he clutched his injured peenie. It almost made me feel bad... Almost.