In a void.
Where nothing but darkness.
"Mmm—?!"
Eyes suddenly opens. What he saw was bubbles and water.
"Where.... am... I..." He thought to himself.
He couldn't feel anything but cramped instead. There were no spaces to move or even to see at all. He was confused about where he was and how he got there in the first place.
However.
"What!" He thought. Despite the fact he couldn't talk at all.
It seems like he was trapped in living flesh or some kind. His mind was processing so many problems, but one came to mind.
"Did some creatures swallow me whole?"
However. That wasn't the case at all. If a predator were bale to swallow him whole, why couldn't he feel pain?
So, being eaten wasn't it.
"If I'm not being swallowed? Then were am I—" He was about to figure out the situation he was in until a voice heard from outside.
"How is our child?" A men voice.
"Why are you here?" A woman voice.
"...Huh?" He heard the voice that came outside. "Hey! Can anyone hear me?" He tried to call out, but it was no use. It seems like he couldn't talk but thought only.
He couldn't tell why he couldn't talk or move in these tight, cramped spaces. The fact that he heard voices outside was enough for him to call out in desperation.
Outside, the view shows a man and women wearing seemingly to be like foreign noble clothes. The man looked like he was in the 50s. While the woman was in her 40s.
The atmosphere between the two was oddly in a bad mood.
"I didn't recall you were coming?" She said.
She sounded like she didn't want him to be there.
The man responded back with a cold, "You didn't need to, or else you might call the elders to remove me." His voice filled with serious and venomous. "Especially, you try to hide my own child away from me. Don't you think I need an explanation?" He sounded like he wanted to her answer.
She scoffs it of, "Pffft... yeah, right! The fact I know. You didn't even care to show up. I know why you are here! I know it was your mother who sent you here, not your own accord." Her voice slowly rises. "And don't give me that bullshit! At least try to act!"
Her eyes were cold towards him.
"Tsk! You filthy whore!" He shouted in anger. "Your fucking lucky that I am here! At least I show up!" He said.
The man name was Ares, and the woman was Claire. These two were both lovers, but the fact they are at odds.
Ares was from the Rannin Family, and Clair was from Tuih side branch Family.
Ares glared at her belly, showing that she carried his child from within her.
Clair remains her cold expression, "You probably feel disappointed that I'm caring your baby, huh!"
Ares responded back to her, "Tsk! You're just low rank! To even think you could climb your way up by carrying my flesh and blood... huh!" He felt nothing but disgrace that a low rank woman having his child. "Now my family thinks it was my fault that I cause this," even though it was an accident. He didn't think his reckless cause her to get pregnant by one night out of pure drunken state.
Now, the family head wants Ares to see his future heir despite the woman being low rank. He has no choice but to attend to every future aspect that rather his child becomes worthy of his family and if the baby doesn't show any sign of potential, it be his demise and he will be removed from his rank position.
Ares clenched his fist.
The thought of possibilities that his newborn could eventually drag his entire hard earn work down the drain - if his baby doesn't live up to the family expectation.
"Damn it! If that baby were to be born," he thought so many problems that would eventually happen, and now it's flashes before his very eyes.
He saw his future being dragged down to the mud and his family siblings, all mocking him for having a weak heir.
Ares snap back to reality and instantly glare at her, "Damn it! I'll see with my own eyes if your bloodline cause my future being dragged down, and once that happens. I'll remove you and that baby!" He said. His voice filled with serious and venomous.
When the day that his child shows his results comes. He will eventually remove all his connections towards her and that baby of his.
His eyes were cold.
...
At the same time.
Inside her belly. The boy was listening to all the fuss that was outside Clair belly.
The baby finally understood what's going on.
"I'm inside someone belly?! Does it mean I'm now a baby—?!"
He never thought he was reborn.
He thought it was some novel fantasy made up, but now it seems he believes that he is actually reborn.
It seems like he really is a baby, and it's still processing inside Clair.
"I wonder who my mother is now?" He thought to himself.
Claire saw Ares leave the room without even a glance back.
"...Tsk!" She bites her teeth with regrets.
While she looks at her stomach and slows rubbing it, "I just hope one day. Just maybe!" Her voice wasn't high but not low either.
"You.... you..." her voice was shaking.
Tears from her eyes slowly reveal, "Y-you will eventually! Show them all. That you could become one of the strongest among our race and prove that you carry our clan to their righteous peak!" She said with all her hopes on that last word. "You be name Mikhel'ruh." She said, "It means the one who carries and brings one glorious to its peak."
She thought hard about the name.
Inside her stomach.
He replied, "...huh! That sounds so cool, but why does sound so crinch, though?"
"Whatever! Let's wait and see what awaits!" He thought so excitedly to reborn.
And then a sudden screen popped up out of nowhere.
Ding!
"Wha—!" Surprise reaction. The screen displays show right in front of him.
[System panel]
[Welcome! We congratulate you for successful reborn. Despite this, there was the slightest chance that you might fail. However. You are one in million and were able to be lucky enough to reborn successfully without any errors.]
Mikhel'ruh eyes widened by the text he got, "What do you mean?! That I might fail?!" He thought. "If I didn't able to successfully reborn... what will happen to me?" He said with curiosity.
He doesn't want to know, but he got curious about it.
The system panel didn't answer or reply to his question that he so wanted to know badly, but it ignored and continued to text what its purpose was there for.
[You are reborn in a novel]
Mikhel suddenly felt interested. "Oh! Am I going to reborn as one of those so-called main characters?" He said.
He thought the possibility of him getting closer to his dream that he had always been wanting to. He wondered which novel he was in.
A flash of different fan-made novels that he always re-read before.
He always wanted to be in the world; Naruto, bleach, one-peace, and lastly.... solo leveling.
"Hehe! Alrighty then..! Show me what novel I am in?!" He thought excitedly.
However—
The system panel shows a different thing that doesn't show what he was thinking at all.
[Novel: Humanity greatest heroes]
His expression shifted so quickly.
"—Uh!"
His eyes widened so fast.
"W-what!" He panic.
He knows exactly what world he was in.
"No... no... no... I must be dreaming!" He denied.
The screen shows otherwise.
He couldn't believe it!
Of all the novel he could've been in. Why the hell was he in this novel.
He knows this novel ending, and it always ends with conflicts, war, and endless battles.
But—
That wasn't the big issue. The main issue was Makara'ha planet. This planet seems legitimately, but it's a home world filled with psychopath. Who believes strength and conquer solve the solution.
The panel shows:
[You are reborn as a Mar'khel race, and you are one Tuihn family.]
Mikhel was dumbfounded.
"You got to be kidding me!" The disbelief on his face.
....
Time skip by 4 years.
It was the day of the event for all the children.
Claire. Held his son softly, "It's time..." she said.
It was the day for her son blessing. Where all parents get to come and see their child future class.
In front of them is where all class held.
The top elders remain seated.
One particular stood up and said, "Alright! You may all settle down!" His voice echoes through the room.
Everyone gotten silent.
One of the elders calmly says, "You may all know me as Eric." He introduced himself to all his fellows. "I know you all are impatient about the day of your son events. I'm also glad to see fellow warriors who are famous throughout our planet. However... make no mistakes!" His voice gotten stricter.
"I stand before you all!" His voice filled commands, "I hear by standing in front of you as fellow comrades! Who will evaluate your son future by witnessing his or her choosing class." Eric voice filled with sincere.
Everyone stood and listened to their future sons' events. No one dared utterly a single voice during Eric speech.
These were serious events.
Eric slowly approached towards candidates, "Now! We shall continue forward... step forward, Tania!" He call out the name.
Tania approached with nervous holding her child. She whispered softly, "Make me proud, child." She slowly put her daughter on the ground.
"Now! Go!" Tania shouted with joy.
The baby was confused.
"Ghhha?"
The baby girl was looking forward towards the banner, showing different flags with symbols on it.
Banner:
[Diver] = This class is for scouts.
[Enforcement]= this class if for combat.
[Draco]= this class is for support. *(Low class)*
[Leader]= This class leads and uses his authority to command. (High position)
[Solo]= The main force. This class is also for leadership.
[Janitor] =This class is to clean. *(Disgrace)*
[Servants] =This class is to serve those above him. *(Low position)*
The baby crawls towards the flag.
Everyone was nervous about the baby. Even the mother was sweating, showing uneasy, "Come on! Pick leadership!" She voting for her daughter.
This event was something serious. Once a child chooses their class, he or she will be stuck by that class forever and— she not going to see her daughter as a janitor or a servant.
"Come on, Tina!" She shouted.
Little Tina crawls towards the flag of leadership.
The mother jump with joy, "Fuck yeah!" She rush towards her baby and pick her up with love and excitement. "You finally show your true birth rights as one of royal heirs!"
Tania shows a hint smug on her face, "Now we should celebrate your birth as my child." She walks away.
Eric announced another candidate, "The next one is David!"
While everyone was to focus on the events. I Mikhel was being held by my mother, arms. She glared at me nervously and whispered, "You will show that you are worthy." She said.
She slowly saw Ares approaching towards her and with a familiar figure who she happened to know. A woman in her 40s was walking alongside with ares. Her figure was mesmerized, a true beauty. Also— her rival.
She clicked her tongue, "...tsk!"
She rolled her eyes.
The woman name was Alice. She shows a smug towards Clair, "It seems we haven't met for so long, right Clair?"
Clair responded with sarcasm, "Yeah, but it still feels so soon."
"Hehehe... oh my. Is that your cute child?" Her voice drops with mocking tone. "I just hope he doesn't end up as janitor..." she said.
Clair got angry towards her mock but held it in and smooth things without bursting in flames, "...huh! Oh, please. My son will decide his own fate, and I love whatever he chooses." She said, but deep down, she was nervous about his son future. If her son actually picks janitor or servant and all her efforts will be in vain.
She be remembered as an idiotic woman who thinks her son fate be a righteous path. She will be a laughing stock.
While she was too busy talking to her rival.
Mikhel looks towards the events. "So those will be my fate."
He was thinking of choosing leadership but—
It is too much of a hassle.
He wanted free time. Being a leader will constantly be trained by all elders. Also, they will keep a close eye on him.
"Nah! I rather not—" Mikhel said.
"Mikhel!!!" His name called out by Eric.
His fate will now be on his hands.
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