Existence what a aburtry concept, why we mortals even exist, for what reason do we hail to our worlds, what is our purpose, this concept has been debated for many years but never answered. why is reincarnation possible however, more importantly why would such a thing happen to a no good eighteen year old like me. Is this a curse for killing myself. Those where my first thoughts as I heard this gorgeous woman call me her son.
I looked down only to see scales all over my body. then I looked back my now my mother only to see she did not have scales, why would i have them but not her, what is happening?
"Honey he's gorgeous with his blue eyes, blonde hair, pale skin and he even kinda looks like the one foretold in prophecy. So let's give him a strong warrior name, I'm thinking..." "Vol Von'Stein" Haatit interrupted a buff blonde haired giant.
"If that would be okay with you Elder Rune." asked Haatit. "Maybe you should ask your husband first he should get a say. However if he agrees I shall give it my full blessing. Because no one names their children after our founder Vol Von Azure anymore. its like they forgot how to pay homage but who care i love the name." said Rune. "fine I will conceit Vol Von'Stein it is then."
"Elder do you think my son will have a magical talent?" asks Haatit. "Well as we are a race that doesn't have a high magic affinity thats hard to say However, based on his strong name and his father Hivatj over there I would say its most likely." stated Rune "thanks for your help old man." says Hivatj in good spirits.
in this moment I had two questions. is magic real and does that mean I can be useful also if so can I change this world with my own two hands? However can I grow to love these people like I did my original parents? As these question came to my head I started to feel happy for the first time in years, I had hope for the future. let's have fun it this new world Vol Von'Stein ok.