Chapter 1: Chapter 1 – Rebirth
Chapter One – Rebirth
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"They all look beautiful, don't they?" a soothing voice, full of tenderness and care, with a bit of uncertainty, woke him up. The voice was of a youthful girl, serene, it was soft, but it lacks the sense of 'truth' to it. It sounds more than simple sugarcoating, sweet, convincing words that yet, were not made of lies. It feels genuine to him, but maybe that's because he had no idea what was happening.
Who was the voice lying to? He didn't have any clue. Was it him?
'...Don't think so. But, why "beautiful"?' he was confused about the voice's intentions, was it lying to make him feel closer to it? or does it just want to give an honest opinion? And who were the "others"?
Confusion, the emotion that always makes him uncomfortable, but for now, very welcomed. It was a question as to why he felt like "he" was being added on the fray of "beautiful", on what he remembered before this, no one has ever told him those words, no one had given him praise for his hard work.
At most it was 'average', just average.
He was just an average person, lower than his peers brimming with achievements under their names, and here he was, a simple man who died out of spite from the strongest of his peers.
'Ah, yes, I died, didn't I? But why am I alive?' it was bothersome, to have so many questions on his head without even knowing an answer at single one of it, but he knows that once a question was answered, dozens of more will appear from it. A questionable number and logic, but based on experience, he believes that it was true.
He wants to open his eyes but for some reason, it's starting to hurt whenever he tries to open it. His mouth also feels like... someone had put a gag on him, he can move his tongue obviously but there was something not allowing him to speak. He felt vulnerable for the first time after all those years of being surrounded by his retainers that would do anything to protect him, not even when he died did he feel any discomfort or fear from fatality.
Again, what was happening to him was very questionable and something unusual happened to him for the... second time?
'Oh, not that I didn't notice it beforehand, but... did I just lose weight? I feel somewhat light...' he thought as he found something on his body, it was definitely an interesting feeling to have.
Before, he was just a skinny "skeleton" that is fascinated in dabbling the forbidden corners of magic, he even forgot that he has flesh before.
But now, the feeling of blood pumping out from his marrow and bones through the veins, the little intricacies of a body having flesh, is something that became "magical" to him.
'Surely it's not like I've been turned to a [Goblin] or worse, a [Crion]? Isn't it?' he thought as he already knew that he won't turn back from being a human, such a word is just a fancy name to him.
Did he turn to something else than [Human]? he didn't know.
Would he care about it? he won't.
As far as he knows, once a soul becomes contaminated by the opposite of "life" or [Etheria], it won't possibly be able to return back from its former being whatever or however they tried.
By having most of his living years as someone knowledgeable to souls and its workings, he had encountered the very intricate and complex concepts regarding the incorporeal part of the body, the pillar of one's being. It was the topic that he dabbled for all his years of study and something that he had used to have his loyal retainers, only loyal to him.
'Then there's... her, how awful it was to be betrayed by someone who I had the most sentiment on as a former human being...' he mused in defeat as he remembered the once loyal servant of his, such a pity that she was not his servant anymore.
'I should stop those kinds of thoughts, and for now, I'll have it easy. This place feels cozy, not that someone would kill me if I lazed around for a bit.' he thought but he had no idea if he would even be back on what he was before after this, well it's not his problem anymore.
"Are you sure, that you'll hide them in the media, Ai?" another voice, full of edge and concern, called out 'Ai'. It broke down his musings of the past, hearing an unfamiliar word, it made his once childish self curious as of what those words meant, and now aware that he and the mysterious voice were only in the room.
"Yes, after all... I am now a mother... and their favourite 'liar', prez." said the serene voice that he now knows as Ai in an odd tone, to answer whom she called as 'Prez', a few other things that he became curious to know more about.
'Who was he? A guard to the girl? And why was I here?' he wanted to specifically ask it, and tried to stir and move, but weakness and fatigue suddenly hit him like a giant's massive fists crushing him on the ground.
The stroke of powerlessness had given him nostalgia in the past, other than his... death, there was one time that he felt powerless in front of a gargantuan enemy, who was soon-to-be friend of his in his weirdest and first journey.
'Heh, I wonder if that large goof is okay? It's been a long time since we've met each other.' he thought as he remembered that it was approximately... already decades when they had drinks, quite a messy night to remember.
"So, what are their names? Your kids..." the man who was called 'Prez' asked... Ai?
"Ah, it's Aquamarine, then Ruby, and lastly... Sapphire!" he felt a finger softly poking his face as the voice said his 'name', of course it wasn't his 'face' that he knows he had, but the sensation was still there...
'Wait...what? Uh... WHAT? ...???' dumbfounded at the sudden revelation, or perhaps after finally realizing what was happening to him, the few questions finally received their answers that made him almost chuckle in disbelief.
He... He got on those stories with the first chapter telling about the concept of 'reincarnation'. Was it a fluke? Was it a curse? If it was then sure as hell he'll accept this life as his from now on.
'And did I just... have a first-hand experience at the same thing that happened to Klaus, or at least at what he was saying?' he remembered someone who kept pestering him ever since they met, the oddball guy who was fascinated at someone like him because he was the description and incarnation of perfection from being an Extra to Main Protagonist(?), quoting the said guy, that's what the oddball said to him.
He opened his eyes, achieving success for the last time after he woke up and became part of the conversation, and met the almost blinding light, it made him yelp in surprise but nothing to be concerned about.
The moment that his eyes adjusted to the light, he saw the owner of the voice, a large woman look down at him, beaming a smile full of warmth as she looked at him affectionately, but his attention was drawn to her peculiar eyes, there was a star there...
It was mesmerising to say the least, but he was a grown man before he became like this. The emotional connection to his new mother and having himself experience infanthood once more, might have impeded his usually cold personality and weakened his personal space, but he knows that his mother was beautiful no doubt.
'What an odd eyes, eyen Budhakkan only has that weird cross on his eye.' he thought as he looked at her smiling face.
She looked tired, from his and the "other's" delivery he guessed, but when she had cradled him and his siblings in her arms, he felt more than 'attached' to his new mother. A new, no, nostalgic feeling resurfaced from his ashen heart.
Love.
It was a feeling that became 'detached' to him as he left the sentiments of being a 'human', the very emotion had left him the moment he walked and became what he was known as the "Soul King", but now...
'Hmm... interesting, and I thought that I was heartless as before.' the now named, Sapphire, had understood what had changed to him the most, or at least, he had a clue.
For the better or worse, should he be concerned?
'Nope, I don't need to be, at most the gi- my... mother... would be killed by a green slime with her... fragility. Still, three kids in one go, huh? She looks young... though.' Sapphire thought as he looked at the other babies, both already have some strands of hair on their shiny heads, it was weird but one of the two was awake like him and was in daze, the other was sleeping soundly.
And, he now respected his mother for being able to bear the strain of delivery of more than twins, something like that was unheard on the continent, or perhaps the gossip was never that accurate in their times.
Having his share of admiration for his mother's beauty, he looked around and saw another 'giant', it was a man with odd shaped spectacles(glasses), odd stylish wardrobes, and looks exasperated as he(the man) looked at him(Sapphire) and his mother, as if already expecting the problems that both of them would create.
"I'll protect you, my lovely babies. Even if your mother... can't say that... word, yet." his new mother, Ai, said softly, her hands combing his head with a weak smle, and of the other two...
'Then I'll promise you, I'll do everything to have you say that word and make you smile.' he thought as he let out his very first 'cry', trying to say those worly was hard as he still has undeveloped voccordsrds. At the same time, drowsiness hit him, it was something that he had missed for so long after not doing it for years because of his 'drive', and so he took the opportunity and slept sounding at his mother's arms, forgetting his siblings and the other guy.
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Montad passeand d, he and his mother along with his siblings and the oddly dressed man left the logically orthodox church, or a 'hospital', and drove with a metallic magical carriage, or a 'car', to a white marbled palace, or a 'condominium', where he and his mother will live for a long time.
And why was he emphasizing those words and, at the same time giving his observations or speculation at what tholy meant?
Simple, he learned that he's nin on his 'world' anymore, and the thought almost killed him in shock once he learned of this.
It's just that, he can't use magic anymore, and that means that he will have nothing to use to protect himself anymore, it was his protection, his power, his magnum opus, that's why he felt at loss(an understatement) when he learned about this bitter truth.
'Haiz, might as well learn how to use my body to fight, I'm starting to regret not taking those sessions with that musclehead...' he thought depressingly as he firmly held his small snake-like transport, a 'train' and it was made of a petrified slime solution, or 'plastic', on his small hands, while sitting down with his baby butt sitting flatly on the soft carpet and playing with himself.
He had no idea how it should help him to learn more about this world, but maybe his curiosity would pay him off with good things after this short moment of entertainment.
But... right now, he needs to stay like this for a while, not until he can learn an acceptable amount of knowledge about this world, starting from these... toys!
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MCG_Necromancer The rework of the prologue in the previous book I tried to use grammar checking apps so I hope that my work would have less mistakes on it's first "re-serialization", anyway I felt like this is more natural and aligned on my promise to make him the "voice of reason" to Ai, and also he came from a magical world right? Why not let him taste the daily hardships of a magic less world?
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