Few hours have passed when Gylos woke up, the bright sun from his window was replaced by a full moon that compliments the glow from the buildings outside. The nurses and doctor were long gone since Gylos stabilized.
After stretching his arms from the pain his body went, Gylos stood up and stared at the sky from his window.
"Zen did not really reach it's end huh?"
"The so called 'hero' that was unidentified but come by the name 'Firo', the great archmage who wiped the void eating Zen from the 'Era of Chaos' roughly 20,000 years ago? Bring order to Zen again huh?"
Gylos whispered to himself.
"And for some damn sake I am revived as 17 year old boy named Astrid Smith!"
For Gylos whose last name was unknown having one now can be considered great but since several millennia ago back on the peak of Zen, having a last name was equivalent to power. Despite Gylos' father having one, in order to inherit, the last name contains pure power that requires a strong understanding of the name's nature just to say and Gylos never did have a glance from his father much more asking about their last name thus remaining unknown from him.
To add more injury, Gylos was so pissed that from the memories of Astrid, last names was a common thing to this new era they called 'Era of Upbringing'.
From the memories of Astrid, Gylos discovered that Zen was no longer the same world it has been. Before, magical beasts that runs rampant millennia ago was thrown away to different planes. Despite being far way stronger from what Gylos remembered, Magical beasts only shows up from dimensional cracks from time to time on the world of Zen now.
Astrid was enrolled on a prestige magic academy despite having a low or almost non existent background, he was admitted because of his talents and granted full scholarship for his magical studies.
In order to give the justice for his parents who passed away from some shady accident, Astrid decided to do his best on studies. Working every single day to increase his understanding of his prana core.
Alas, he died from underhanded tricks from a duel on his university. On his last breathe, Astrid's only wish was to give the justice his parents deserve.
'And there's where I butted in. I'm not in to reincarnation bullshit but whatever, that was an over dramatic story for me to take.'
'Yet I'll feel less of a man not to fullfil your final wish young man.'
'Lemme try to have a taste of life once again, after all, I sympathize with you growing up without parents.'
Gylos tried to review all the memories from Astrid as he recall each familiar, nostalgic and even new things about this era's Zen.
One thing new was the creation of a 'Prana Core', as the millenia moves after the void banish from Zen, humanity started to evolve to absorb what little prana was left on around Zen.
This prana then lead to have kins born with a 'prana core' made from condensed prana, akin to a heart's circulatory system that beats to pump prana ready for the mage's usage.
Gylos remember people drawing out prana from the abundant prana from open air filtered and stored inside their bodies without cores. But now being vice versa, mage's will use their own prana stored inside them.
What shocked Gylos was how do humans recuperate their core? Yet they really do restore their cores despite being slow, they did.
Immediately, Gylos started to cast a spark on his finger tip, something he was so used to do back on his days from the tower.
He curiously feel how does his core work to build up a spell.
Just a little thought, Gylos' index finger tip instantly sparked.
No cast!
Despite being zero-tier, a spell was still a spell that needs even a single syllable of incantation.
'Truth be told.'
'If not for my old man leaving me and my mum not leaving a trace.'
'I wouldn't be labelled as a failure son of the greatest archmage.'
Gylos thought.
Gylos never slacked on the field of magic. Despite being labelled a failure, if Gylos just showed, he will likely to reach what his old man done.
Every single book, every single theory and news Gylos received was constantly being researched by him, every techniques and spells. People only see him as a freak that can store abundance of prana inside him.
Because he choose not to show his real achievements.
'What's good on being great without a family to be proud for you.'
'Anyway, I need to focus on what's ahead of me. I'm no wimp from challenges!'
'First I need to make those bastards pay for what they've done to Astrid. Though it was one of the reason why I'm on this body.'
'Then I need to ace what does this academy has to give.'
'Then look for what justice Astrid was looking for.'
'Finally while on those things, I'll be looking forward to know who this 'Firo' was. I may have some leads to where my family went or are they even be alive. Am I the only one reincarnated?'
'If lucky, he might be my father.'
'After all, theres only a handful of great archmage back then.'
'But for now, time to have some fun on this new life.'
'Astrid, young man, from now on I will come by your name and live this life of yours no worries, I got this.'