Once upon a time, in a far away land ...

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NO! This story does NOT start that way! It should start like this:

In a dark ally way ...

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You fools are BOTH wrong. It should start like:

In a world full of ...

NO! STOP! This is MY story!

Hi.

Sorry about that. I done even know that happened.

My name is Max. I have just graduated high school so I am really happy and about to get really lucky, if you know what I mean.

On this eventful day, I was walking back to my apartment like I was the king of the world. I didn't give 2 ducks about what has happening in the world. I felt invincible.

My life was set, I was going to a good college in California, I just got a new girlfriend who was actually a nice person. My life was amazing.

Than I got struck my lightning.

Duck my luck.

I was doing so well than it was all over, literally in a flash.

I felt a zap and than nothing. I knew I had died because there was pain like I had just gotten punched by the Hulk.

...

I didn't know what death felt like but I assumed that it was what I was feeling now. All I saw was nothing. There are no color to nothing. It is the absence of all named colors.

Than I seemed to blink.

I could see color but it was all blurry. There seemed to be red and yellow and brown and gray all mixed into blobs that I couldn't made out.

There seemed to be shrieks if happiness coming from many different voices. Many seemed womanly but there was a male mixed in the group too.

I felt warm hands on my back and head.

I wondered if this is what happened if you die.

I must have gotten reincarnated like in a while bunch of the story's I used to read.

I thought 'system' like most of these people in the books do. But sadly there was no response.

I could feel myself being handed into some warm but rough hands. I assumed these were my fathers so I tried to say hi but my vocal cords were not as developed as much as they were.

It just came out as the little splurge of the moisture in my mouth.

I heard them talking but for me they were inaudible. I could not under stand the words coming out of their mouths.

Than all the sudden I felt extremely tired so I fell asleep.

...

When I woke up, I was very hungry. And since baby's whine when they want food, I did exactly than.

After a few minutes, I felt warm liquid pour into my mouth from what seemed like a bottle. So I started sucking the bottle like object.

It tasted like warm milk. Like that stuff you drink right before bed. I drank from what seemed like the bottle and than fell back asleep.

This happened for about 8 months by my count. I might be off because I slept a lot and I didn't have a very good sense of time. But anyway, I had finally gained acceptable sight and hearing.

I kept trying to memorize the different face of the people that took care of me. I learned I had a father and mother who seemed rich.

Also I understood their words. I think it was luck if the draw that they spoke English. I learned that the man who was my father was named Robbert and my mother's name was Emma. There was also a servant girl who took care of me most of the time. She was quite young. 15 or 16 at most. Her name was Ava.

I also had 2 older brothers and a older sister.

The oldest was named Keven. He was 15. The second oldest was named Alexander. Alex for short. He was 12. And my sisters name was Sophia. She was 10 years old.

I was the youngest in the family so I felt like I had to be really useful.

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As my first birthday came around, I had a mini cake made just for me. All of the people of the castle that had cared or looked after me within the past year came to this "party".

Later that year, after my first birthday, I said my first words even though I had been working my vocal cord this entire time. I was actually able to say most words that I knew my previous life.

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On my second birthday, I was able to walk around for a good 30 minutes before my legs became tired and I had to sit and crawl. I was now able to say most of the basic vocabulary with out freaking out my parents. I also figured it would only increase my repatriation is I was than able to count to 10.

They instantly called me a genius. I had become the pride of my family.

My parents were amazed with my work. I was instantly given a teacher when I became 3 years old.

I didn't learn much from the teachers. He did learn that this world was ruled be different monarchs. Some were good, others were bad. I lived in the kingdom of Allure.

In this world, there were monster that people hunted. There were rumors of supernatural beings but they seemed to not be very common. There were mostly things like giant Wolfs and goblins and demons and thing of that verity.

I was the 3rd son in our family and the youngest out of all my siblings. Our land had forests and was prime for farming. Because of this, our kingdom was the most successful of all.

I was happy and content with all of this until the worst of things had happened on the eve of my 5th birthday.