My eyes closed; it was dark again. Yet, I wasn't feeling scared like before. But now it was comforting. I still won't trust the people who call me their son, and I always won't rely on this Emotion system what so ever. Hey, don't judge me. I knew I was that cynical person again. But who can seriously change in one day? If you can change, then give me a call. You must be a god.
I was thinking about this.
It sounded more like a plot of some shitty web novel. (and it is, so don't complaint)
or maybe it was a dream, and I'm still with my girlfriend at her apartment.
But again, I felt the pain, and let me tell you that shit was all real. Dying felt horrible, but it was still better than in my previous life.
I gasped the air, opened my eyes this time, then started to trace over the wounds, and they had gone. It again assured me that there is magic in this universe. But what I didn't notice how much I was uncomfortable all around. It felt like something was wrapping me all over, and it made me hard to move.
Then I suddenly noticed the reason why.
My body was of a child; it small. And had gorgeously but not pasty skin, and hands were so short, it was sort of cute.
My legs were short too, and this kind of feel like I am a little imp. Everything in the room was so big, or I was just too small.
I began to search the room; it nothing special more a place from a fairy tale but room not of a princess rather than her shabby servant. It had a bed, a little drawer of the sort to store my clothes.
I changed my clothes, but they were all quite shabby. If was to become a magician, the first thing I would do is make fortunes out of selling clothes. Then again, if I were to.
There was also a mirror in the corner of the room. Fingers crossed, it was the real moment of my life. How will my looks be, maybe filthy, average, or good looking? Call me superficial, or what let me be true to myself. And yes, I care about how the other person looks. oh, so, shame, and shame thousand deaths to me.
I should just kill myself by biting my tongue off, it won't kill me as it does on those individual wuxia novels, but I'll be barking for the rest of my life.
This did remove my anxiety for a little. Then I stood in front of the large piece of glass that maybe these people call a mirror. And I was just mesmerized, surprised by the figure that stood in front of me.
IT WAS AN ANGEL WITH DEVILISH LOOKS.
It made me realize that this life will also be blessed with girls and their embrace and affection. My face was a lot similar to my previous life. A look with white hair and crimson red eyes. But something was a lot different, like how my jawline was more pronounced and my nose was a lot stood up and straight. With hair that was flowing like a river of silver and eyes as deep like pigeon blood ruby or the deepest lake from hell was shinning in the mirror of heaven.
This face was ten. No hundred, not even thousand and million times handsome, prettier than my
previous life. But it was still not sexy, duh I was just a five year, and you all expect this body to be sexy; go to a psychiatrist first; you all need some serious help, pedophiles.
then again,
this skin was just too perfect to be of human; maybe I was a vampire, demon, or perhaps an angel.
[NEGATIVE, HOST IS A HUMAN]
Well, that was embarrassing; I blushed and then quickly looked at the mirror before moving out of the room. I whispered, "see you again, handsome."
I quickly closed the door. I still couldn't get over the fact that I am word beauty, handsomeness personified. I know I am a narcissist, but I like that stuff about myself; in the past where everyone was either harassing me or bullying me, you have to learn how to cheer yourself up by telling or saying some nice stuff about yourself. Then I became an adult, and you all know that old habits die hard and it turned out I was a full-fledged narcissist.
There were stairs outside of my room; they led down where there was an empty area and the other side.
I heard some voices, they were familiar, and my feet moved on there own accord toward that direction. Maybe it was the muscle memory of the previous owner. Something hit my nose, a fragrance as sweet, as honey and rich as everything. I unknowingly moved toward the sweet delight.
It was the lady, no. It's mother, my mom. I should get used to this world quickly if I want to survive happily, and then she looked at me. My body flinched with suddenness. Her gaze was filled with worry, and then she smiled. She looked pretty, no godly maybe an angel even with her ragged clothes she put on, she looked beautiful as ivy and lovely sunny forest.
Suddenly my head began to hurt, vision in front of changed into a room that was old, dusty, and there was mom, sitting in a chair with a boy in her embrace, that seemed to be me. No one can be this handsome except me.
"what does pear, dear like to eat." the boy chuckled; it was obvious mom was making fun of my name. Still, the child didn't understand the intended pun. Instead he smiled, he smiled brightly it looked like there were beams of sun rays and hope to bounce around, even though both child and mother wore shabby clothes, but their smiles were like the most beautiful jewel in the world.
With a sudden swing door behind us opened, a man came out now. looking closely. He was the younger version of his father. With red hair and eyes as a forest wood. It wasn't hard to figure out who he was.
"Elena, dear, it's time to depart." she nodded, "James Luthemeres, I humbly show my gratitude for everything you've done for us." Suddenly my brother and sister made their entrance, and they ruined the moment; mom and dad were about to kiss.
This flashback sort of thing made me realize something. First, the mother's name was Elena, while dad was James. Second, they were talking formally. Maybe it's a medieval sort of thing, and third, the last my name was still the same as the one in my previous life.
it ended, the flashback ended. There was some sort of warm liquid, and when the wind blew, warmth ended with a small cold kiss; they were tears, but why? Maybe they were a reaction of original body own towards its family member and flashback . or my jealousy toward's original owner peaceful and lovely life.
Thank god, he died satisfied; if he didn't, I would've had tons of guilt. But now it reduces significantly. Even though I tried to ignore the fact that I was shamelessly hoarding the owner's body. To give respect, I vow to love and cherish this family.
I will try to change my cynical self as much I could.
Suddenly mom yanked me and then embraced me. She kissed me on the forehead and then again hugged me. It felt warm, suddenly all the emotion of the past, present, or maybe that will be in the future entwine together.
And then I cried, I cried like there was no tomorrow.
I hugged her too. "Baby pear; food will get cold. let's eat in quickly". she didn't ask anything like why was I crying my wits out. or maybe she thought I was still scared about all the blood from yesterday.
They all began to eat. I took my seat with a sudden, second older brother (name Shaliv) started to growl at me "what a cry baby, you girly, girl " what was he saying? He's such a jerk.
He looked somewhat like father, with red hairs and light brownish - golden eyes, he had sharp eyes and pronounced jawline. He growled again.
I ignored it and started to eat, while my younger sister (Bell), who was four, was spilling her food on the ground. She was cute with round brown eyes and curly light brown hairs.
While my eldest brother (Ramsel) was calm and collected. He was the most mature out of the bunch, including mom and dad. He had that kind of aura, a sexy one. He had dark raven hair and was so dark that they had a blue shine on them. His eyes were golden and were sparkling some jewel.
But the way he was biting his lips yesterday kind of made me feel that he is reliable and kind from inside and cold from the outside type of older brother that I can rely on any time.
I ate the whole thing it was delicious; after having breakfast, I went to my room and rested for a bit...
So, my new family, new experience. It was excellent except for one family member.
My new family wasn't wealthy, but it wasn't lacking either.
Suddenly I remember the magic and asked that system about it.
A reply came, popping suddenly into my vision and ears.
[EMOTION SYSTEM CONFIRMS THAT IT'S HEALING SPELL THAT IS A PART OF LIGHT MAGIC ATTRIBUTE ].
I was excited.
"can I also do that," I asked the emotion system.
[INITIATING THE STATUS OF HOST]
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[SPECIES HUMAN]
[LEVEL 1]
[VITALITY 100]
[MANA 7]
[RV (recovery rate of vitality per second) 0.35%]
[RM(recovery rate of many per second) 0.000001]
[TALENT FOR MAGIC F ]
the what, there goes my dreams and hopes an 'f' in magical talent became an 'f' for me being fucked. Well, I guess God was too benevolent.
I shouldn't believe in anything and let my guard down anymore easily.
Oh, my god, I'm super disappointed.