when Heiwa re opened his eyes he saw a similar deep bronze log roof, as he slowly turned his body to see the room he saw a dimly lit room with 2 desks a bed approximately 3 metres long from head board to the foot of the bed, on the bed was a long sheet acting as a cover for the young boy and a pillow as soft as a feather. on the desk next to the bed was a blood red book with the words "Diary" on the front, on the second desk was a small hand mirror with a golden edge as the young boy slowly got up he walked over to the mirror, checking his reflection only to see himself, 12 years younger.
with both shock and amazement in his eyes he exclaimed 'Status Open' with this the status window opened, leaving him even more amazed, until he remembered his betrayal, with this he did a quick glance through his stats and found that his stats were the same as before he died.
to make sure that it was not glitched he raised his right arm and cast [ignite]. this was a skill that came from his magic mastery, it was only a weak spell that could light a candle at most, but it was good for Heiwa as it showed that he could still use the same skills as he had in his past life
*knock* *knock*
a sudden knock at his dore made Heiwa jump and assume a fighting stance.
"honey, your food will get cold at this rate."
a feminine voice echoed through the door and through Heiwa's mind.
"mom?" Heiwa mutters as a tear rolled down his face.