My thoughts were in a fog, had a dream been my life or was I still dreaming in life? Thoughts are slow and vague, I feel like I sleep a year between every sentence I can think of and it's been so long, but what would a mage be.

....

— Rei, Rei, what's going on Rei?

I could not hear, noises surrounded me, I agonized with great pain, images that I had long since forgotten sank into my mind ... Martinus was my name.

Feeling a relief, a desire to go back to sleep came along, however a reaction that came from my soul told me that it was not the time.

A rush of energy made the pain go away, the noises were still there, but I didn't care, I dragged myself to the statue made of black stone, from where the strange energy came.

After an unknown time, being able to open my eyes very calmly, in my relief, I had fallen asleep for a few seconds. The memories were strong and numerous, I could only remember them without feeling pain again thanks to the spurt of energy.

Finally, I was able to observe the people who accompanied the King, my descendant of hundreds of years, I feel sad to have possessed and killed him, but it is not the time for that.

Eight people accompanied the King in this last hope, the objective was to get the help of the ancestor, me, to save the Kingdom that was in great danger. These present were Dukes Henrique, Benítez and Rodriguez, next to them was the Great Commander of the Army, Ace and three of his men and finally was the Commander of the Royal Guard, Darcy, next to Era Vice Leader.

I motioned for Ace to come closer, he came calmly, I was able to observe in detail his armor that shone even in the few traces of light. He was kneeling on one knee and uttered.

— My king.

....

Nothing else mattered, enemy soldiers hovered on the horizon, the one I swore to protect had died with his glorious army and the sadness in our hearts was deep, but rebels and traitors lurked in the streets of our Kingdom and the whole East was threatened.

As a last hope, after burying his father's body, the young King left for the only place to which he hoped to find the answer after several years of research, the library of the Royal Palace.

Based on an ancient legend, the King found a chamber below the throne and found this small hall, there were only dark stones at the edge, I had never seen such an ore, and with the stones a single statue.

Made of the darkest material ever seen, the statue was meticulously detailed, the man wore a tuxedo, a top hat, gloves and shoes of superb elegance and in his right hand was a cane three feet long, but it looked more like a smaller stick.

According to the King, legend said that the man was the first of his Royal lineage, Martinus the former powerful founder of the Martins Kingdom. And the legend said "I can no longer continue with this mission, so I leave it to my children, grandchildren, great-grandchildren and all descendants of the Martins house to rescue our father, the only one capable of saving our Kingdom in the darkest moment"

The prince and I closed the chamber and summoned the most trusted people in the Kingdom, the Dukes of the north, south and west, minus the Duchess of the east who held the already precarious fort, but she knew about the chamber.

After a meeting, we researched any details about the ancestor, unfortunately the amount of information was minimal, just a few legends and speculations.

After gathering as much content as possible, we returned to the place and lit the torches, the King in turn prostrated before the statue and quoting his entire family tree begging for help.

After half an hour, no result made everyone depressed, the King went into a rage and went forward punching the statue with all his strength, but at the same time he fell to the ground.

After a short period of time, the King in turn opened his eyes, the veins spread on his face and his face went white, screams of agony that sounded like an animal. Nobody dared to do anything however.

The King was soon recovered, after walking towards the statue and sitting in a meditation posture, but it was at that moment that I saw eyes as deep as the densest darkness, he waved for me to approach.

I walked over to him and on my knee I fell down — My King.

...

— I want you to get everyone out of here, now.

I whispered my will in his ear, after seeing that he understood, I closed my eyes again, my body was fragile and my certainty was that if I stepped out of this chamber I would die.

A simple estimate told me that a week would be the minimum necessary to adjust my soul in this body or more than one, with the abrupt change of soul, mind and spirit the body suffered damage at a fundamental level, to overcome the barrier of the body expelling the old one being of this body, my own soul was also damaged.

If I were weaker, it would certainly take a year for the energy to adjust the essential connection with the body and repair the errors. But also if I were stronger then, I could recover today.

After taking my thoughts away, I noticed when Ace took all the presents, they gave me inquisitive looks, but left without making much noise, however I noticed that the vice captain of the royal guard was giving me hateful looks, it will be boring to deal with her.

Ace knelt again after everyone left, I couldn't organize my memories or even the memories of my descendant, but the most recent memories of this body were easy to examine, so I knew exactly what situation my Kingdom was in.

I looked at Ace and decided to be straightforward — I need you to know that your old King is dead, his soul has been expelled from this body and he has gone into the cycle of eternal reincarnation.

*And now ?*

An awkward silence fell over the place, like an experienced but young soldier, Ace could feel the slightest changes in the old King's behavior, attitude and customs, so he would know that I was telling the truth.

— Is what I should do now my new King ?!

His inquisitive look showed his position, he wanted proof that I would not harm the Kingdom and therefore that I was indeed the ancestor.

I pointed subtly at the statue behind me - Why would I have a statue if I were not me? Another point and that I know you found legends about me, deep down I feel uncomfortable for being considered a legend, makes it look like I'm dead

I naturally saw the conflict in Ace's mind, although it was quite unusual in my day, people like him were loyal to the last fiber of his hair.

— How will you help the Kingdom?

I sighed, I didn't have the strength to resist if Ace decided to kill me, even though my experience and knowledge manifested in a natural aura around my body, it was just an aura that a tiger exuded by nature even on his deathbed. .

I could still use the energy contained in the item that resided in the statue, but it would further damage my body, but Ace's death would be guaranteed and I could still heal in a few months.

— I do not know how the current era is, but from the memories of my descendant, being surprised, I learned that mages are seldom seen beings and the last King died in an onslaught by a certain mage?

— Correct, my King died three months ago, we put a full charge against the Kingdom of Lins, more than fifty thousand soldiers, five thousand archers and a cavalry composed of a thousand brigades, for that purpose, the King gathered retired and reserve soldiers, However, we only have the maximum number of military personnel that the Eastern State can provide and that of the other States we gather only the minimum.

The pride of such a feat was visible in Ace's eyes, well, in the end it was just ordinary men in normal armor, such an army wouldn't be worth a single wizard from the second circle.

— How did you lose?

I noticed Ace's momentary irritation before he gave me the answer he wanted, but the important thing is to understand how this man thought, even though he knew his loyalty was not good to risk in the uncertain.

— The Kingdom Lins found us ten kilometers from our border, bringing an army of quarantine thousand armed men, a cavalry of a thousand brigades and less than two thousand archers, our victory would be 6 in 10, however a black shadow led the enemy army: the Mage.

*We advanced bravely, in front of the fire that was manifested in the hands of man, with a slight movement the fire expanded and flew towards us, as fast as I could imagine the fire spread through the field and chaos began ...*

.....

— The enemy magician cast his first spell, a fireball that killed almost 100 of our men in a single stroke, although the king advanced bravely against the mage, for an instant I thought I saw his armor shine, but the mage was protected by a small squad and the King still killed them all, but he died in the process after wounding the mage, but I don't know why the mage didn't cast any spells on our King and concentrated his spells on our army.

*Jeez, did a man manage to hurt a mage? Even though the King is a first-level Fire user, it is likely to have entered the advanced stage of the fire yet still injure a magician and something to be acclaimed even by an Overlord, as expected from my descendant.*

*In reality, a magician from the first circle is not really a big deal, the commoners would have too many weaknesses, only the nobles are worth something, the wanderers are not worth mentioning.*

— Obviously you know that I was once also a mage, one of the most powerful who set foot in these lands.

He looked at me with suspicious eyes, but he had already visibly relaxed, I won't have to use my last resort I think.

— Yes, the legends mention that his excellence was not just a mage, but an Overlord, bringing glory and riches to our Kingdom raised personally by his majesty. However, the term Overlord is unknown, we searched all the books and nothing was found, the prince believed that an Overlord was a mage of the fourth circle.

* There is? Wait, it looks like there really is such a memory, but it's too blurry.*

— No, you are not familiar with the rank of the mages? It doesn't matter, an Overlord is a magician of the fifth circle and the same is divided into false and true, the real ones are the pseudo sixth circle, like me, the false ones are the ones below that.

— It seems that you are really the ancestor, I cannot confirm what you are saying, but there is really no doubt about it considering the circumstances, nor being wanted.

He lowered his head, probably in deep thought, his expression was static, he was in serious moral conflict, but an experienced soldier had to make difficult decisions sooner or later.

— Could you tell me the level of the wizard who killed the King? Did it have any weaknesses, something that we mere mortals could use? I don't imagine that even an army made up of millions can defeat an Overlord, whether true or false, but it shouldn't be an Overlord right?

At that very moment I realized this man's thoughts detail by detail, in essence he had already given up and did not expect to find hope in the legends, but now he was having a wisp of hope and was ready to sacrifice his loyalty to the ancient King for that hope and for revenge.

— Yes, in the society of the magicians there are seven circles of magic, which killed the King and decimated many of his army was one of the first circle. Those in the first and second circles have a social division, Noble, wandering and common, the common ones that were what you faced have three weaknesses; limitation in the amount of first circle spells, low mana control and a physique to be compared is only in the advanced state of Fire or less.

He looked at me with a revealing look, probably understood why his King managed to hurt the wizard and the wizard did not retaliate, even though he was stronger.

— And what would be the division of power between each circle?

— Mages are divided into circles, each circle in turn and separated into sub levels that are advanced, elite and pseudo-, and as I said earlier, they are also divided into Nobles, common and wandering, but such a difference ends up in the third circle that is when the wandering and common magician can no longer advance to the third without ending the weaknesses of origin, but the difference in power does not end what ends is only the difference in origin and social.

— But what is the difference in power between Mage from the first circle and one from the second and third?

I shook my head in disapproval — You don't need to know in detail, but a wizard from the first circle can kill several Fire warriors and one from the third can destroy a village with a single spell and the tallest ones can even destroy cities. I could destroy an entire state.

— Incredible ... wait, does it mean that your majesty could destroy the capital of the Kingdom with a single attack ?!

Ace's face went white, in reality following the mentality of a Fire warrior, the only way to attack with maximum strength would be with a super punch and despite knowing that he saw a wizard's spells in person, I don't think he managed to avoid thinking that I would sink a state with one punch, at most I would sink a village.

— No, the Royal capital is a Supreme Relic of the fifth circle, it means that an Overlord would have to spend a few dozen spells to break the barrier, our initial estimate would be three dozen fifth circle spells to break the wall and six dozen to destroy the castle, gather all the magic power in the walls, the estimate would be ten tens.

— And then...