6 years into his life, Yohan had grown into a vibrant, happy, and carefree child under the healthy parenting of Noah and Ariel.
As his father was a trader, they would sometimes have precious merchandise at home. And once, Yohan scribbled on important paperwork, thinking it was scrap paper.
That one day, he helped his parents with the chores, an unimaginable feat to the spoiled child, and ever since that day, he's made sure to ask his parents about any item he wished to use.
A little while before his sixth birthday, he noticed something strange. He started getting strange visions about a place different than his home, containing metal machinery that they called 'cars' and many other strange tools and objects.
Over time, however, as if they were a dye staining water, those visions and memories felt like his own and since memories make up who people are, his personality changed accordingly.
The Yohan from a war-torn nation of modern Earth living and dying a senseless death and the Yohan from the Muzdahir Kingdom, a happy and carefree child all merged into one.
'I'm really in a different world....' Yohan murmured to himself.
This didn't feel real yet, and the dissonance between his current sense of self and past one made it hard for him to figure out who he was and who he needed to be.
This was a very militaristic world, yet he couldn't bear the sight of weapons or blood due to how much of those he had seen in the past.
On the other hand, he was a carefree child with no care in the world for anything but after all, he has withstood, he truly cannot evade having a sense of responsibility, and that was noticed by his unknowing parents, who've perceived how stiff he became, losing that childlike innocence and 'goofiness' he and most children were known for.
"Yohan, would you come here?" He heard the voice of his mother Ariel calling out to him from her room and walked slowly in her direction.
He really liked his mother, as she was caring, kind, responsible and did the most she could to allow him to lead the happiest life. Her Spirit was that of 'The Caregiver', a rare Spirit that endowed upon its host enormous empathy and compassion, fitting for the role of a parent. Hence, his mother worked as a nanny for the children of the highest-ranked nobles in the city.
His father's Spirit was that of 'The Merchant' and although it's not exactly the rarest, when paired with his business-savvy skill, it was what allowed him to step into the lower echelons of the city's bourgeoisie.
Yohan noticed quite early this wasn't exactly the technological landscape of his past life or even a medieval one, but in fact, a supernatural setting.
Over the first 6 years of an individual's life, Spirits, which are beings that roam the mortal realm, inhabit the human with which they have the most compatibility and form a symbiotic relationship with the human, granting each other strength and energy for growth.
Everyone had a Spirit.
Nevertheless, the large majority of people only manifest low-ranked Spirits such as 'The Farmer' or 'The Peasant'.
Seldom, at the testing ceremony every child receives when they reach the age of 6, a lucky person manifests a Spirit with fighting capabilities and is sent to a special training institution to make the best of it and eventually be conferred noble status, becoming part of the aristocracy for countless generations.
Yohan found it all a bit strange and hard to get used to this new world but kind of looked forward to his own manifestation ceremony which will be held in a few months only.
Reaching his parent's chambers, he entered the moderately-sized but well-decorated room and looked to his mother, who was on the bed and waving at him.
When he was just by her, she took him in her arms and told him while hugging him "Yohan, if you have something on your mind. You should tell us...."
'It looks like they noticed...' He was conflicted on whether to tell his mother about his identity or not.
On one part, his child self, who trusted his parents wholeheartedly and wanted to share everything with them, wished to inform her of everything.
On the other side, however, he decided against it and didn't want to attract any trouble or be sent to a psychiatric organization of a magical world, which does sound like a pretty scary place...
He ultimately decided against it and just responded weakly "There is nothing wrong, Mother. I'm just a bit nervous about my awakening ceremony."
She looked at him in the eye and nodded, keeping him in her arms.
Yohan treasured this feeling in his heart, as he didn't have the same familial affection back then, though he wouldn't blame his parents, who were raised on war and hatred.
It felt safe here.