[You must be wondering, what's going on? why will his dream be this long and was he always thinking about this? well yes because anything that triggers his emotions makes him remember.]
In his memories, Larne's mother was a pretty and gentle woman. His grandfather on his mother's side was an Archduke who incidentally was the former leader of the barbarians which explains Larne's tanned skin. He also had another uncle, his mother's brother, who was a warmonger . Larne had a strict father, a reckless elder brother and also had a brawny elder brother and with a loving mother.
After the incident in regards of his unknowingly insubordination against and pronouncement of his banishment, due to no one wanting to offend the king his father, he lost his shine even though his mother pleaded for him which made his father who was the king to lessen his punishments and cancel his banishment but he was grounded for six years.
Larne, who was no longer the center of attention in his family, had always blamed his lack of luster on his elder brothers. He felt that his elder brothers had taken away his precious shine and father's love as well as the affection given to him by his family, and considered them to be the main cause for his woes due to the fact that he knew they were envious of his talent which was true. He despised his brothers from the depths of his heart.
It only took him six years to go from a Beginner swordsman to an Expert swordsman at the age of thirteen which showed his amazing talent and outshining genius after he started to receive the Ruslan family's formal training, resulting in him gaining much praise from his usually strict and serious father for greatly exceeding his expectations. Happily walking into the garden, he saw his second elder brother sitting near the well, playing with one of the female servants. Feeling a sudden rush of hatred, Larne pushed his elder brother down into the well.
The female servant screamed in terror and within a moment, he was instantly surrounded by people. Feeling great rage and felt this was the straw that broke the camel's back, his father slapped him hard and knocked him out cold.
He woke up in a small bedroom and saw personal butler, Steve looking in his direction with a contemptful and helpless gaze. He informed Larne that he was grounded again until his father decided on his punishment. Before he left, he told Larne that his brother had been rescued and had suffered no physical injury but was in a state of shock and was down with a cold due to being submerged in cold water for too long.
Three days later, the verdict had been set even though his mother pleaded for him the last time, now she looked at him with hatred and disdain: he was to be exiled from the kingdom in the far north to Nornak City where he would further his studies. Without any summons from his family, he was forbidden to return to his home.
Both his eldest brother and his personal butler pleaded for his sake, but his father was resolute with his decision and that he would have none of it, reasoning that in the harsh and desolate environment of the north, the Ruslan family wouldn't have survived this long without unity and harmony among the family members[that sentence till now even in his dream, Larne still scoffs at it]. "The thing Larne did greatly shocked everyone; he had attempted to murder his blood-related, elder brother! Even if he was forgiven this time, it would only sow seeds of conflict and disharmony in the family. That is why I have decided to exile him," declared his father the king.
Still frightened beyond his wits after that heart-wrenching chase across space. So he waking up in a body of a fourteen-year-old youth, the confused and depressed scientist suffered from conflicting and intertwining memories and couldn't reconcile his two contrasting identities. Ten days later, he managed to calm down and conjectured that maybe, he had crossed into a alternate world when he entered that strange and unpredicted gash in space, much like the plotlines of the many webnovels he had read.
Although he had inherited the memories of the young noble, the world in which he had reincarnated still awed and mystified him to no end. Given the extent of his injuries, he was wrapped up in bandages and looked very much like a mummy. Unable to move and wracked with pain, coupled with the longing for his folks of his past life, it wasn't uncommon for tears to be streaming down from his eyes.
After more than ten days, the depressed scientist and ousted dictator finally accepted his predicament and steeled his resolve to continue to live on as Ruslan Larne or, Landon as he was called in the Academy. To better understand this new environment, he paid his plump, freckled caretaker more money and requested her to read to him books about the history of this world. The original owner of the body took no interest such topics and had little information about it in his memories.
The plump female caretaker brought him a book titled 'The Ten-thousand Year reviews of Elysium'. Larne was initially shocked at the title because for a civilization that could have ten thousand years of recorded history must be a rather advanced one. Though, after the caretaker started reading, Larne understood that most of it weren't proper historical records but rather a collection of myths and legends one after another. Only the final two to three thousand years sounded more accurate.
According to the legends, the Elven race ruled Elysium millenniums ago and humans were merely a small race that lived under the rule of the Elves. At that time, the Elven race had been in conflict with the dragon and goblin races for thousands of years and the humans, who were under their protection, also suffered as a result. Amidst the long years of war, a tribe of dwarves used their wisdom and intellect to create a never before seen type of magically-powered war machines and achieved victory for the elven race.
However, the machines greatly polluted and damaged the environment and a faction of nature-loving elves revolted, causing another conflict to erupt. The surprising thing was: the lofty, nature-loving elves who vowed to teach the other faction a lesson were decimated under the might of the dwarf-made magical war machines with only a few surviving. In the end, the dwarves rose to supremacy and became the masters of Elysium
Despite that, the dwarves who were by nature curious and intrigued by the mysteries of technological discoveries and inventions had no intention of ruling the continent. After half a century of years of chaos and anarchy, the goblins with the help of beastmen from the western part of the continent invaded and brought with them a bloody trail of death and destruction.
The dwarves' mighty war machines fell one after another to the suicidal, savage assaults of the blood-drinking beastmen with their thick, tough hides, bringing an end to the rule of the dwarves.
The beastmen who had betrayed goblins ascended to the apex of the Elysium continent erected a reign of fear and violence, eventually prompting all the other races to unite and revolt.
This was the start of yet another war that lasted hundreds of years. The humans strived to learn every type of craft from the many other races who were struggling against the beastmen. They studied the arcane arts of magic from the fairies and warfare from the elves, construction and forging from the dwarves as well as trading and engineering from the gremlins, and, with their large numbers, became an indispensable force in the war against the beastmen and goblins even though the former betrayed the latter earlier on. When their beastly oppressors had finally been chased back to the wilderness in the west, the humans took up the mantle of the strongest race of Elysium.
After that came the prosperous golden age of the magical civilization which lasted thousands of years until the mages initiated a large scale war with the other races and planes of existences with the celestial beings from higher planes later descending to interfere. The end of the magical age came suddenly as the magical energy on the continent started to dwindle.