On a clear and warm day, a small house nestled in the heart of a vast forest. Its 600 square feet, though modest, provided a cozy haven amidst the towering trees. The house boasted white walls, large windows, and a well-maintained roof.
The surrounding garden was a vibrant tapestry of flowers and vegetables. The sky was a pristine blue, the air crisp and pure, and servants bustled about, attending to the needs of the guests.
Approximately twenty occupants, excluding the servants, filled the house. A palpable tension hung in the air, stemming from muffled cries emanating from a particular room.
"Push, madam, push!" urged the midwife.
The room in question was lavishly decorated with paintings of men and animals, a grand chandelier, and a large bed positioned to the south, offering a glimpse into the opulent lifestyle of its owners. The atmosphere was charged with anticipation. A man in his thirties, with dark hair, a muscular build, and an athletic demeanor, paced anxiously beside the bed. He alternated between gazing at the woman, holding her hand, and stepping out to collect himself.
Two midwives attended to the expectant mother, a woman in her twenties with fair hair, delicate features, and a graceful figure. Candles illuminated their faces, etched with apprehension as they awaited the child's arrival.
"Push, madam, push!" repeated a midwife.
"Hyaaa!" A cry echoed through the room, followed by the unmistakable sound of a newborn – a baby boy, Alexander Davis.
The young father, John Davis, beamed with joy. After the cord was severed and the baby cleaned, little Alexander was placed gently into his mother's arms.
"My dear child, you are so beautiful," whispered Ophelia.
Alexander, nestled in her arms, wore a puzzled expression. His mind was elsewhere, grappling with fragmented memories of his previous existence. He had been conscious since the sixth month, though mostly in a state of slumber, until his birth.
"What's going on? Where am I? What is this strange language?" Alexander thought to himself.
The unfamiliar surroundings and the cacophony of noises overwhelmed him. After a few moments, he composed himself, took a deep breath, and analyzed the situation. "Okay, I understand now. I was in this woman's womb, which explains the constant drowsiness. I must have been a fetus for the past few months. I only remember being in my office, working on my invention... Then there was an explosion... What a pity. If I had succeeded in creating that generator, I could have changed the world."
"My family should be alright. I had a substantial life insurance policy, and the children are grown ups now."
"As for these people, I'll have to adapt to this new life. I must have reincarnated. But this language... It's completely foreign."
Indeed, Alexander has yet to comprehend Arkan, the language spoken by these people.
Alexander's father, John, approached him. "Ah, my son, my dear son, we finally meet!" Suddenly, another figure entered, clad in a white dress with golden patterns. This person, of average height and with blond hair, smiled broadly. "I will now attend to your wife, Mr. Davis." She raised her hands and uttered the incantation, "Retabilis."
A radiant light emanated from her hands and enveloped Ophelia. Instantly, the young mother's pallor vanished, and the wounds and fatigue of childbirth disappeared.
Alexander, still cradled in Ophelia's arms, felt a surge of energy. "What is this light? This energy... It can't be man-made. Humans don't have this kind of technology that heals with light rays plus the furniture and decor suggest this world is far behind my own. Unless... Am I in a cult? Are these special effects? As for the vital energy, could it be some kind of cream?"
Overwhelmed by sleepiness, Alexander drifted off in Ophelia's arms.
"Now that my work is done, I will take my leave. I wish you much happiness," said the young magician.
The midwives also departed.
"It's time to celebrate my son's birth!" John exclaimed. "I'll announce the good news to the family!" And so began a procession of relatives, with Alexander petite body passing from the arms of one uncle to another, from one aunt to another until night time where a grand celebration followed.
Meanwhile, Alexander slept soundly in Ophelia's arms.
Several days later, Alexander reached a startling conclusion: this was another world, a whole new world where magic existed.
Chimney fires were ignited with strange gestures followed by the word "Infernos," jugs were filled with water by uttering the word "Aqua," and people soared through the sky traveling far away – the age-old dream of humankind.
"Even the greatest illusionist couldn't make multiple people fly in broad daylight. I'm in a new world, a magical world!" Alexander declared. "I must learn magic. This world, as beautiful and mysterious as it is, is also dangerous and full of threats."
Magic meant navigating a world where the laws of physics and science could be altered, where he could be trapped in a crystal ball, tortured eternally, or enslaved by a powerful mage. "I must become stronger."
"First, I need to understand this language, this strange language with its peculiar words. This alphabet looks incredibly complex."
Despite his infancy, Alexander's status was enviable. As the son of successful merchants, he lacked nothing. His sole purpose was to learn and adapt to this new world with the concrete goal of avoiding a fate of slavery or eternal imprisonment.
Three years later, Alexander, after countless hours of meditation and sleepless nights, had managed to sense the elements of this magical world.
Everyone born in this world could sense mana, enabling them to use magic.
There were various types of magicians—fighters, casters, biological, mechanical—and numerous elements—light, darkness, air, fire, water, earth. Alexander had unlocked the rare combination of darkness and air elements.
He decided to conceal his dark element for safety's sake.
As Alexander unlocked his elements, a voice resonated in his mind.
"Beep... Beep... Sufficient energy level detected. Initiating protocol... Launch in progress: 1%... 10%... 50%... 80%... 100%... Operating system online. Hello, Host. I am PXP333, and I will be your interface with the Beta 2 system."
"What's happening? Am I hallucinating?"
"System: No, Host, you are not hallucinating. I am the PXP333 system, a biological combat and enhancement system."
"Combat and enhancement? What do you want?"
"System: I sought a host with high potential, a soul capable of supporting my processing power. Upon finding you, I bonded with you."
"Alexander: What if I don't want to bond with you?"
"System: The Beta 2 system facilitates the rapid and significant enhancement of physical and spiritual abilities of it's host, It is based on ancient knowledge, unknown to humans and mages, allowing for the transfer of mental and physical energy, as well as knowledge. Simply put, the Beta 2 system is the most efficient path to power."
"Alexander: System, I don't know you, and you are frightening me. Can I terminate our connection?"
"System: Host, you were chosen for your unparalleled affinity with the system. Do you truly wish to sever this bond?"
"Alexander: Yes, absolutely. I'm sorry."
"System: Host, the system has bonded with you on a molecular level. Severing the connection would result in your death."
"Alexander: What? Death? You appear out of nowhere, bond with me, and now I'm trapped? Who are you?"
"System: I apologize, Host, but I cannot answer your questions. Your administrator level is too low."
I'm too weak at the moment and the system must be powerful beyond my imagination, so I will not talk, a boat doesn't set sail in a stormy weather , Alexander thought. Plus, I'm only a three-year-old in this world and I don't want to attract any bad attention. He continued, I will see what I can do about this system in the future moreover Since I have integrated with the system, I feel that I am much stronger.
"Alexander: System, what can you offer me?"
"System: As previously stated, the Beta 2 system can transfer various forms of biological and mental energy, as well as knowledge directly into the host body."
"Alexander: Types of knowledge? How do I access this?"
"System: Access to the store is restricted due to your low administrator level."
"Alexander: Okay, how do I increase my administrator level?"
"System: By slaying monsters, gathering resources or acquiring knowledge.