Drip Drop Drip Drop
On a dark rainy night, a man plays games on his pc.
The only light source comes from a room.
The four things that are present are
The monitor, the keyboard, the mouse,
and the headphones.
The sounds of the keys won't stop clicking.
The lights on the screen won't stop flicking
The scenery on the screen frequently changes
as the pace of the game picks up
The headphones the man wears got flooded
with pleas to win.
The clicking sound won't stop as the match
reaches the end.
The room's sound goes silent.
The man's eyes follow the images
that fill the screen.
The image on the screen is something
the man didn't want to see.
A four-letter word that no one wanted to see.
The pulse of the man races as the number
of items, present reduces to three.
One by one the 4 items on the desk
got tossed around.
Items started flying from east to west.
"Stupid game. Stupid teammates if they were still alive to help me we could've one they put their blame on me" the man says to himself.
The man gets off his chair with the many books and anime figures displayed in the case surrounding his gaming setup.
The man takes a step out of his room takes a deep breath and sighs. "Ma am going to go to the store want anything?" The man asks.
"No am fine" the lady responds.
He heads down a set of staircases.
"Why does it have to take so long to exit the house."
The man enters his car and starts the engine.
"Huh the weather is pretty bad right now should I go out?" The man questions himself. "Eh whatever this will be my outing for today."
The man thinks to himself "am in my late 20s got bullied in school for being weird and overweight, didn't have any girlfriends, my friends are boring and do things that I don't like doing, am the end of all the jokes, am working at a shoe store while my friends are all working set for life. I don't have that much social skills. Am overweight. Am a loser. HMPH my life sucks right now. " he thinks to himself. I WISH I COULD RESTART he states aloud.
Suddenly a white flash of light appears before him.
"Is that a car?"
AGHH
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"Look-"
"Look it's a boy" a women's voice can be heard.
"A boy that's great honey." a man's voice joins hers.
The boy opens his eyes.
"Huh I thought I was in my"
The boy stretches his arms out.
"Huh, tiny arms. Are these mines? Holy Shit. Am a baby. My wish did work. I only see this shit in Anime and novels this is sick."
"Wow he got your eyes and but he definitely has your face, Marko," the woman says.
"Yes, your absolutely right Lila" Marko responds.
They both have the boy close"These are my parents huh? This woman named Lila is my mother she is beautiful with dimples on each side of her face, long blonde hair, beauty marks on her right cheek, and a beautiful and loving smile. On the other hand, the man Marko is my father has remarkable ocean-blue eyes with a slime face and spiky black hair like an anime character. Marko is taller than Lela as he can see over her." the boy thinks.
"Alright, what shall we name him?" Lila asks.
"Something creative something unique no other person would have? How about Paul?
"That's a common name to name your son I guarantee you there are at least 5 Pauls in wherever area was staying at." The boy thinks to himself.
"Good but something unique? How about Valerus? It means strong" Lila suggests.
"Oh that's a good one honey Valerus Marina has a nice little ring to it" Mark agrees.
"Oh, I am actually feeling kinda hungry."
WAH WAH
"Okay, time for feeding time."
"I've just realized is it wrong to be doing this since - ah never mind no beginnings a fresh start for me" Valerus wonders.
Moments pass by.
The door opens from behind them.
"Milady was the delivery successful? Are you okay?"
"Yes, Vincent am fine you want to hold him?"
"If I my"
A man walks in he seems to be our butler. A tall man with a medium build. With short black hair tied in a ponytail, and black eyes. He looks not that much older than Marko but certainly is older. Is this family rich are we royalty?
"Wow hello there may the Lord bless him with good health and faith"
"Yes of course," Lila says.
"That means this boy is a couple of months younger than Eriko," Vincent says.
"Oh yes that is right the two can practically grow up with one another," Marko says.
We then take a step outside the room.
A long haul filled with beautiful vases and paintings.
"Woah we really are royalty"
The group steps onto the mezzanine that has giant windows showing the world that Valerus will be living in.
It shows a busy, lively street, with many buildings, mages using magic to get around, and people laughing, smiling, and having fun. The Magical City of Kubridge.
"This is the life I was hoping for a restart," Valerus thinks to himself.
"You think he'll do fine honey," Lila asks. "Of course he is he's our son after all," Marko reassures her.
"Am sure the young master will grow into a great mage" Vincent says.
"We wish the same for Eriko as well. I hope they can both get long." Vincent says.
"Am just wondering what kind of mage he will be."
"The greatest mage of them all. Maybe one day rule this nation."