This story takes place In a continent where dreams become reality, where your deepest desires can come to light a place where mythological animals roam around freely.
This is a story of how a little boy grows through adversaries and dangers and become one of the greatest legends to ever come by, read with me one of the greatest tale of Astor.
One stormy night, in an insignificant part of the continent we witnessed the birth of our hero. In what would be called a manor, the middle class family the Ostien family the birth of our hero was taking place.
Valen the soon to be father of the new born child was walking around anxiously, awaiting the birth of his second child. He waited until he heard the cry of a baby, ''Our young hero has finnaly been born.''
At the time of his birth a star moving through the universe moved slowly to his planet landed, The people of the world saw it as a star full of resources it landed and exploded pieces of it landing far away in different continents.
One unassuming piece of the star landed in that insignificant part of the continent were Velanor was being born, in a mountain range too close for it to be mere coincidence.
Velanor's POV
What's going on here, how am I a child again. I was an eleven year old child going home from school when I was suddenly hit by a bus, my mom died immediately after I was born which led to my dad having depression blaming me for the death of my mother.
I grew up, the only thing he helped do was to put me in school. I had to start working at my young age to take care of myself since he wouldn't do that, he stopped paying for my school fees afterwards after he found out I was working.
Today, I finally quit school because I didn't have enough money to pay my school fees anymore. I was going home and I got hit my a bus and I mysteriously woke up in the body of a newly born baby and I could hear people talking in a different language I didn't understand.
I thought happily '' maybe I've been born in a different part of the world and I might finally have a good family'' oh boy I was wrong.
4 Months later
After I was born I finally learnt the new language they were always speaking in, I could finnaly understand them and the best thing was that I could read. After coming to this world I realized that I could learn things easier and faster than I could when I was in my old body.
I learnt their language and how to read and I finnaly learnt my name, Velanor.
A year later
i could finnaly walk and talk normally, we had maids, elders who usually wears something like a kimono to walk around. I thought I was reborn in some Chinese palace, they all call me young master which is something I am not used to.
''Velanor'' my name was called by my mother Vernita, what are you doing in the library again it's time to eat breakfast