"Wow!..."

clap clap clap

A series of clapping could be heard as a young boy just finished his spectacular performance.

"Thank you."

He softly muttered and sat down beside his friend Sohan, who was busy flirting with other girls.

"Wow! Rezan, we didn't know you were such a good guitarist. Amazing!" 

After witnessing his performance, the girls praised him. His skills with the guitar were quite smooth and pleasant to hear. The strumming, the chord transitions, the fingerpicking—everything was incredibly smooth. 

"Thanks." Rezan curtly replied and approached the food table. The performance had left him thirsty so he grabbed a glass of water and gulped it down. The cold water passed through his throat, quenching his thirst. 

Ah~

After finishing the water, he placed the glass back on the table and gazed around the room. It was filled with food, drinks, and music as everyone enjoyed the party. 

Today marked the end of their high school so his friends booked a room and launched a massive party to celebrate it. 

The excitement and happiness were visible in their faces as everyone danced and joked around with each other. While everybody was having a fun time, Sohan suddenly stood up and asked for a mic. 

"You singing?" Rezan asked, gaining a nod from him. 

sigh

"I just can't even take a break." Rezan picked up his guitar while grumbling inwardly. A song was incomplete without the proper background music and Rezan being a guitarist decided to help his friend. 

Sohan grabbed the mic and started singing while Rezan perfectly blended the guitar's tune with his voice. 

The crowd cheered wildly and sang along with him, enjoying his melodious voice. His singing outshined Rezan's earlier guitar performance as the party continued.

Rezan gazed at Sohan with a complicated expression. 

Honestly, He liked his friend's singing talent. But it's just that Sohan is too lazy and doesn't want to practice other songs. Rezan hoped to create a band with Sohan, but his bro was just busy flirting with girls all the time.

clap clap clap

"Whoo! You have such a beautiful voice, Sohan!" Isa beamed loudly. Her face was flushed red as she lovingly gazed at him. It was quite obvious that she had a crush on him.

"Thanks, everyone." Sohan flashed a beautiful smile and continued to perform another song. His long brown hair fluttered wildly as he gazed around the crowd with his deep blue eyes. 

Sohan was a handsome young man with a tall, athletic body, a sharp facial appearance, and an extroverted personality. He was kind and got along with others quite well. 

Rezan was also a handsome man like Sohan with pitch-black hair, hazel eyes, and a lean physique. 

The duo was quite famous in their school, especially among the girls, but unlike Sohan, Rezan had an introverted personality which made him awkward with the girls. 

The performance continued for a while until Sohan felt tired from singing and returned to his seat. 

Everyone enjoyed themselves until midnight, and then the party was soon over.

"That was amazing!"

"Right! We had a lot of fun."

"Yeah! Especially our class's famous duo's performance. It just made the party even more entertaining."

One by one, everyone started leaving, while chatting amongst themselves. 

Rezan gave a final goodbye to his friends and hopped on his bike. Sohan sat behind him while drowsing in the sleep. Both of them were childhood friends and also neighbours so Rezan took on the job of dropping Sohan home. 

vroom vroom

While they were on their way, Sohan suddenly started fiercely moving his arm, causing the bike to become imbalanced. 

"BRO! WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU DOING!!" Rezan roared at Sohan while trying to prevent the bike from crashing. Sadly, right before their eyes, a massive truck appeared and rammed itself into them.

The bike was instantly crushed, and both of them went flying after the hit.

Sohan flew and landed on a nearby bush, saving himself with a stroke of luck, but Rezan wasn't as lucky. He landed head-first in the middle of the road.

His head was completely crushed, and brain particles splattered all over the area. The truck driver got scared and sped up from the area, leaving Rezan alone on the empty road. Blood flowed continuously from Rezan's body as he lay there bathed in his own blood.

"FUCKKkk…" He cursed inwardly for the final time and slumped down. His breathing grew fainter and fainter until it stopped completely. He had died alone on the empty road due to his friend's foolishness. 

—

huff huff

FUCK!!

A loud scream echoed in a grand room as a young boy, not even 12 years old, jolted himself up from his king-sized bed, panting heavily. His gaze wandered all over the room for a while as he felt more and more puzzled by his current situation.

Huh?!!

"Am I in Heaven?" he questioned himself as he thought of his death just a minute ago. 

"Why does it feel so real though?" he pinched his cheek just to feel a sting of pain.

ouch!

He rubbed his cheeks gently and looked around the room. The room gave out a royal and luxurious vibe. It was filled with astonishing pieces of artwork, expensive-looking furniture, a massive king-size bed with the finest comfort, and a wardrobe beside the bed filled with garments that screamed money.

He shot up from the bed and ran towards the mirror beside the wardrobe.

"Wha- WHO THE HELL IS THIS?" he screamed again as he gazed at the mirror. 

The mirror reflected a kid who looked about 10 years old with a mixture of blackish-purple hair, silver-colored eyes, a handsome yet chubby face full of baby fat, and fair skin.

"Did I get reincarnated?" He mumbled internally while reminiscing about various novels that he had read in the past.

knock knock

"Young master, can I come in?" A sudden voice from outside startled him. 

"I need to understand my current situation first," He nervously thought, attempting to calm his raging heartbeat. 

"Come in," He announced after a while with his childish voice as the door quietly opened, revealing a girl around his age with brown hair, hazel eyes, and a small petite body. She was wearing a typical maid outfit that looked incredibly cute along with her face.

"Who are you?" He inquired feigning confusion as she worriedly cast her gaze at me.

"I'm your personal maid." She replied with her cute voice. 

"Maid? I don't remember anything. Could you tell me about myself?" He inquired with a confused look as the maid's gaze softened.

"Yes, Young Master." she politely responded and started her explanation.

"You are Loki Grimheart, the young heir of the Grimheart family, a noble duke family of the empire. 

Your father is Sir William Grimheart, who is the current head of the family, and your mother is Amelia Grimheart. Both are very powerful mystic users and are recognized as one of the strongest throughout the whole Ardria empire." 

"Hmm…What about the–" Just as he was about to ask her another question, his words got stuck in his throat as he heard a soothing voice coming from the front door.

"Loki, what's taking you so much time?" A calming yet worried voice entered Loki's ears as he turned towards the voice only to witness a mesmerizingly beautiful lady in front of his eyes.

He stared at her with his silver eyes as countless unknown emotion brewed within his mind. 

"Mom." The word automatically escaped his lips.

She had purple-colored hair, ocean-like blue eyes, and a beautiful face. Her long hair cascaded over her back. She was wearing a gorgeous blue gown that encompassed her figure. Her appearance matched the description of a fairy straight from heaven.

As Loki stood there frozen, she hurriedly entered the room and sat right beside me with a worried gaze.

"Are you alright, Son?"