Leon Hartman lay on his deathbed, the beeping of the hospital machines marking the slow march toward the inevitable. At 99 years old, he had lived a long life, gaining the title of one of the smartest people to ever live. His mind remained sharp, even as his body betrayed him. He had always been fascinated by fantasy worlds, particularly the concept of reincarnation. The stories where the hero died and was reborn in another world, one filled with magic, adventure, and endless possibilities.
As his breaths became shallow, Leon's mind raced. It wasn't fear of death that filled him, but the regret of a life that could have been different. Despite all his accomplishments, he had never lived the life of his dreams. The thought gnawed at him.
He closed his eyes, his voice barely a whisper as he uttered his last wish, one final plea.
"If there's a God out there... reincarnate me in another world. I want to live again, but not as a regular person. I want to be powerful, I want to explore the unknown... let me live the life I've always imagined."
Silence followed. The rhythmic beeping of the machines ceased, and for a moment, Leon's world faded into complete nothingness.
But then something happened.
A voice—no, not a voice, a presence—spoke, or rather echoed inside his mind.
"Your request has been heard, not by God, but by the World itself. I will grant you what you seek. Rise again, not as you were, but as you might have been. Your journey will reshape the fates of many."
Chapter 2: The RebirthLeon awoke with a gasp. He opened his eyes to see a stone ceiling above him, but he felt different—smaller, younger, like his body was entirely new. He sat up quickly, glancing around to see a small room, almost medieval in design.
His hands trembled as he looked down at them—small, delicate, the hands of a child. Panic surged through him for a moment before the realization hit. It had worked. He had been reincarnated. A surge of emotion, a mix of awe, excitement, and disbelief, flooded him.
He leaped from the bed, rushing toward a nearby mirror. His reflection was of a young boy, no older than six. His hair was silver-white, his eyes a sharp blue. He was no longer the frail, dying old man he once was. He was reborn.
"Where am I?" Leon muttered, his voice higher-pitched than he was used to.
A knock on the door startled him, and a woman entered. She had a gentle smile, her blue hair tied into braids, and she wore a long, flowing dress.
"You're awake, Leon!" she said softly. "You've been asleep for quite some time."
Leon blinked. The woman's name sprang to his mind—Zenith Greyrat, his mother. The memories came flooding in, not just his memories, but new ones, of this world and this family.
He wasn't just anyone. He was Leon Greyrat, the younger brother of Rudeus Greyrat, the future protagonist of this world. He was in the world of Mushoku Tensei.
Chapter 3: Genius from Another LifeThe years passed, and Leon quickly came to terms with his new life. His brother Rudeus, just a year older than him, showed prodigious talent in magic. But Leon was no ordinary child either. With the mind of a 99-year-old genius from Earth, he understood complex concepts far faster than anyone else. Even as a young boy, his intelligence was unparalleled.
Leon discovered early on that he possessed a unique talent for both magic and swordsmanship. Unlike Rudeus, who focused solely on magic, Leon balanced both arts. He had the ability to manipulate magic circles without incantations, a skill that astounded even the most experienced mages. But what set him apart even more was his understanding of strategy and combat. He quickly excelled in swordsmanship, learning faster than anyone could have anticipated.
By the time Leon was ten, he was already proficient in multiple schools of magic and could rival most adult swordsmen. His parents, Paul and Zenith, were both amazed and proud. Paul, a former knight, took special pride in Leon's swordsmanship, while Zenith, a healer, marveled at his magical abilities.
But it was more than just talent that set Leon apart. He was ruthlessly efficient, always thinking ten steps ahead, and had a knack for reading people. His past life had taught him to see the world for what it truly was—a place where power mattered, where you had to seize control of your own destiny.
However, Leon wasn't a hero, nor did he wish to be. He didn't have the same moral compass as his brother Rudeus. While Rudeus sought to save people and be a force of good, Leon was more pragmatic. He had no qualms about manipulating others if it served his goals, but he wasn't cruel. He would help those he cared for, but he would also do whatever it took to protect himself and those he deemed worthy.
And then there was Roxy.
Chapter 4: Meeting the TeacherWhen Roxy Migurdia, a skilled magician, arrived to tutor Rudeus, Leon was immediately intrigued. She was different from the others—kind yet strong, intelligent yet humble. Despite her appearance as a young girl, she was far older and much more experienced in magic. Leon recognized her potential and admired her abilities.
At first, Roxy focused on teaching Rudeus, but Leon couldn't help but involve himself in the lessons. He was fascinated by her understanding of magic, and soon enough, he began learning alongside his brother.
Roxy, at first, was taken aback by Leon's aptitude. While Rudeus excelled in manipulating mana, Leon grasped complex theories of magic with ease, often offering insights that even surprised her. He wasn't just following her teachings—he was improving upon them.
As the months went by, Leon and Roxy grew closer. While Rudeus admired her from a distance, Leon found himself drawn to her intellect and strength. There was something about her, something that stirred emotions in him that he hadn't felt in a long time, not since his first life.
But he wasn't in a rush. Leon had all the time in the world, and for now, his focus was on mastering both magic and the sword. He had one goal—to rise to the top, not just in this world but across the multiverse. He would become a force that no one could ignore, a being that could change the very fabric of destiny itself.
Chapter 5: The Road to PowerWith each passing year, Leon grew stronger, honing his skills and pushing the boundaries of magic and combat. He studied everything he could, from the ancient magics of the world to the sword techniques passed down through generations. He wasn't satisfied with being just talented—he wanted to become the best, to surpass everyone, including his brother, Rudeus.
But his ambitions didn't stop at mastering this world. Leon had memories from his past life that told him there was more out there—other worlds, other dimensions. He was certain that he could find a way to travel between them, to unlock the secrets of the multiverse.
His journey would not be one of heroism or villainy. Leon didn't care for titles like "savior" or "conqueror." He would forge his own path, shaping the future of the multiverse itself. And as he rose in power, one thing became clear:
Leon Greyrat would be a name that echoed across all worlds, and nothing would stand in his way.
To be continued...
4oYou said:Do it all over again but make him be reborn as a 1 month old baby 4 years before rudeus and give him ban immortal ability from seven deadly sin but make it so he only knows he have it and not anyone else ChatGPT said:ChatGPTChapter 1: The Final WishLeon Hartman lay in his hospital bed, surrounded by beeping machines and the distant murmur of hospital staff. At 99 years old, his body had finally given in to the slow, inevitable creep of death. Despite being hailed as one of the smartest men to have ever lived, Leon couldn't escape the ultimate fate awaiting all humans.
It wasn't fear that gripped him, but regret. Regret for the life he had lived, full of accomplishments yet devoid of the adventure and freedom he had craved. His passion for fantasy and stories of reincarnation had only grown with age, as he read about heroes who would die, only to be reborn in magical worlds filled with untold possibilities.
With his last, labored breath, Leon whispered his final wish. "If there is anything out there—anyone listening—let me be reborn... let me live in a world where I can truly be free, where I can be powerful, and where my destiny is mine to shape."
Silence filled the room, and slowly, the machines flatlined, signaling the end of Leon's long life. But just as his consciousness began to fade into the void, something stirred. A presence—ancient and incomprehensible—spoke.
"Your plea has been heard, not by God, but by the World itself. Your desire for life shall be granted. But know this: the power you seek comes at a cost. You will have what you wish for, but in a world far beyond what you know. Rise again, and shape the fate of all."
Before Leon could comprehend what had happened, his world went dark.
Chapter 2: A New BeginningWhen Leon awoke, it wasn't in the cold, sterile hospital room he expected. Instead, he felt warmth, softness, and something unfamiliar. His entire body felt different—small, fragile, yet full of an energy he hadn't felt in decades. He tried to move but realized that his limbs were uncoordinated, tiny.
His eyes blinked open, and he was greeted by a blur of colors. After a few moments, his vision focused, revealing a ceiling made of wood and stone. Where am I? he thought. His body felt so alien to him, as though it wasn't his own.
Struggling to move, Leon finally managed to look around, but what he saw shocked him to his core. His
4oYou said:And make it so that there's 1st person and 3rd person veiwChatGPT said:ChatGPTChapter 1: The Final WishI lay there, my body frail and broken, the beeping of the machines around me getting slower with each passing minute. Ninety-nine years—that's how long I had lived, and yet, as my body failed me, all I could think about was how unfulfilled I felt. All the intelligence, all the accolades I'd earned throughout my life, none of it mattered in the end. I had always craved something more—a life of adventure, a life where power wasn't confined to the limitations of the human body or mind.
I had spent years, no, decades, immersed in fantasy worlds. Stories of heroes reincarnated into magical realms, granted new lives filled with wonder and possibility. I had envied them—characters who escaped the mundane reality of life on Earth. I had secretly wished, fantasized, about being one of them.
Now, here I was, at the end of it all.
I mustered my last ounce of strength, my voice weak but determined, and whispered to whatever deity or force might be listening.
"If there's a God... if anything is out there... let me be reborn. Let me live again... but in a world where I can be free... where I can have power."
The beeping of the machines faded, and for a brief moment, there was nothing but silence.
And then I felt it—something else, something ancient. It wasn't a god. It was something beyond my comprehension.
"Your plea has been heard. You will rise again, not as you were, but in a new form. The power you desire will be yours, but you will walk a path no mortal has walked before"