" I was a prince in my past life; a respected and loved one that I was to become the king of my kingdom, but then, the six small powerful kingdoms in the world waged war on us. Six against one, how could we stand?, though our kingdom was the mightiest and biggest, but six kingdoms against our kingdom, we couldn't stand to push forward.
Every prince of any kingdom in my past world is born with the notation mark of the kingdom. OMAN kingdom is a mark of a golden blossom lotus. I had that mark on my forehead. I was different from the others in our kingdom, because of the golden blossom lotus on my forehead; the golden blossom lotus represents Phoenix in nature. Indeed, I was born with extraordinary and formidable power and skills. My name was Adu, my mom and dad died when I was seventeen, just before the war started. Looking at how the situation was, I suspect the six small kingdoms killed my parents, because my father was the third majesty with the use of the golden spear in my past world and my mother was the first majesty of the powerful green flute; a majesty is a tittle given to a person who has extraordinary skills when it comes the use of weapons that is at a peak level, and they are grouped in positions.
The war started just a day after my parents died. The anger burried deep inside me was burning too hot that I went far to use the power of the golden blossom lotus. The red golden Phoenix blessed me with its power, and before it did, I had to use my bloodline as a ritual to activate the true identity of the Phoenix. Its power was very powerful and strong that just only its aura killed more than half of the enemies on the battle field. Powerful people also were present there but, their strength was not be compared to mine.
My bloodline was running out and the contact with the red golden Phoenix was slowly loosing. I didn't know what to do so I called for the extreme anger of the red golden Phoenix and crashed all the small kingdoms with the ultimate power of the red golden Phoenix. I had to sacrifice my "chosen soul" for the sacrifice. The entire small kingdoms were annihilated, the OMAN soldiers and people bowed to the falling dissapearing body of me with respect to show the sacrifice was valuable.
When my eyes closed, I didn't see anything again nor heard a sound until I opened eyes. I was a baby with a delicacy body in the warm hands of a beautiful woman who is my mother in this world.
The way she looked down to me was just so cunning that I could feel the love she has for me.
Though the house we lived in was not rich, yet I was endowed with anything I cried for. My mama fed me well and taught me the language in this world. Growing up, I came to see how hard she is going in this life just for me. I want to do anything in my power to make her happy; though she keeps showing happy faces, but I know deep down, she is not that happy as she potrays to be. MameAnya, that's her beautiful name.
The one miracle I kept wondering of is, how can I be called by the same name in my past life?. MameAnya told me she named me after her dead father. I was sorry to hear that, "but what has happened, has happened, there's no going back, we should look up to the future" she told me.
Adu was my name in my past life when I was a prince, and in this world too, am called Adu. This is something miraculous.
My mother wants me to go to school and become somebody in future, so she signed me at Vision academy. She does not know about my innate power and incredible skills; all she knows about is my physical might, and only with that, she thinks highly of me.
Vision academy is the school my mother was able to afford the fee.
Vision academy is a school which looks very poor by its appearance, and lacking of resources for training. The enrollment of students is low.
I have only been here for some hours, but I can sense the inadequate teaching materials here. It may be enough for other people, but for me, it's not enough, because:
Only my six shadow hands is a mighty skill to break down a mountain.
When my six shadow hands is activated, my whole hands changes to a silver white hands, and when I move it in the sky, from my wrist downwards to my fingers become six in a ghost looking form. It can be used as an attack, a blocker, and a healing skill. This skill, I possessed it when I came to this world, by fusing my boiling blood in this world to the other in my past life, creating 4 wonderful skills. For fusing techniques, am just good at it. I learnt it in my past life. Some ancient secret skills are required before fusing.
And also, during the fusing of my bloodlines, I encountered the mark of the red golden Phoenix which came to me from nowhere and entered my forehead. I had a severe headache, but it stopped some minutes later. The red golden Phoenix has come back to me in this world?, has it passed on my soul ropes to me?, or did it follow my identity essence?.
I don't know how it did get into this world, and to me."
"Hey Good morning room mate!" Nsowah called out. Adu slowly opened his eyes from meditation to the bright sky. Without nobody telling him, Adu knew he has been in meditation for more than 20 hours.
"I am Nsowah, may I know your name?", Nsowah asked Adu who was sitting straight on his bed.
"I am Adu" Adu replied smiling. "Adu..?.., so, where are you coming from?". "Ghanaman village". "You're from Ghanaman village?" Anthony who was in meditation sitting on his bed opened his eyes to Adu. "Yes I am".
"A person from Ghanaman is not accepted here" Anthony said impatiently.
Just there, Adu became angry. The rage face Adu showed, made a loud silence in Anthony's ear.
"Do you want to fight?" Anthony asked. Adu stood up and leaped off his bed to the cemented floor. Anthony also stood up and jumped down. "What's this?" Nsowah asked. Adu clenched his fist, Anthony did same as both made a step back, looking straight to their faces. "A good chance to test my strength" Adu thought.