My previous life was full of loneliness. I was feared by everyone. I had no friends. Those who I called family abandoned me. I was known as the demon queen. Feared by all, ally or enemy. I hated everything about my life. I hated what I became so much that I had to end it. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would be reincarnated with all my memories into the body of a 2-year-old kid and the young miss of a Mafia family. Better yet the next in line as family head. This world is not the same as mine. My world was full of empires and kingdoms. There was no government, there were kings and queens. There was no Mafia. No guilds. No ability users. My world was full of witchcraft and sorcery. We all had magic. Our power is called our flame. The size of your flame determined your power. You can grow that flame as you practice and learn new skills. My flame started smaller than anyone else's. It just made me more determined to prove everyone wrong when they would call me little flame or baby magic they even went as low as to call me powerless. I know to some these do not seem as insulting as they are in my old world. It is about the same as calling someone unloved, stupid, hideous, unwanted, childish, or a moron. Words can hurt. I know more than most just how bad. To me it felt like I was stabbed in the heart over and over till I couldn't take it and died. In reality I was living and breathing at least I was on the outside. I was dead inside but when someone finally wanted to be friends with me I felt determined to get stronger to protect her. She had a disease that made her flame unable to grow. She couldn't protect herself and in my world everything is run by women. Men were the accessories instead of flaunting your beautiful girl around the girls would show off how beautiful their men were. Everything is different to how the planet earth is run. My world had a portal to Earth's universe some would go to live there and others would make fun of them when they were gone I thought of going to earth with my best friend but I wanted to prove all those stupid girls wrong. I could be strong even if I was born with a small flame. Eventually I learned I was no weaker than others with small flames if anything I was stronger. It was like my flame started small so it could grow bigger than any flame in history so that's just what happened. I became the strongest one in the entire world and was feared by all. Even my beautiful friend Lilly was afraid of me. I did everything for her and she was scared. She feared me just like everyone else. She abandoned me. This new world. This new body. It's my fresh start. I will be loved but also feared. I will be strong enough to protect those who care for me. I will not end up the same as my last life. Yes I think of this as my next life. The worst part of that life was what I was...or should I say am.

I haven't seen anyone for a long time but I can hear them. It's like I'm right next to anyone that walks by. I can feel magic flowing through my body. I know this is an ability. I still have my flame and am still as strong as ever but this isn't witchcraft. This is an ability. Great this body only has hearing ability. Wait no. I can feel a different source of power in my body. It feels similar to my flame but different enough to know it is not. I close my eyes and concentrate on the power of this energy core. It's like looking at my flame. If I want to see it I have to focus on the power within as long as my eyes are closed I can always see it. I watch behind closed eyelids as a ball of pink, gold, and grey slowly appears. I can feel what each ability is. The pink color is charm ability it's a baby charm. The gold is luck minipulation and the grey is my hearing. There are traces of purple like the power is still deciding whether to allow me to use it yet. The purple is a shaman ability. If in future I am around spirits the ability will likely awaken. I have no idea where the knowledge of this world came from but I seem to know everything about this world. I know where everything is and who everyone is. Like I can see the entire world. Wait. That's because I can see the entire world. Like I just know everything. It's like I have eyes everywhere at once and I am looking through them all together. I used to be able to do this in my old life as a kid but I had someone take it away because my little mind couldn't deal with the rush. I have a stronger will and my mind is clearer now so it doesn't bother me that much. I concentrate on putting up a wall around the veiw. I learned to do it because it is necessary to be able to block someone or something out when you have an entire pack of wolves mindlinked to you. If I hadn't learned to block everyone they would know my every thought. The door opening breaks my from my thoughts. A man named Luis wou is old but pretends that he is still in his 50s. I smile subconsciously letting out some charm, his eyes that were once serious, softened looking at me. I am just sitting in the little bed looking around with tired eyes.

My previous life was full of loneliness. I was feared by everyone. I had no friends. Those who I called family abandoned me. I was known as the demon queen. Feared by all, ally or enemy. I hated everything about my life. I hated what I became so much that I had to end it. Never in my wildest dreams did I think that I would be reincarnated with all my memories into the body of a 2-year-old kid and the young miss of a Mafia family. Better yet the next in line as family head. This world is not the same as mine. My world was full of empires and kingdoms. There was no government, there were kings and queens. There was no Mafia. No guilds. No ability users. My world was full of witchcraft and sorcery. We all had magic. Our power is called our flame. The size of your flame determined your power. You can grow that flame as you practice and learn new skills. My flame started smaller than anyone else's. It just made me more determined to prove everyone wrong when they would call me little flame or baby magic they even went as low as to call me powerless. I know to some these do not seem as insulting as they are in my old world. It is about the same as calling someone unloved, stupid, hideous, unwanted, childish, or a moron. Words can hurt. I know more than most just how bad. To me it felt like I was stabbed in the heart over and over till I couldn't take it and died. In reality I was living and breathing at least I was on the outside. I was dead inside but when someone finally wanted to be friends with me I felt determined to get stronger to protect her. She had a disease that made her flame unable to grow. She couldn't protect herself and in my world everything is run by women. Men were the accessories instead of flaunting your beautiful girl around the girls would show off how beautiful their men were. Everything is different to how the planet earth is run. My world had a portal to Earth's universe some would go to live there and others would make fun of them when they were gone I thought of going to earth with my best friend but I wanted to prove all those stupid girls wrong. I could be strong even if I was born with a small flame. Eventually I learned I was no weaker than others with small flames if anything I was stronger. It was like my flame started small so it could grow bigger than any flame in history so that's just what happened. I became the strongest one in the entire world and was feared by all. Even my beautiful friend Lilly was afraid of me. I did everything for her and she was scared. She feared me just like everyone else. She abandoned me. This new world. This new body. It's my fresh start. I will be loved but also feared. I will be strong enough to protect those who care for me. I will not end up the same as my last life. Yes I think of this as my next life. The worst part of that life was what I was...or should I say am.