My eyes opened with a snap that some could say was overdramatic, given the situation.
An unfamiliar ceiling made its presence known to my sight as the first thing my groggy vision registered as my mind and body began to come into focus along with my senses.
As I lay there, completely still and staring at the unfamiliar ceiling, memories of my new life began to flow into my mind, which was already filled with memories of a past life lived, like a steady stream from a lake into the ocean. The newer, slightly shorter life of this new one, with the longer, slightly older one of my past. Despite the fact that my last one ended quite close in age to my present one, our life experiences made up a vast amount of difference in terms of depth.
Where, in the past, I was adventurous, charismatic, incredibly gorgeous, supremely intelligent, and quite...ruthless, in my pursuits. In this new life, I was quiet, reserved, somewhat meek, and studious to the point that it could be said that I retreated into my studies.
Though, it mattered not. With a practiced ease that came from a number of years of self-acceptance internal monologues, I Immediately accepted all of myself, since despite me only just now regaining my true sense of self, I could truly see how me, as an individual, could have lived both lives, had things gone differently, since at the core, we were the same.
Focused. Goal-oriented. Very good-looking.
In my past life, I was mostly self-taught in all my endeavors. If I wanted something I had to take it, otherwise as a kid, how else would I have eaten, let alone stepped out into a world beyond my meager beginning. I learned to adapt. I learned to anticipate, manipulate, speculate, and eventually dominate.
In this new life, the circumstances were quite different. I was just as intelligent, and determined, however I had no reason to go outside of my comfort zone as a child. My parents made it so that I was sheltered, coddled, and protected from the darkness of the world in which they belonged. So, when they made the decision to leave, and they asked if I wanted to go and I chose to stay, it was really no wonder that I essentially shrunk in on myself. All of their money has been left to me and I have a nanny, who randomly showed up, who tends to my needs when necessary, so all my time is spent, not striving to overcome, survive, or thrive, but simply striving to maintain my own little corner of comfort as I pursue my interest. Knowledge.
But that all changed when the fire na...I cleared my mind from the nonsense line of thought I was about to travel.
The time for jokes is not now. Now...
I allow my mind and body to settle. The integration of past and present coming to a point of completion and I have to wonder just what type of person I'll find myself becoming as I go forward, having now experienced two very different perspectives and wrapping them up into one. I now know what it feels like to be loved. To have the warmth and protection of those who will be there for you no matter what. In truth, I find myself feeling a little nervous about the prospect of just who I will be. Which, is a new feeling for both my previous life's self and this life's self. Until now, in both lives, I had always been sure of the path I chose. None the less, this is something that can only be discovered with time.
My previously stiff body relaxed and I slowly closed my eyes as my mind came alive. When given the option of what singular boon I desired in my rebirth, that could not go beyond the tier of the world I was going to, my choice was easy. Since it was a mortal world, unfortunately, it required a mortal boon. And in a mortal world there was only one thing that could allow one to have free reign over all the other mortals that walked the earth.
Intelligence.
With intelligence, whether that be social, interpersonal, intrapersonal, academic, kinesthetic, natural, spatial, or any other. If an individual is intelligent, supremely intelligent, and is capable of utilizing that intelligence to play to their strengths and counteract their weaknesses, they can truly go beyond what many believe possible. So, that is the boon I chose. However, I did not simply say, "give me intelligence!", no I needed to be specific, yet I also wanted something that could cover the entire spectrum of intelligence. It was with those thoughts in mind that I chose my boon.
The perfected ability to synthesize NZT-48.
The miracle chemical compound that enhanced intelligence across all boards, while also elevating the body to incredible heights in conjunction, due to the newfound synthesis between the mental and the physical. The ability to heighten the senses, dexterity to the point of automatic reflex yet completely intentional and many others.
Essentially, it allowed a person to reach the state of Absolute Mind.
{The user possesses absolute mental capabilities, enabling them to accomplish feats that can't be comprehended or replicated by practically every other being. Such abilities includes, god-level intelligence and cognitive proficiency, an infinite imagination capable of conceptualizing an infinite number of ideas with boundless diversity and uniqueness, wisdom that surpasses the gods, absolute control over their emotions, terrifying charisma and overwhelming influence along with a golden tongue, superior instinctual awareness and capabilities in adaptability, unimaginable willpower and resilience, and as an end result of this ability, the user's mind will manifest and possess omnipotent psionic abilities, becoming an Esper with godlike-level powers.}
Naturally, my request was denied. Not that I expected anything different, but it's always good to go for the excess before negotiating for what you really want, and what I wanted was a simple, personal elevation, of my entire being. Mind, body, and soul. Which, I got.
Genius intellect plus Body control equals Endless Possibilities in a mortal world. Meaning, essentially, I became a high human. However, the integration will take time to progress. This I chose personally, since I had no interest in going straight from zero to one hundred in an instant. I theorized that the slow progression would allow me to accommodate to the change in ability without losing myself in some power trip that comes with instantly gaining OP status.
(Third Person POV)
Slowly, ever so slowly, Vlad opened his eyes. He wasn't trying intentionally to be dramatic, however it seemed that everything he did had a certain flair for it. He didn't mind. In fact, he liked it.
He sat up in bed, using only his unconditioned abdominal muscles, like Wednesday, and marveled at the ease with which he completed the action. 'A perfectly replicated vampire rise with hardly any strain.' He scooted off the king sized bed and stood to his full height and stepped in front of the mirror. 'Very acceptable', he acknowledged as he looked at a version of himself that was both old and new. Old to his present self, but new to his past self. However, the face, while he was definitely more...handsome 'who knew that was even possible' still looked enough like his past life's that even with their being no discomfort in his integration, it still brought him a sense of comfort to know that his good looks made the journey with him.
There was no hesitation nor faltering as he made his way through his morning routine. Every intention was carried out as soon as it occurred to his mind, and after only 15 minutes, he was fully dressed in some workout gear and stepping outside and as he did, he got a look at the house directly across from his own. The incredibly familiar house directly across from his own.
'Hello, LaRusso's'.
It took one step to get the feel and by the next his body was moving like a well-oiled machine as he beat a steady perfectly coordinated jog down the street at a speed that could only be called a little too fucking fast for the first time his new body was working out in this life, however he paid it no mind. Though he did marvel at the fact that this was only the beginning. His new ability to analyze the complete state of his body already told him not only the limits of how fast he could go without any detriment to his future development, but also how long he could go, all with the end result being a constant state of peak performance and maximum gain with no internal injuries.
After half an hour he was sprinting back down his street. The nice looking houses with their nice looking pools and nice looking barbecues dotting his path as he moved with the perfect form for his body and he had to wonder what his past self would have thought of where he was currently. No, he didn't need to wonder, he already knew. 'This place is so fucking dull,' he thought to himself as he was closing in on a little over one hundred feet from his driveway. It was then that he saw a car leaving from what he knew to be the LaRusso residence, backing out way too quickly for them to have possibly looked carefully to make sure no cars were speeding down the residential road. His sense of justice told him that he would need to change that recklessness, for the good of all man, but now was not the time.
As he passed the car and the car passed him going in opposite directions, his mind had all the time in the world to get a good look at the occupants, and even if it didn't, he could just review the scene in his head whenever he wanted to get a more detailed look.
Three girls. Yasmine, Moon, and Samantha. 'That must mean it's either during or before season one, since they're still riding together.' A slight hint of disappointment made itself known to him. 'That's too bad. I really wanted to show up when everyone was already acting like a bunch of assholes and lay the smack down on allllll of their candy asses. Kicking down the doors to Miyagi-do and throwing Daniel through a wall and then going to do the same to Johnny at Cobra Kai due to those two bitches essentially conducting half-assed gang activity in my new territory. If you're going to start a gang war, then fucking whole-ass it! Bunch of bitches.' He dismissed the disappointment and noted how all three girls were following him with their eyes and then turning their heads to watch him go.
"Watch the fucking road!" He yelled to the clearly incompetent driver and let a small smirk play on his lips, after he turned back forward from his impromptu but incredibly smooth backpedal, when he saw Yasmine snap her head back straight ahead and grip the steering wheel with both hands. 'Good girl.'
He got in and only then did he check the time.
It's his first day at a new school and he's already late.
'Perfect. Nothing like a dramatic entrance to kick start the day.'