I'm kazuyuki SentarĹŤ, an introverted teenager who's constantly lost in shadows. My life Feels like a never ending downward Spiral, with everyday blurring into haze as disappantment and Frustration.
"Academics?" Forget it. I'm Lucky if I Scrape by with passing grades, my mind numb
from endless stream of lectures and Assignments.
"Sports?" Don't even get me Started. I'm the kid who trips. Over his Own Feet just walking down the hallway. The gym Teacher's whistle pierces the air and I'm the one who always picked last, My Face burning with Embarrassment.
"But the worst part?" The Constant barrage of bullying. Tatsuki, The School's resident tormentor, Takes great pleasure in Making my life a living hell. He's always lurking, waiting. for the perfect moment to strike, his Sneers and like Snickers piereng my armor rusty dagger. His eyes gleam with Sadistic pleasure as he taunts me, his words cutting deep into my fragile ego.
I've grown accustomed to The Feeling of being invisible, A ghost drifting through The Crowd hallways unnoticed and unimportant. I sit alone at The lunch my eyes fixed on the Floor as the world buzzes around me. I am the kid Who's always overlooked always ignored.
But Sometimes in the quiet moments when world slows down, I wonder: is There is? the this really the best I can hope for? I Feel a Spark of defiance ignite within me, a flame that flickers with every passing moment. Maybe, Just maybe I can find a wayto break free from this prison, to rise above the torment and find my Own path.
*Present*
I stand on the terrace , the sunset's warm glow casts a tranquil ambiance I breathe in deeply, feeling the gentle breeze rustle my hair. "What a view", I whisper, my eyes drinking in vibrant hues. But my serenity is short-lived. The sound of footsteps echoes, and I turn to See three boys approaching. My heart sinks, and my palms grow sweaty "ohh hello there kazuyuki, our friend", one of them sneers , thier eyes glinting with malice.
I try to step back, but my feet feel rooted. The boys close in, their faces twisted in cruel grins . I raised my hands , palms up, in a futile attempt to ward them off.
The first blow hits me like a thunderbolt, sending me crashing to the ground. I curl up, trying to protect myself , but the kicks and punches keep coming. Tears steam down on my face as I beg for mercy
"Please leave me alone!, sorry for whatever I did to you !" My voice cracks, and I m consumed by a wave of despair .
"No,no, you didn't do anything kazuyuki " one of the boy exclaims.
As I lie there , battered and broken my mind spirals into a vortex of self-loathing. "If only I had..... If only I was stronger..... More talented , better at sports and studies....
Things would have been different... I... I'm pathetic, I'm the worst."
I tried and summoned every last ounce of courage , I tried to fight back against the boy who had been tormenting me. But my bravery was short-lived , as one of his friends jumped into the fray, eager to teach me a lesson.
The two of them pinned me against the railing of the 15th floor terrace , the wind whipping my hair into a frenzy as I struggled to break free. My heart raced with fear , my mind screaming for help that never came. In chaos of the moment, my attacker's hand slipped, and he accidentally pushed me harder than he intended. I stumbled backwards, my feet scrambling for traction on the smooth floor.
But it was too late. My body slipped through the gap between the railing and the wall, and I felt myself weightless. Suspended in mid-air for a terrifying instant.
Time seemed to slow as I plummeted towards the ground, the wind rushing past me in a deafening roar . My thoughts were a jumbled mix of fear, regret, and sorrow, my mind racing with the realisation that this was the end.
My body reached the ground with a sickening thud, the sound echoing through the air as I lay there , unable to feel anything. My bones cracked and splintered, the sharp pain muted by the shock of the fall. Blood began to pool around my battered form, slowly spreading across the concrete like a dark ominous stain .
People gathered around me, their faces pale and frightened as they took in the scene. Some of them cried out in horror, while others stood frozen in shock, unsure of how to react. I was the centre of attention, my broken body a grim focal point that dress then all in.
"I guess that's it for me", I thought, my voice barely audible over the sound of my own screams. "My whole life has been a living hell- the constant bullying, torture, the feeling of being completely alone." Tears streamed down my face as I thought of me mother, who had passed away few years ago. "Wait for me there, mom," I whispered, my voice cracking with emotion. "I'll be joining you shortly."
My eyes closed, surrendering to the darkness that consumed my life. I was done with the world, done with the pain and sufferings. Everything around me began to fade, shrouded in an inky blackness that seemed to swallow all in its path. I guessed I was going to hell, that the afterlife had a special place reserved just for me.
But as the darkness seemed absolute, a brilliant light burst forth , illuminating the desolate landscape of my mind. The light was warm , inviting, and seemed to pulse with an otherworldly energy. A midst the radiance, I could hear a small, distant voice - a woman's voice , shrill with urgency, Shouting Something I couldn't quite make out. I gazed up at the two Strangers, my mind foggy and disoriented. "who are these people?, what language are they speaking" The man's face was rugged, with sharp angles and a strong jawline, while the woman's features were softer, with a warm smile that seemed to radiate kindness l. Before I could ponder further , the man lifted me effortlessly into his arms . I felt a jolt of surprise - "what? He lifted me casually, as if I weight nothing! I am 63 kilograms."
The man's voice was deep and gentle as he cooed, "our baby boy is quite handsome, honey". The woman's smile grew wider,her eyes shining with adoration. "Indeed he is", she agreed, her voice husky with emotion.
I listened , bewildered as they murmured sweet nothings to each other .
" What a minute.... What's going on in here ??" I paused then realised " I... I've become a baby? How's that possible ?" I racked my brain . I realized that I had been reincarnated to another world . I a 17 year old boy from a world I once knew, my memories of my old world remained.
The man and the woman exchanged a warm glance, their faces aglow with joy. "We are going to name you Aries , they chimed in unison, their voices filled with affection.
"Aries Valemont" they added, as if savoring the sound of the name.
Though I didn't understand the language they spoke, but somehow, I grasped the essence of their conversation.
I gazed up at them, my heart swelling with emotion. In this strange new world, these two people were my family. The realisation hot me like a wave.
They were my mom and dad.
"Is he my cute little brother, Dad?" A young girl asked, her eyes sparkling with anticipation.
My father's face lit up with a bright warm smile. "Yes , dear " he replied, his voice choked with emotion, as he gazed lovingly at me , his newborn son, cradled in his arms.
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As a curious Three-year-old , I learnt about my family.
My father , Dorian Valemont , stood tall with sharp jawline, his Black hair perfectly complementing his piercing yellow eyes. He's a skilled swordsman and low ranking noble, born the youngest of three brothers , as his older siblings had inherited the prestige and power of high ranking nobles.
My mother , Liora Valemont , her beauty shone with her dark red locks, bright blue eyes , and an endearing face that could light up a room. She's a mage, a beautiful kind-hearted woman and devoted mother.
My seven-year-old sister , Keylith Valemont, her features were striking, with her raven-black hair framing her grey eyes , giving her and air of quite mystery. She was a lively presence in my life as she grew older, her attitude towards me shifted from playful to occasionally bossy.
As for myself, I inherited a fiery mane of red hair and yellow eyes , a unique combination that set me apart.
I started walking at the age of 3. I toddled down the hallway, my little legs moving excitedly as I made my way towards the room that held a treasure trove of books . The room was a sanctuary of knowledge, where the secrets of the world were waiting to be uncovered. My heart swelled with anticipation as I thought to myself,
"I'm almost there!". Just as I was about to reach the door , I felt a gentle lift , and my mother's warm voice whispered in my ear , "there you are Aries, I have been looking for you it's time for bath my dear boy ". I looked at her with pleading eyes , my voice whining softly my mother's gentle but firm voice was unmistakable. "No darling ", she whispered, sweeping me in her arms. But I was determined.
one day , my mother was busy with her household work I managed to slip away and make a beeline for the room filled with books. I pulled down a large , leather-bound tome and opened it to reveal a beautiful illustrated map. As I pored over the map, I discovered where I was the map showed our estate, the Marden kingdom. As I delved deeper into the room, my curiosity led me to another book : "basic spell Casting for beginners." The tittle sparked excitement within me. I opened the book, and it's yellowed pages revealed the fundamentals of magic teaching low-level spells that seemed almost within my grasp.
"Well well, looks like a poor little guy trying hard to read and wants to learn magic "my sister catches me red-handed in the room, "basic spellCasting for the beginners" book open infront of me . She walks in , a knowing glint in her eye, and says " you will not be able to read it so shut it and listen to me carefully, there are four major basic elements: Fire, Water, Wind and Earth. But if you want to dive deeper there are advanced elements like ice , verdancy and many more " she paused, a mischievous grin spreading across her face. "Watch this, just for your knowledge. I posses wind magic , which is ummm.... Somewhat rare. Here's a basic wind magic spell". With a flick of her wrist, she summons small tornado, it's gentle whirlwind rustling my hair. I stare , awestruck and exclaim, "Wow, that's cool! You're awesome, big sister!". She chuckles, her eyes sparkling with amusement.
"If you want to master this, you'll need to learn control over your Mana Arcane. Which is like an energy which helps you perform magic" She smiles , her expression serious "through it's challenging to learn at your age , it's possible to start once you turn 6 years old. That's when we typically discover our magical affinity - which element resonates with our nature."
Just then, a faint noise echoes through the hallway , and my sister's head jerks just then, a faint noise echoes through the hallway, and my sister's head jerks up , attentive. "I think mother is calling, I need to go" she gives me gentle pat on my head , her eyes sparkling with a promise " we'll talk about this again sometime, Aries". With that , she turns and hurries out of the room , leaving me to ponder the secrets she's shared.
as soon as my sister disappears around the corner, I dive back into the world of books during every page that reveals the secrets of our realm. the more I read the more I discover vast diversity of beings that inhabit our world I learn about the elves spirit beings and humans but it's not these familiar entities that leave me Breathless instead it's a single word that jumps of the page atom have ever heard before : "PHOBIANS" .
my mind reels as I try to wrap my head around this new concept elves and spirits were familiar tales from my old world but phobians are mystery, a Revelation that sparks a flurry of a questions and curiosity within me. as I delve deeper into the book, I come across a passage that of the Great Sage who created our world. it's said that this Sage had two children : Xander Havoc, the firstborn, a phobian of unparalleled power and aggression, and kael havoc, a human child. the text reveals that the phobians possess a staggering lifespan of 600 to 1000 years and are known for their harsh nature. in contrast, humans like kael , possess a relatively fleeting lifespan of 80 to 110 years and are characterized by their kind I pause, my mind reeling with the implications "so phobians are selfish and are 10 times stronger than humans", I think to myself, the significance of this disparity weighing heavily on my thoughts.
I approach my mother who is busy with her household work curiosity getting the better of me. " mother why do phobians and humans have such a complicated past?", I asked innocently. However, the moment the word "phobian" escape my lips my mother's demeanor changes dramatically she trembles her eyes widening in shock, and her voice raises to a shout " how did you come to know about that?" she demands her Fear palpable.
releasing her outburst she composes herself, her expression stern. " never mention that name again" she hugs him. but her curiosity soon gets the better of her and she asks, "how did you possibly come to know about phobians?".
I reply matter-of-factly "I studied about it".
my response leaves my mother stunned. my mother asks, " Aries how is this possible?" she is turned and shouts again "you're only three years old.... you shouldn't be able to read, let alone understanding Complex words and letters." my father, who had been training with his sword outside, rushes in by overhearing what mother said. my sister too, looks shocked they exchange glances. as I see my family shocked faces, I realised that my ability to read and comprehend Complex text at 3 years old is abnormal I thought that " I should have kept it a secret". The Silence is broken as my parents faces transform into beaming Smiles. " Honey, our child is a true genius" my mother exclaims "reading books at 3 years old it's a miracle!". my father " I couldn't agree more I am incredibly proud of you, my son" he scoops me up, lifting me high above his head, and tosses me into the air catching me with a gentle laugh. I think to myself, relieved, "I guess I was worried for nothing".
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I shift My focus to mastering magic, eager to tap into the mysterious forces that lie on everyone including me. I concentrate on unleashing my inner power seeking to feel the surge of mana arcane coursing through my veins , with eyes closed, I take I take a deep breath and reach within, attempting to awaken the dormant energy that will allow me to wield magic.