I awoke in a cold sweat, not in the body of a young warlord who lived to see 23 years, but a finely dressed, healthy looking… Noble? I wore black and gold robes, a thin Urumi hanging at my hips. An interesting weapon. Although the flexible, whip-like sword could be a powerful weapon, it was completely ineffective against even the lightest of armors. So… Did I get reincarnated? I remember childhood heroes like Zefrose Infernus, Zavack, Xinthgard, Zeninth and so many more who always got Isekai’ed away.
I was lying on a straw bed, one hand withered and shriveled up. I was in what appeared to be a cage, an elderly man peering down at me. His face broke into a grin a second later, and he clapped his hands together.
“You survived!! I shall notify the head immediately!” The man said, “I always knew you were special, just not how special!”
If it was rare to survive from whatever had happened to me, would acting like I was in a coma arise any suspicion at all?
“Where am I?”
He snorted. “House Cyderia, my Lord.”
“Cyderia?” I didn’t know much, but I knew enough for my plan to work. “I—all I remember is pain and… “ I trailed off, finally speaking again after a long pause, “speak to me asif I know nothing.”
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“Ah, a common plight among survivors, my Lord. Your education shall commence shortly, champion,” he said with a bow, long strides carrying him out of the large room.
Hello, champion Ash! I am your wisp, Sarvalee. My job is to educate you on this world, warn you of things that will likely impede your progress, and show you exactly how strong you are. I was sent by the Progenitor, a god as your world would call it. He chose you and many others to be reborn for the strength of your soul, making you the perfect tool to destroy void creatures and battle the Voidborne infection! Yayyyyy! Now, I was instructed to let you figure out the brunt of the information Ash! We are going to have soooo much fun together!
Words floated into my vision, accompanied by a moving image of a pink ball of light. “Okay?” I asked, skeptical. If rebirth was possible, so was a screen that magically appeared in front of my face. Of course, then there’s the possibility I was just hallucinating, but there was nothing to lose by just playing along, and everything to lose by just ignoring it and trying to wake up. “And how do you know my name?” I said mentally with a grimace.
That’s pretty obvious! Ash!
It replied, its tone lace with a borderline painful amount of playfulness. I was a warlord, couldn''t I get a break once in a while? I had leveled cities and razed civilizations to the ground, so it was pitiful to be at a loss of words to… The wisp?
You know I can hear you!
Again, painfully playful.