《I Reached Reincarnation Limbo Too Early》 Chapter 1 Author Note: Ok, I shouldn''t be going to write something else when my other project''s totally stalled by my stupid brain and wanting to work more on the world before the third chapter, but I''m not putting much into this story, hopefully it will be mostly a gag-story, no idea if it will develop into something, just liked the idea Chapter 1 - Bad News, Good News and more bad News, or how I met God and he wasn''t as Omniscient I Died. What ¨C The ¨C Fuck? Fuck, fuck fUck, FuCK, fucK... What was I doing? Why did I have to cross the street? It wasn''t that hot, the shade on the other side wasn''t that good, and where the FUCK did that strange truck with Asian-like letters came from? It ran over me, it simply didn¡¯t stop or lower its speed, I couldn''t even see the damn driver before everything went black. Of course I still got a nice amount of sensation of having my body get smeared off on the next 100 meters. I''m sure someone recorded it; I hope the video goes viral at least, that way my family may get the news faster than through normal bureaucracy. ¡®Sighs¡¯ I obviously didn''t really sigh, I currently don''t have lungs or mouth to expel the air out. I¡¯m barely what could be called a wisp, a floating ball of white fire, a flame shaped like a water drop with a flickering flame on the upper half. At least that huge figure has been patient with my reactions ¡®I wonder who this is?¡¯ I''M GOD ¡®Wait. What? How did you do that? You spoke directly to my mind, wait, do I even have a mind?¡¯ CALM DOWN YOUNG SOUL, THINGS AREN¡¯T AS BAD AS YOU MAY THINK. YOUR LIFE RAN LONGER THAN IT SHOULD, YOUR FATE WAS MEANT TO END SOONER AND IN ¡®CLEANER¡¯ CIRCUMSTANCES. AS YOU SEE, EACH SOUL CAN BE DESCRIBED AS A THREAD IN THE LARGE TAPESTRY OF EXISTANCE, AND EACH THREADS LENGTH, COLOR AND THICKNESS IS WAS GIVES THIS GREAT TAPESTRY¡­ This God guy kept talking and talking, I wonder if he practiced this speech before, something kind of makes me doubt I''m the first guy in this situation. I try to look around as the monologue keeps going. ...FATE''S A POWERFUL FORCE, AND HAVING YOURS TWISTED MEANS YOUR LIFE''S NOT WHAT IT SHOULD AND YOUR NEXT LIFE SHOULD HAVE BEEN A HORNED SNAIL... I''m in what looks like a strange white room, and did this guy say I should have be a snail in my next life? That really sucks, I''m glad I didn''t die even younger. I wonder if I can fall asleep and let this old man keep talking, maybe I will wake up once he stops; his monologue''s making me...fall¡­asleep... ...KE UP! WAKE UP ALREADY! YOUNGSTERS TODAY DON''T RESPECT FIGURES OF AUTHORITY LIKE BEFORE! WHEN I WAS YOUNGER WE DID AS OUR ELDERS TOLD US... God, this guy just doesn¡¯t understand how boring he was. ¡®Hey! Gramps, come on, stop with that, go to the point already, I may be dead, but you are about to bore me into it again.¡¯ *EHEM* OKAY, MAYBE YOU ARE RIGHT. I WILL MAKE IT SHORT, AS I WAS TRYING TO EXPLAIN. I''LL HAVE YOUR SOUL REINCARNATE INTO A NEW WORLD WHERE YOU WILL HAVE TO GET ENOUGH GOOD KARMA TO FIX YOUR FATE, WORRY NOT, YOU WON''T GO UNPREPARED, YOU WILL BE KEEPING YOUR MEMORIES... ¡®That sure sounds nice, maybe it will be as one of those stories I have read online, I should try to remember what they usually do during the kid stage to grow in power quickly, also I wonder if I should tell my parents, better not, what if they think I''m the Devil or something like that.¡¯ As god spoke I could see my soul be covered by a golden radiance. ¡­AND I WILL BE GIFTING YOU A POWERFUL ABILITY, IT''S HARD TO USE, BUT THERE''S NO LIMITS TO IT, I WILL GRANT YOU*BZZZTTT*** ¡®Jesus, fucking, CHRIST!!! What the hell is that sound? It¡¯s like many power tools working on my head at the same time¡¯. I couldn''t hear what god said before the white room went pitch black, but I managed to feel something getting into me, becoming part of me; I felt heavier. Unauthorized usage: this tale is on Amazon without the author''s consent. Report any sightings. Next thing I know is that all I could see is a sea of fire, thousands of millions of souls like me, some larger, some smaller, some of different colors, but all of them similar, all moving along a large river on a black emptiness. I could feel myself dragged into it, pulled along with them. But things weren''t ending there for me in this strange situation. Just as I was about to get in that river of soul fire something grabbed me. I felt like a giant invisible hand pinched on the tip of my fire and held me like a water balloon before throwing me over; I could see a different sea of fire appear in front of me. The fire in this was like an inferno compared to the previous one. Every soul was several times my own, strange marks glowed on most of them, some souls had items floating inside or around, others animals and strange creatures. I saw souls connected to each other, a big soul with multiple smaller ones floating like moons around a planet. I saw animalistic souls, shaped like strange beasts lashing at others souls. I saw things that I could only explain by abstracts, souls shaped like purity, power, wickedness and others. And just as I dipped into that large river, the speed picked up, the fire grew more intense, like a river turning into a rapid. The fire became a blinding light and suddenly I felt myself more solid, I felt how the warm that bathed me gave into a cold air and two large hands grabbed me, even with my eyes open I could barely see past my nose. And just like that I was born, the lights of the room were blinding but I managed to shield my eyes from them with my small pudgy hands ¡®OK, looks like I can at least understand them.¡¯ "Look at that, our baby''s finally born" I couldn''t see well, but the voice seemed feminine enough and came from the direction I just came out, that must be my mother. I¡¯m thankful that I couldn¡¯t see or my life may have been permanently scarred. "Yes, a strong little boy, I wonder what''s his name" The second voice I heard came from a side, sounding this manly, I bet it was my father. ¡®Name? Is this a world were parent''s don''t choose their sons'' names?¡¯ "Come on dear, you can tell us your name already, this is surely not your first time" The woman I should call my mother asked me directly. ¡®What? First time what? Woman, I was just born, how could I talk?¡¯ "Come on Champion, your father has passed through this too; reincarnation is not strange thing here.¡± I heard my father talk about it so nonchalantly that it left me perplexed. ¡°Ma''am, is all okay? Shouldn¡¯t he already be talking? Or at least communicating with us in some way, no? This is the first child we have here, but we heard how it goes; we remember our first time reincarnating here, he''s not crying, that''s good, but most kids should talk and present themselves" My father seemed to be talking to the person holding me currently. ¡®What? What?! Where the fuck did I end?¡¯ ¡°Calm down you two, it¡¯s not completely strange if this is actually his first life in this world. Remember that most of us rarely tell our parents about reincarnating, at least till we are self-sufficient¡± The woman who held me at first slowly passed me over to my mother. Gotta admit that being held by my mother made me feel safe in this crazy mess I ended. "Come one honey¡± My mother stroked my cheek ¡°You are safe to tell us everything. Like you, we also reincarnated many times. This is my 1,052 life¡± My mother made me feel safe in her embrace. "Yes son, your dad''s on the big 11 hundreds, pretty nice round number, you can tell us, I''m sure you must have lived a lot before" My brain almost stopped there, something in me wanted to blame God, where the fuck did he sent me. And what was that before with the two rivers of fire. Something tells me that things won¡¯t go like they were supposed to. Chapter 2 Chapter 2 - My first steps into reincarnation, or the best pet ever I still can''t understand what happened to me, I look around and try to understand what my parents have been saying, but so far I can only infer that they are reincarnated people like me. ¡°Ma''am, can you explain what''s happening here?¡± The man I come to call father asked to the nurse that had helped in my birth, she was obviously deep in her thoughts at the moment. As my vision had slowly gotten good enough to the point of being able to see at one meter distance, I managed to see that my mother was looking at me. Her eyes were fixed in me. I think she''s trying to assess the situation, her eyes are deep brown with some strange shine inside the pupil ¡°Miss Daevas, you are one of the oldest medical experts around this parts of Reincarnia, be honest with us, what''s wrong with our child? We can take it¡± I could almost sense the fear in my mother''s words, did I really reincarnate into the right place. The woman, Daevas, pulled out a strange gem. It was perfectly round like a hockey puck but looked to be made of green glass, approaching it to me all I could see was a number 1 ¡°Well, good news is that he''s a reincarnated, you can relax about that Mr and Mrs Diamante¡± The woman stored the item back into her pocket ¡°But looks like your son is here too early. He¡¯s only in his second reincarnation. I don''t know how he ended here, but it''s just that he''s not used to the process, he may even lack knowledge of the most basic magic or body control techniques¡± The woman pulled another similar object and held it against his forehead, it shone with a weak light before something appeared inside, my position made it hard for me to read much more than the first line and that was gibberish for me. ¡°Looks like he has a Divine Gift; His soul may be meant for a budding magical reality, I don''t know how he ended here, but there''s always a first time. For the way he''s looking at us, he understands our words, looks like he got the basic language comprehension ability too; his Administrator wasn''t unkind to him¡± The Daevas kept talking with my parents as I got more used to my body. It was still hard to move my limbs, my fingers barely had any strength to close and my eyes couldn''t see much more than shadows past the mark of a meter. It wasn''t long till sleep had conquered me, dozing off on my mother''s embrace. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * It has been a few days since my birth, I been slowly managing to communicate with my parents, the pair act incredibly childish for their apparent age. As for age, I was taught that age here usually counted like number of reincarnations over 50, so my parents are pretty young by the world¡¯s standards, Dad''s 22 years old and mom''s around 21. I kind of don¡¯t count, but they are rounding up to 1 for my sake. They have slowly been explaining things to me after they confirmed I understood them and had a ''normal'' level of intelligence. So far this is a resume of the most basic rules about this world, Reincarnia: * Everyone here''s been through the reincarnation system at least a thousand lives going on if not more. Most accepted hypothesis¡¯ that life experiences add weight to the soul as they pile up on top of it, each reincarnation wipes that off, but as souls live long lives not all is scrapped off the soul¡¯s surface, with enough experiences the soul starts to remember previous lives. Stolen story; please report.With previous lives¡¯ experiences, it becomes easier to pile more on top, making the soul ¡®heavier¡¯ in some way, and this place has a special gravity for souls, making them get attracted and fall to it with each It¡¯s usually after the 900th life they start having a chance to pop in here, I think that¡¯s where the count for age comes, they are technically adults in reincarnating. * A soul can''t escape from Reincarnia, the same gravity that pulls long lived souls into here keeps them in. So you have a big chance to find people again after their deaths, they will just have changed their looks. Whatever system is occupied with this place¡¯s souls, is complicated enough that people hardly can guess where they will end. * For the matters above, there''s a window of grace for souls who have just reincarnated, it''s not nice when you are reborn under people you hold an enmity with. * People are not necessary smarter for living multiple times, maybe wiser, but apparently souls carry their knowledge with them, but experiences can muddle through the time, different places, different cultures and people end committing terrible faux-passes everywhere. It''s never nice if you forget that you should bless someone for sneezing or clock them on the jaws. * There''re no schools, Yay! but there''re no places to teach new souls the ropes of this world. It''s usually taught by the parents or the nearest town chief, elder, or wise man between other possible professions. * This place''s big, like big big, like BIG big big. To put things in scale, this place has been going from the start of the existence, there''re an unobservable amount of universes and realities, meaning that reincarnating souls come to this place in huge amounts. And this place houses all those souls and previous too. Also, calling this place world is just a name, it¡¯s easier to say it¡¯s a plane, a pretty fucked up plane that bends on itself, parts of it have torn off and curled to appear circular, others appear like Mobius strips, etc¡­ * Souls do have ways to escape Reincarnia. One can achieve true reincarnation and clean their souls completely; this will erase all of their experiences, removing the weight off their souls and letting them fly off on death. They can also reach godhood, this will let souls receive Divinity and be strong enough to escape Reincarnia by their own means (Though I been told the Bureaucracy behind gods it''s a hell on itself). And one can be summoned to another world, this usually is only temporary (first option is too, but takes much longer through natural course) souls gravitate back to this place even in life if they are heavy enough. I think there was more, but oh well, I think that''s what I got for all my parents taught me in just a week or so. I feel I''m strongly forgetting about some implications. Oh well, looks like dad just came back to the house. I look inquisitive to the box he''s holding. ¡°Hey Champion, I know you may be having a hard time with all this new stuff, so you Dad decided to get you a pet¡± He opens the box and out comes a white rabbit, for its small size I would say it¡¯s not been on the world for long ¡°With someone your age you will have at least a friend to rely on, and taking care of a pet it¡¯s always great for your character¡± I look at the bunny, clich¨¦ ball of fur, white all over except for its red eyes and pink nose. ¡°Bow Down Before Me Mortal, I''m the Mighty Red Dragon!¡± An almost squeaky voice comes from the drag...*ehem*...bunny. And then it hit me. Right, that implication, every soul''s a reincarnation, all animals and monster included. Chapter 3 Chapter 3 - Who''s the pet?, a few years and new family. It''s been almost twelve weeks since I was born, in this time my parents have been really good with me. I¡¯ve been learning a lot of the world and my new body. My training is about to start, but this was also the first time my parents have discussed about something in front of me. Mind it, they didn¡¯t discuss angrily about what road I should take on my body training, they bickered like children in the schoolyard about who had the best older brother. ¡°He has to follow the same training program I used, there¡¯s nothing better than weight and exertion training¡± He flexed his arm, showing how the muscles bulked up with the simple motion. Let¡¯s describe my father for a moment, he¡¯s about 1.96 meters tall, his skin can be described tanned and with a constant glow to it, this is apparent result of his work, qi/life force training has certain tells, and a shine on the muscles is a pretty basic one. He¡¯s not bulky, but one can easily see the well worked muscles. His name is Lucio Diamante, for what little I been around, I managed to piece that he has living mostly in low or no magic worlds, not to call him a muscle brain, but he likes thing simpler. ¡°With current healing spells there would be no repercussions and hard work will build great character!¡± I turned my head to my mother to listen to her point. ¡°Maybe if there wasn¡¯t a magic density like there¡¯s in this world. He will get the same amount of results if not more from simple meditation exercises, you also got to remember what type of power he has¡± Mother rebuked my father. Mother was a slim woman, opposite to my father on the spectrum and more of a brain-over-matter. She¡¯s 1.75 meters, delicate figure, and milky white skin with blue curly hair. Her name¡¯s Myra Diamante and father took her surname when they married. Opposite to my father, she has lived mostly in magical and spiritual world. Thankfully they gave me the final choice after presenting both, sadly I have to say that laziness and the idea of having to spend days running with increasing weights scared. I went with mom''s choice of training; I almost instantly regretted that as she started a victory dance in front of the three of us. Yes, three, the furball is now part of the family, dad may have said pet, but he legally adopted it into the family. The furball is a recently reincarnated soul and for what they say, going from dragon to bunny declares some screw up in the karma department, it either did something really bad or insulted the wrong person. Dad and Mom have explained me that there''s certain level of predisposition in reincarnation, Karma, as it''s normally called. Good and bad actions balance, being born a dragon means a huge amount of karma in your favor (or having pulled strings somewhere). This doesn¡¯t mean that you can¡¯t be evil and a dragon, it just usually means pleasing someone powerful enough to put you in the correct line. But going from dragon to bunny in one death is usually reserved for genocide or cursing the wrong god. The bunny''s obviously not cooperating and talking about their previous life, but it doesn¡¯t appear blood thirsty enough to have committed massive amounts of murder. Of course, lacking a great size and power didn''t stop the bunny from ordering me around to do stuff, sadly for the furball and lucky for me, I was still in no shape to move and spent most of my time simply meditating. This easily went on for a couple of months, nearing the end of my third month of life I managed to give my first steps. Something that I didn''t believe it was possible before, but my ability to not believe stuff has been thrown out of the window several weeks ago. Being able to walk also brought back the problem of having to take care of the bossy pet. The small furball was once more asking me to do stuff for them, bring food, water, etc¡­ It never stopped talking about its fond memories of eating well cooked (burnt) meat. Sadly for the bunny, it couldn¡¯t eat meat, but made up crunching on carrots, it said it was like chewing on bones once again. Being able to walk also brought me to Mom''s second step on her training, what she taught me quickly made me remember about Tai Chi and other soft Martial Arts I saw in my previous life, of course your body didn''t glow when you practiced those. By the time I was one year old, I already looked around two years old, dad and mom say it''s something about the soul influencing the body. And here it¡¯s a lot stronger than in other places. Since my soul had an adult view of me, my body grew to please, mind over body and all that. The author''s narrative has been misappropriated; report any instances of this story on Amazon. By my 18th month of life, I already looked around 3 years old, my parents told me the degree of growth was quite astonishing for someone with just one reincarnation, but again, I was the first of my kind here in Reincarnia. Time passed, and I got to my fifth year, my body now looks like I¡¯m ten. The white fur ball hasn''t pleased us with their name so far, we keep calling it fur ball. It doesn''t look pleased that we do that. It still orders me around, but lately I have seen it trying magic; It told me to stay away since Dragon Magic is dangerous, but so far we haven''t seen the results besides a really tired bunny each night. Another thing is that in these 5 years I have barely seen other people. I saw Daevas a couple more times each year, she comes around to check on my health, making sure that there''re no problems with my little experience in reincarnations. She also approved on my choice of training, deeming the other branch (my dad''s choice) barbaric. Dad wasn''t too happy after hearing that from my mom. They act so childish sometimes. But talking about childish and children, I haven''t met anyone my age, if this was some other story, I''m sure I would at least have a female friend for some silly love interest plot, but I think that''s real life for you, there¡¯re no obvious clich¨¦ developments. Things got interesting for me as one day as I was doing some meditation in the garden. ¡°Come on, bring me a carrot¡± I kept my eyes closed as I heard the fur ball pester me, its white furred body bouncing in front of me, for being hungry it was being quite active. ¡°I promise that if you do, I will reward you with the chance to see my powerful dragon magic¡± It kept boasting, the idea of seeing the bunny finally prove it was a dragon piqued my curiosity. ¡°I can''t believe you, you got to promise, or swear, or something¡± I wasn''t giving it any chances, the little thing has scammed some good fruit out of my hands before. ¡°I Swear by <> the God of Cliches, that I will show you my dragon magic if you bring me a carrot!¡± ¡®Well, didn''t that sound ominous¡¯ I couldn''t but think as I stood up, stretched my limbs and went to grab the biggest carrot in the kitchen hoping that it would give me a reason to ask for something flashy at least. I slowly walked back, noting that my parents weren¡¯t around. I found the white furball waiting, sitting on the same rock I had been meditating a few minutes ago. ¡°Here you have¡± I said and threw the large carrot over, watching the bunny catch it in the middle air. The bunny stopped and placed the carrot down ¡°It''s hard to eat such a carrot in this form, so I will show you my powerful Dragon Magic¡± I could instantly feel the energy starting to concentrate around the white furball. At the same time I heard the front door open, my parents obviously coming into the house. [TLIES SNAGDRA I IPSLH] Its voice turned heavy and profound. ¡®Looks like the furball wasn''t lying about being powerful on its previous life¡¯ I watched as energy concentrated around the bunny, turning into a blinding sphere around the bunny. I couldn¡¯t see, but I heard my parents rush to our spot. I heard my parents stand behind me as the blinding light suddenly disappeared, instead in front of us was a young girl about my age stood where the bunny once was. She stood taller than me, but only if you counted the two large white bunny ears sprouting from her head. Her skin was pale, eyes still as red as before, her childish body was covered with a white fur bikini, it remembered me certain character from a fighting game. Her hands and legs differed from the rest of her ¡®style¡¯, there were scales extending from her hands to half way up her arms; it was like she wore gloves and socks made of snake skin. The scales were a deep and fiery red, her nails were like claws. ¡°Dammit you Cliche God, this should been enough energy for a full transformation, what is this half-three-way transformation¡± I barely could chuckle as I wanted to curse that Cliche God too, looks like I found my female childhood friend. ¡°Oh my¡± I heard my mother behind me ¡°And here I was thinking about getting a daughter, a little girl would be a good addition to the family¡± She placed her hand on my head ¡°Looks like you have a sister now my son¡± And that''s how on my 5th year of second life, I got a sister. Chapter 4 Chapter 4 - More Years, More Family, More Power? The white furball had failed her transformation, apparently this wasn''t her most powerful spell and by swearing to the God of Cliches you are almost asking for a bad outcome, or at least a funny one that may or may not put you in a compromising position. So here she was, half way between a human, a dragon and a bunny, mostly human, but strong traits from the other too. Her name appeared to be nigh incomprehensible and unpronounceable names. Mom decided to call her Rudui (pronounced Roo-doo-ee) and it stuck, she doesn''t look too angry at the fact that she''s getting daughter treatment and getting pampered by our parents. This doesn¡¯t stop her from still ask me to do stuff. After said event things quickly went back to normal, as far as things can be normal here. Which basically meant more training, meditation and finally, I started to experiment with my God''s Gift, sounds great, but not so much. As to explain things again, people get to Reincarnia with as many Blessings, Perks, Advantages, and Skills as a technician may hold tools in their toolbox, and that¡¯s more than one can imagine. Me on the other hand, I got here with just 1 tool and some basic normal science world knowledge. Given this many tools and skills, they have been studied, categorized, generalized, systematized, so to say, when I got here and got my blessings tested, it got a category, a series of numbers describing its potential, flexibility and other details. To make this large mess (which turns out to be a lot of the things here), let¡¯s get an example to explain things: Say someone gets a blessing from a God of War, this blessing (usually) can be of two types, a Front Line o Back Line blessing. * Front Line is for those who are in the midst of the fight, you usually have weapon masteries, physical augmentations, Improved Intuition, etc¡­ * Back Line has tactics knowledge, willpower enhancement, improved training methods, etc¡­ And this is just to take some of the most basic, you then have Skills that can be pretty much encompass anything someone has seen in an RPG game, Encyclopedic knowledge of multiple types of realities, Contacts with beings who can even represent abstract things, etc. And then you have Power Level, which is a simplified number to represent potential, flexibility, extent, reach, etc¡­ Most simple tests can quantify the first two or three and that gives a pretty clear reading from the average. The scales of each quality go from 0, meaning none (If used on Power Level it means the absence of the power, and left for non-standard powers in the qualities), to 10, which declares the maximum (even when two people with the same Blessing and Power Level of 10 are compared, it doesn¡¯t mean they are equal since this is a simplification and there¡¯re things over PL 10). Mine sounds simple in comparison. It''s a Blessing of a Generic God; this means the God in question is from a monotheist religion or doesn''t share his area with other gods. To make it even more of a generic and simple blessing, what I got is ¡®Energy Control¡¯ with a power level of 10. This sounds great at first, but after a little though it becomes a nightmare, having a Power Level of 10 for a Control Blessing puts me in the same situation of someone having the right of flying a space shuttle but no previous experience for it, and I have to use it to go buy milk. Control type Blessings were one of the more open to internal categorization, and usually left plenty of room for their users to mimic other types of blessings. In the Internal Categorization of Control Blessings, Energy Control was Emperor. Having Power Level 10 for my Energy Control put me just below an actual God¡¯s Omnipotence. I could even control Mana and Qi, two of the most basic build blocks for most sentient things around this part of Existence. Sadly I not only lack the knowledge or experience to use this Blessing, I also lack the energy to force my will over different types of energies. In other words, I also lack the Rocket Fuel for my spaceship. My mother and Daevas soon fixed my problem, putting their knowledge together they found a simple solution to my case. Daevas put her large amounts of knowledge and experience, my mother put her knowledge of being a mother. Since my power was too vast they fixed it with a simple item, a bracelet, a cursed bracelet meant to restrain someone¡¯s powers. Stolen from its original source, this story is not meant to be on Amazon; report any sightings. Ok, this sounds worse than it actually is. Is not cursed on the way that I can''t remove it, it''s cursed on my ability to use my Blessing, since I only got one, and from a pretty generic branch of blessings, she managed to make a cursed bracelet that restrains the categories of energies that my power can control. This quickly turned out to be a salvation. To explain my case, I remember an old movie from my previous life, "X: The Man with X-Ray Vision" his power to see through things quickly turns too powerful for him, letting him see even the eye of god and making him go mad, now how much better would it be for him to have had a pair of sunglasses to tone things down? In my case, this bracelet fixes the upper edge of my power. Now, with my powers restrained, I started something called Shaping Exercises. These are simple exercises that mix meditation with normal body exercises, they are meant to improve someone¡¯s magic dexterity. It¡¯s mostly used by people with small amounts of magic power or for people to aiming for complex magic. In my case it¡¯s for both. If you compare normal magic to a medium level programing language, then Energy Control is not a low level programming language, I¡¯m directly programing with hardware. This exercises helped me improve my control over the basic energies I had access and also helped me improve my internal energy reserves when practiced along with my meditation. Going back to the story, 5 more years quickly passed. Rudui''s not bad as a sister, and anyone with a younger sister will empathize with me, she feels like a brat, but you can''t stop yourself from looking after her. My case is similar, except my younger sister beats my actual age by several times, her knowledge, power, skills and contacts beats mine too. I think she only acts the younger sister because it fits her. What I mean, is that she''s a younger sister for looking younger than me and being a total brat, not the other way around. Mom and Dad, are pretty much Mom and Dad, for a couple of people who have lived as long as them, they act young and inexperienced, sometimes I forget they wield powers I barely understand, this world really makes me feel like a child once more, not that I have lived that much, even with the amount of years I lived in this second life. Ten years of Age, I look like an adult already, one would give me between 16 and 20 years old, I actually don''t look too far from my parents, which makes things quite strange from my point of view. Nearing my tenth birthday I also go an important piece of information. ¡°My side of the family will be getting here on Friday¡¯s night; I already prepared the guest rooms. I will make sure that half of them are reserved for your side¡± My mother shouted from the kitchen as Rudui and me relaxed on the couch watching what can I only call a 3D magic TV. ¡°That''s good honey, my parents and my brother will be getting here on Saturday¡± My father placed his hand on my shoulder ¡°So we can celebrate your tenth birthday with all the family and declare you an adult¡± ¡°Wait, I have more family? How come I never saw them before? Or even heard of them?¡± I wasn''t actually that surprised that I suddenly had found my family wasn¡¯t just this 3 people. ¡°Yeah, they actually didn''t felt bothered to contact us after we got married, moved out and had you¡± My father says as he thinks for a moment. ¡°I don¡¯t think they even know about Rudui, maybe grandpa knows, but your mother¡¯s father was always a little more attentive to his family¡± ¡°What do you mean by that they didn¡¯t bother? A new family member isn''t important enough?¡± I ask, maybe a little less incredulous than I sounded. ¡°Yup, you just weren''t important enough, especially after they found about your...¡¯condition¡¯; Most of them actually made bets that you wouldn''t get to your 8th birthday. Don''t worry, Daddy bet you would get to your 10th birthday without dying¡± I could barely comment on the amount of faith my father had on me ¡°Don''t worry, I''m sure you will be happy that I will use the winnings on buying you some stuff so you can go out and prove yourself to them. After all, you were the one that lived this long. After your birthday you will be able to go out and explore the world...and leave your mother and me to have some time alone once more¡± My father whispered the last in a still quite audible level, again, I''m impressed on the amount of faith my father had on me. Chapter 5 Author Note: No, I''m not dead, neither dropped this, I thank any readers I have, hope they forgive me, this chapter had two problems, one, I rewrote it at least three times (along with the rewrites of previous chapters, so I recommend giving them a read if you though they weren''t as well written, I tried to give them a better cohesion), the other problem, is that I needed to think what will come after this, I basically have though the next 4 or 5 chapters, which gives more or less the group''s characters presentation, but nothing after that, so I decided to though it well, not much done, but a better idea of what will happen. Chapter 5 ¨C Birthday Party¡¯s First Part, Sister¡¯s Experience - - - - - - - - - - Rudui¡¯s Point of View - - - - - - - - - - I reached over to the table of food and served a little of everything onto my plate, quickly moving over to the next till I had a nice pile of assorted bite-sized dishes. It¡¯s been around 10 years since I have been reincarnated, or more like screwed over. I was one of the mighty of the dragon race. A powerful Matriarch of the Red Dragons, or I would if I had ever found a male good enough to mate with. Half of this was my high priorities on the mate I would accept, the other half was one of my blessings. Who I¡¯m kidding? It¡¯s a total curse. A blessing from Fate, the one and only, who decided to gift me with a fate-twisting ability. Each time I speak of anything that has an almost impossible chance of happen, that event will proceed to happen. This brought me my terrible title: ¡°Disaster Tongue¡±. As a blessing, there¡¯s no real way to have it removed unless I piss off the one who blessed me. And Fate¡¯s one of the few who take anything done to them as given, meaning he¡¯s not one to get pissed off at stuff that happens; was it done by chance or with evil intentions. Not all things are bad; this blessing¡¯s pretty much neutral on what it affects. Being a dragon was one of the good things that came out of it. Of course I didn¡¯t see much reason to tempt fate by using it more frequently. With the many years a dragon lives, I learned to cope with it: ¡®Don¡¯t talk much¡¯, ¡®Just give Orders¡¯, ¡®Don¡¯t comment about anything¡¯, etc¡­ But Fate¡¯s a fickle bitch, and I¡¯m pretty sure she didn¡¯t like me not using her blessing more after getting to be a dragon. Long story short, I said something along the lines of ¡°I¡¯m sure that if I die right now I won¡¯t be reborn like a bunny¡±. And lo and behold, I¡¯m dead by the last word coming out of my mouth and next thing I know is that I¡¯m a white fuzzy ball just out of my mother. I luckily managed to keep my mouth shut for long enough to get adopted as a pet, I¡¯m sure the guy, who now I call father, knew perfectly well that I was anything but a bunny. Especially around these parts of Existence, looks are the last thing you got to checkup. But looks do help. I check down my body and one could only think about the mix of a bunny girl with a dangerous predator. I must say that 10 years of this looks helped me like them. I¡¯m flexible, my legs are like springs and my claws have not lost a bit of sharpness and durability. I like to use them instead of knifes, but Mom has stated that I will only be free to do that when the table that gets cut in half is not hers. Talking about Mom and Dad, they are good people, they aren¡¯t that old, but they have accepted me quite quick and easy, got to say that it feels good to have a family. Especially that twerp, it feels good to have a gofer that does what I tell him. I look around and find him chatting with some of the close family; I think the two men that are with him are his grandparents; The twerp¡¯s keeping his ground pretty well, but they seem bent on making him call uncle under their pressure, I know their kind pretty well, they look like battle junkies. This two geezers must have known each other for long enough to make anything a bet and competition. The tale has been taken without authorization; if you see it on Amazon, report the incident. I slowly walk over and use my own aura to shield him, let everyone see that I¡¯m a good master; I take care of my subjects; As the twerp gets the pressure lifted off from him, he takes a deep breath and turns to me and smiles thanking me. I promptly ignore the obviously deserved acknowledgement, then I turn to look at the two geezers ¡°Two old men picking on a young, don¡¯t you fear that you will loose face? Not even doing it one at a time, you are ganging up on the younger generation¡± The two of them seem to have lost sight of what were they doing, both look pretty depressed, it seems it started playfully but their old rivalry ended with the twerp in the middle of their aura clashing. I promptly drag the twerp away with me as the two old men start to fight again about who started to up the bets. I drag him over to the table and make him carry a tray with food I piled up to eat, standing by the table could tempt people to talk to me and that could end terrible. ¡®At least I have him all for me. After all, I doubt another female would be interested in him¡¯. I freeze and look around, hoping Fate wasn¡¯t paying attention at my thoughts, that bitch usually keeps things down to anything I say, but I haven¡¯t given him any pleasures lately, she¡¯s bound to pay a little more attention just to have fun. I breathe a sigh of relief as nothing seems to have happened, the twerp looks at me confused as I quickly start to pile some more food and drag him over to the edge of the party. Yes, it¡¯s his birthday but most people here are taking this as a family meeting, everyone greeted us into the family and then went to chat with people they haven¡¯t seen in a long time or decided not to see, till today. We sit down on a bench looking over the party and the twerp places the food between us. He seems to be going sappy and thanking me for being around and a good sister, pfff, like I¡¯m doing this for him, I just need a good loyal subject to do what I tell them, I would be a terrible Queen if I didn¡¯t at least keep him safe. I watch a female about our age part from the party and come over to where we are, a cold sweet grows on my back, I fear that I may have screwed again. She stands in front of us, she¡¯s pretty tall now that I see her well, about 2 meters tall, her hair¡¯s fire red and held back in a ponytail, her eyes were as red as her hair, now, the surprise was her body, she¡¯s not only stacked, but she¡¯s fit as any high-class warrior, her muscles are perfectly marked, incredibly, she still sports a pretty feminine figure. It doesn¡¯t help that she¡¯s wearing such skimpy clothes, which female would wear chest bindings and a worn-out training gear, her pants look like shorts and her jacket¡¯s kept open by her large chest. ¡°Ha ha ha! So you are the birthday boy? A pleasure to meet you my name¡¯s Arthu¡­I mean Artemis, you can call me Art for short¡± She brazenly opens the conversation and extends her hand to the twerp, who quickly shakes it but also makes a pained expression as her grip must be about to mush his bones into powder. There¡¯s something so familiar about her, I can¡¯t put it into words, but, I felt her aura before¡­Art, Art, Arthu¡­ ¡°Well, nice to know you too, I think I heard my uncle name you, then you must be my cousin, my name¡¯s¡­¡± ¡°Arthur?! Martial Arts king Arthur?¡± I completely loose it, I fall back and start laughing like a maniac, I barely stop to regain my breath but as I see her blushing I break down once more. ¡°Can¡¯t believe it, King of Martial Arts Arthur is now the Queen Artemis, oh god, this is just golden¡± I just can¡¯t stop rolling on the grass, I look over and she¡¯s totally red, her whole face looks like a tomato, her skin¡¯s as red as her eyes and hair. I was crying so hard that I totally miss when she clocked me out with just one punch.