Dark. If one word had to describe this place that would be it. All around me is pitch black darkness, deep, oppressive and if being real a little scary. I can't even see my hand when it's right in front of me. Is this death?
Shit, I really died saving that girl. Well at-least it was doing something heroic and not pathetic. I can't count the amount of times I considered offing myself but just couldn't bring myself to do it.
Damn it's really dark, it's as if I'm drowning in the darkest ink you can imagine except I'm not drowning, I'm just falling through it. If this is death it's even more boring than earth! Sitting here for who knows how long with just your thoughts cannot be good for your psyche.
It does feel comfortable though, probably what being wrapped in a warm hug feels like.
Suddenly I feel a strong suction force and a bright white light. I try to shield my eyes but my arms can't move to cover them. Wait, did I even have arms while I was in here? Well to late to think about that now I guess. Hold on, this feels strangely familiar? Like I've done this before… I'm being reincarnated aren't I. The light grows brighter and brighter, I can't tell if I'm moving to it or it's moving to me but whatever it is, I know it's better than this dark world.
Hopefully it's a magical place and not stupid earth and its rich people.
The suction force becomes stronger and I feel my body being pushed through the light, into a new world.
I feel something grab me and I'm finally taken away from my darkness fully passing through the light.
Why is a large face in front of me? Wait, is this the one that grabbed me? Looking around I see a woman who had clearly just done something exhausting looking at me with love and adoration. Love hurts, I don't know why but it does, hurts as if my soul is being squeezed. But with it comes warmth like the sun casting its gaze on me.
The first thing that pops into my mind after looking at her is: Beautiful. Perfect ash grey hair—neither sickly nor old, just healthy, almost regal. It matched her perfectly. Her tired, loving hazel eyes gazed at me, full of warmth. Speaking of me… I pick up my hand and see it's incredibly small and these giant people, yea I definitely was just born. Anyways back to who I assume is my mother. She would have easily been a super duper model on… wait what is the place I come from? I can't remember anything actually from before that warm, dark place I was just in.
Meh, prolly isn't important now if I forgot. I keep looking around and see a smiling hulk of a man, I'm talking like this dude is freaking ripped, chiseled, whatever you call it he has it.
He also looks at me with those eyes my mother had for me. Love. His big bright blue eyes, black hair, and whole body screams that he cares for me.
I feel myself tearing up not cause it's a new place, no this is from raw emotion. I don't know where it comes from but that look of love crushes me. Why is this so important to me? Do I feel grief for someone else? No, this is coming from me.
I start crying uncontrollably, the lady who I assume is the midwife brings me to my mother. She reaches out and carefully hugs me so my small body isn't crushed. Warmth and comfort is all I feel from her and my emotions wash away, I feel at home, like the sun is once again washing its rays through me cleaning those feelings from my bones.
"Welcome Kade Thalore, my son" the big man says, or I guess now my father. That gaze is still on me, watching me closely.
I try to say thank you but it just comes out as a jumbled noise.
"Ghgehheg"
"Oh wow he's already trying to talk? Is that normal Celena?" My mother asks, questioning my oh so advanced speech.
"Lady Valentine, that's certainly not normal. But I'd call it a blessing. He'll be clever—marked by fate, maybe." The lady I'm just gonna assume is a midwife replies.
Mwhahahahah lady I didn't need you to tell me I'm special!
"Look at that Orion, our first son is blessed"
"That he is, he will make a fine mage, maybe even have a good affinity rank!". My father, Orion, agre- hold on he did say mage right? Finally my wish has come true, maybe I don't know what that wish was but I do know that my body instantly felt happier hearing mage.
I look up from my hug and into my mothers eyes, copying her face into my mind.
"Oh wow, Orion, look—his eyes are just like yours. No… even brighter, and deeper. He's beautiful, oh he's so cute I could stare into his eyes forever!"
"He's got your hair too. Grey, like ash after a fire. I can already hear the voices of noble girls lining up." A deep laugh, one only a father can have, follows his prediction of my future love life.
"Those girls will not lay a hand on him until he has graduated from an academy and living on his own if I have anything to say about it". A dangerous look flashes through her eyes, and she grins mischievously. I fear for any girls I might attract in the future if what they say about my features is true.
"Oh, and if he chases after them?" My father questions my ability to keep myself in check. I shoot him a glare and squint my eyes but nobody takes notice.
"He will be locked in his room if it must be done". Well can't let that happen can I. Closing my eyes and snuggling closer into my mothers hug I drift off. One last thought passing through my mind. Whatever this life holds, I won't let it be wasted.