Rebirth in Aetheria: The Rise Of The Underdogs
Reborn

When I opened my eyes, the first thing I saw was a blinding light, so I couldn't see anything. And I started to blink my eyes so that my vision returned clearly. After my vision had begun to see clearly, I realized that there was a woman who looked at me, maybe the age of the woman was approximately 25 years, and also she was a beautiful woman.

On the other hand there was a young man of roughly the same age. He seems to be smiling at me. Then he kissed the woman who was waiting for why you were so friendly in front of a dying person.

The two of them looked at me with warm smiles and spoke, yet the strange words were vague and elusive. Do they speak English?

The man talked to the woman but her face was filled with fear of the woman, yet I had absolutely no idea what she was talking about.

But the woman suddenly lifted my body and carried me like a baby. This does not make sense, I am a high school boy can be carried easily. Then the woman took my hand. When I looked at my hand I was surprised, because my hand suddenly shrank. I who did not understand at all just fell silent and could not believe what had happened this time.

Let's jump for a month.

Apparently I had been reborn, I learned that after the woman lifted my body up to carry and saw my tiny hand. But the question is why I still have memories of my previous life. Strange it feels with this little body but has the memory of a teenage boy? Not that I was complaining, exactly. But who would imagine being reborn but having memories of a previous life.

The two people I first saw when I came were definitely my parents. They seem to have only one child and that child is me. And I realized I wasn't in my city just yet. The language is different from the language I used, and again their face does not reflect Asian. They also wore clothes that looked very ancient like in medieval times. Household appliances are made very roughly out of wood. Wherever this is, it doesn't seem like a developed country. Or maybe I am reborn in the past?

Half a year passed

During these 6 months I became familiar with the language my parents spoke. Maybe because I always hear them talking. And also because my brain is still learning so I can learn quickly. I also have an unusual ability to remember things. Or maybe it's because it's an influence on my memory in my previous life

At the moment I can figure it out and I'm very happy, maybe this is my biggest achievement right now because I already have control of my new body.

As I was making my way around the house I suddenly fell out of my chair trying to get on that chair. “Brug.”

“Darling you are okay?” My mother said, surprised that I suddenly fell down, and then she held me and stroked my head.

“What is this?” Said my father as he walked over to me and my mother.

“He just fell but he didn't cry at all?” Mother wonders.

“Wah turned out strong blood from her father decreased to her son.” Said my father while laughing at himself.

“But I was worried after she was born to date she has never cried.”

“She also doesn't cry now?”

I would be very embarrassed if I cried because I was hungry or fell, my embarrassing moments are when I always dirty my pants, because I can't go to the bathroom.

Although I can only frame but I learned very much from my ability to move, starting from this house is not a poor family house even though the roof and floor are wood, wood, wood, and, but this is a rich man's house with 4 bedrooms and a place I've never been since the door was locked.

But just moving makes me bored and very want to feel like playing games in front of a computer that I used to play during my old life. While spending time I took a chair and pushed it near the window to look at the surroundings. And when I look behind the window, a very wide view is plastered there with hills and also houses of people who are far away. Perhaps the place I live in today is in the hills far from the city. I can't see telephone poles or street lights, not even power plants. And also in the old life, I heard that in the developed countries they flow electricity through the underground. But after 6 months here my parents never used electricity.

My gaze was fixed on my father who was swinging a sword in front of the courtyard with very muscular muscles. Had he not had a job until he had to play the sword, it should have been spent working instead of messing around like that. Or perhaps my guess is correct, if I am reborn in the middle ages.

Uh oh in shock I slipped on the chair I was carrying, my hand tried to grab the chair but it didn't reach. I was furthest away and my head hit the floor, the sound of a buzz sounded like a punch. I saw my mother bring her hands to her mouth her face was very pale when I fell.

Relax I'm used to being beaten, but be careful my head I just fell.

Given how panicked he was, I must have had a pretty severe fall, or else I might have a concussion. My head was throbbing with the incident and the pain was in my head.

He looked at me carefully, from the look on his face it was seen that the injury I was experiencing was quite serious. He put his hand over my head. “Maybe this will make you better..” He started. “In the light of the Aetheralis, I close the healing power with holy energy, I transfer the healing and freshness of healing wounds and diseases, restore the body and mind of the Aetheria dharmony, may the healing light up – Healing.”

What the fuck? Whether I am being used, or this is an affectionate speech, it turns out this family is very strange, it is a fantasy world until it has to cast a spell.

But as I thought about it, my mother's hand shone with a green dim light, and the pain in my head suddenly disappeared..

“This is it.” Said. “Now it will be better. You know Arthur's mother used to be an adventurer in one of the guilds that is quite famous.” He said while bragging himself.

What is it, my mind was spinning thinking of the words from my mother. Swords, adventurers, spells, healing. What exactly just happened?

Suddenly my father heard my mother's screams coming from behind the door. “What's wrong?”

“We should pay more attention to Arthur.” Reprimand my mother. “she just got on the chair and fell.”

My father seemed calmer than usual. “Let's love, willed a boy and will later become a man, he must have a lot of energy to do anything.”

“Honey she is not even one year old, however the children are children.”

My dad smiled. “Despite her falling again, you can heal her back.”

“I'm very worried, if he is seriously injured I can't cure him.”

“He will be fine.” My father convinced her.

My mother immediately hugged me tightly while taking me to a different room from their bed. Then he tried to put me to sleep with a song that I didn't know either.

But I may have fallen asleep with just a song. Then my mother patted my back gently, and suddenly I felt sleepy. There's no way this is magic anymore, and I fell asleep.

A few days passed, I now paid more attention to hearing my parents' conversations, as I did so I noticed they were using a lot of words that seemed foreign to me and I had never known them. Most of them discuss such as the name of the country, the territory area is clear that all I have never heard before.

Actually I do not want to draw conclusions now-now, but certainly this is not the world where I came from or the earth. But a different world, a world of sword and magic.

If I live in this world, a world of high fantasy, I can live as an ordinary person a sign of having to fear being oppressed again. And if I fail in this life I will rise again, I don't want my new life to be the same as my old life.

My old self died with regret without being able to do anything, frustration and failure. Now reborn to be, and I know all my mistakes that will help me live my life better

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