My birth goes by in a blur. Fading in and out of conciousness I have just enough time to get a look at my birth parents. My father is tall and broad shouldered whilst my mother is small and frail from giving birth. Seeing them nearby brings me an odd feeling of comfort, and sleep takes a hold of me.

I wake to find myself in a casket surrounded by the wailing of other babies. Already missing the parents I'd only gotten only a glimpse of, I fight against the urge to cry. Immediately reprimanding myself for almost doing so. What were these emotions? They were weak. I'm not a child, I'm a man.

Putting the event down to my current body being that of a child, I banish all thoughts of my new parents. Instead choosing to focus on my plan for the future.

Arcan had mentioned something about my powers crossing over with me to this world. Time to test that out. Sending my awareness into my body I search for the familiar power source. Having done this hundreds of times before I soon locate it, a red aura that brightly glowed from my entire being. But it seems slightly more intense than last I'd looked. Had my power grown?

AwakeningBy sending your mind within your body, you have awakened your first power.

+2 Mana

+2 Intelligence

First Power: Master of the ArcaneVariationElemental, EnchantingTypeRarePower1The power to control Earth, Air, Fire and Water. Can imbue inanimate objects with power

Wait what?!

My vision was completely obscured by the notification. Had someone put a curse on me? I'd done this same technique thousands of times and nothing like this had ever happened!

Panic began to grow within me, the messages weren't leaving. Would I be stuck in an existence like this for the rest of my life? No, that wouldn't happen. Not to me.

Focusing on my breathing I calm myself down and will the message to disappear. At first nothing happens but then slowly, it begins to fade away. Releasing a sigh of relief my face pulls a baby like smile. That was one situation taken care of.

But then the content of the messages hits me. Power level 1 is to be expected, probably means I'm starting from  scratch. Elemental powers were expected as well, I'd mastered fire in my past life. But enchanting? I'd never studied that during training, it never seemed useful.

Now what were those Mana and Intelligence stats? Could it be that was what Arcan had meant by having 50 points to spend?

My thoughts on the matter came to a close as the doors to the baby ward opened. Two women in white gowns lift me from my cradle and carry me to my parents. Feeling safe in their arms I quickly fall asleep.

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Thion Reynold POV

Thion Reynold held his son in his arms. A soft smile breaking his usual stoic face. Looking over to his wife Lucy he couldn't help but return the sparkle in her eyes with one of his own. This was the happiest day of his life, he was a father! Watching the child sleeping whilst curled up against his chest caused his heart to well up, a tear forming in his eye.

Passing the boy to his wife he raised his hand and swept it away.

“Not in public.” He told himself.

They stayed at the hospital for over a week. Lucy had gone through birthing difficulties and the doctors wanted to make sure she was healthy, Thion refused to leave her side for even a minute. When alone the two would talk of their future with the child, and it filled Thion's heart with warmth. Lucy wanted to move back to their home town, raise the boy there. Thion on the other hand wanted to stay in the city, near to the Academy. But he knew that wherever she wanted to go, he would follow.

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A week later they were discharged from the hospital. Carrying their son in their arms they proudly marched out the front door. Walking Lucy to the car, Thion helped her get in and then put the baby in her arms.

“Have you thought on the name?” He asked.

Lucy smiled and looked down at her son. Her little Lucas.

….....

It's been several months since I woke up at the house. At first I'd been scared by the change, but the presence of my parents distilled all fears I had. The house itself is fairly large, situated in a rural area. I can't understand my parents yet, but from the way they move about the house I gather that it's new for them as well.

With my body being weak I try my best to gain an advantage in this world. First came language. The sooner I learnt it the sooner I could begin progression. My father would watch the magical box every morning, where a tiny man within spoke to him. I think it was called a T.V, whatever that means. But it seemed a great source of information so I put my full focus on what was being said and the meaning behind it.

A few weeks passed and it looked to be working. Every time I spent a while learning from the TV a +1 Intelligence notification appeared. Each time it did I found the information from the TV easier to process. That's when I realised that the Intelligence stat helps to improve brain function. It seems almost like a cheat compared to the hours of study one would have had to of done back in Algrai.

But the results were great, at roughly 3 months old I was able to understand the language almost perfectly. However, I learnt that I wasn't expected to be able to talk for months yet. Not wanting to draw unwanted attention to myself I played the typical illiterate child.

Some other things I learnt was that the language was called English and that I lived in a country called America. Or was it a continent? I'd look into it later I decided.

Throughout this time my parents seemed to dote on me. My father would leave the house for the day, but my mother cared for me non stop.. When father returned at night we would play around. I felt.....complete.

Years pass and now I'm 5 years old. My intelligence for my age is astronomical, throughout the years I' d started reading books and the +1 Intelligence stat had continued to pop up. At 1 yr 4 months old I'd started speaking to my parents, slowly at first to avoid suspicion, but then more and more as times past. As such they believed me to have great intelligence by not on a genius level. Exactly as I wanted it.

Currently I'm reading a book on the Power System in this world. As everyone had an ability, your social standing depended on how many powers you had and of what quality. An A class power would be something like super strength whilst a D class power would be something like partially enhanced strength. My Mastery of the Arcan ability was classified as either A class or B class, but it was hard to categorise.

The number of powers one had was equally important to social standing. Having 1 power is considered average, 2 above average and 3 elite. Any more than 3 and you were classified as God Class. Currently there were 178 God Class Citizens across the world. It was a pretty select club.

But as I finished the book mother walked into the room. With information that sent my stomach plummeting.

“Lucas, It's time for your first day of school!”