I lived a short life.

If you could even call it a life that is.

What do I remember about it? Nothing really. It's all hazy and sometimes I think it's just a dream I remember. 

What was my name? I'm not sure

How did I die? Couldn't tell you

But there were still a few fond memories, a blur, but still something I could hold onto. If there was any proof that I did have a life.

It was a simple life. I wasn't anyone special - I don't think.

From what I could tell I was a single child? I think and had 2 parents. Well I'm assuming I did. If there was anything that had my attention if was games. It seems I loved this concept called games. 

It was weird that over everything this was my most clear memory. Maybe it was my escape or possibly my only hobby. Who knows? 

To describe this game to you, you had a character, who had an inventory and there was powers. That's all I have. Great description, I know, thanks. 

Before I realised it my eyes opened once more. Crying? And some muffled voices speaking. Was i crying? What was happening? I could feel my body being bounced up and down, was i being held? What was i seeing? It took me a minute. 

 I was a baby. I didn't get far in my previous life so well being at this stage again was frustrating. I had just gotten my own free will to end up back as a baby was a setback i couldn't help but be angry at. 

If anything i should be grateful at this opportunity. Atleast I was conscious. I'll remember my days from the very first this time. 

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It made me think. Was I smart in my last life? I mean. Who else could understand their situation so quickly at such a young age. I must have been some form of once in a millennium genius. 

Back to the point. I was alive once again. I had a new chance and this time I was certain to make it far. I'll live a long life filled with joy. I'll have my own family and be rich. That was my goal for this life. Nothing crazy. Rather simple, I mean, I feel like this is as basic as it gets.

Nothing wrong with that though. Sometimes simple is best. I'll be trapped in this small body but once I get my control back I'll become a stellar existence to this world! 

Goodbye to my previous, short life. Where I died at the tender age of....15. 

[6 Years Later]

Quite sometime had passed. To give you a brief of my situation it seems like my world is different to my previous one. Something felt off, from what I remember if there was one word to describe my past it would be futuristic. 

However, this world seemed a lot more new? If that was the way to describe it. Hmm. Maybe medieval was the right word. 

Moving on, I have 2 amazing parents, my father, Zen Kinsworth and my mother Shiela Kinsworth. Again, I was alone with no siblings but well that was fine. 

We are a simple family. Humble, my dad is a carpenter with a small business shop which was also the front of our house. And my mother was your typical housewife. 

Money wasn't overflowing but it was enough to put food on the table and also provide a stable happy life for all of us. 

I liked this house. We had 3 bedrooms, a toilet which had a bath. The downstairs had the front room, which was the shop - Kinsworth Carpenters. Connected to a room which was our living room. It had a couch and a table where we would eat. If you could call it a kitchen then go for it but it was in the living room. 

A small section which had everything you really needed. A little packed but cozy. There was one more room, which would typically be the kitchen in a normal house but for us it was a storage room. To help run the shop. 

It was a rather big house. Or it felt like it was. I haven't seen much of this world yet but from what I know my grandfather had a hefty sum saved up which with the help of more saving up from my dad allowed us to have a home like this. 

That's my situation. There is more to it though. For example i can speak now. Great. I'm also capable of more than what your average 6-year old should be, I mean it makes sense but from my parents perspective they were shocked. 

Like when they tried teaching me how to walk and speak I was able to grasp it quickly. They then tried pushing it with teaching me simple maths but ofcourse I understood it very quickly.

I didn't know the concepts beforehand to clear up. It was more so my soul got familiar with it faster as it remembers a similar concept. So, although I did understand it faster I wasn't a once in a lifetime genius. 

The neighbours kid ~ Norton Finwell caught up to my ability in the field a week later after we got taught something. 

Yes. The neighbours kid was brought to my house to learn with me. My mother was quite well taught so she was asked to teach him with me in return for a few more coin. Who was my neighbour? Well the 7-year old Norton and his 3-year old sister Dafine, along with his two parents Zack and Rose Finwell. 

Our families got along well. Dafine was too young to learn so she wouldn't come over and I wasn't really sure what their parents did. I think Rose was like my mom but Zack was an unfamiliar entity. 

This was my new life. And I'm very excited for what the future holds!