Chapter 2:

“I am not dead?...”

“Ah, you are finally awake boy, come quick, alas; we have awaited a month for this and almost lost hope.” A hooded man who was currently looking after the boy said.

This small commotion would have normally caused no stir, but the tranquility of the land and the profound silence within the cave made the others gather quickly. Seeing the boy awake, they quickly get back in role and prepared for what was to come.

“Boy, we are the seven mages of fate, the ones who as you may know, reside over the fates of the beings in this plane. This plane which we are in is different from your own plane boy. There is a great destiny waiting for you to accomplish, although we are late due to you being unconscious, we must start he ritual immediately.” Hooded mage of fate #1.

“Boy, we will send you to a planet, as you call it, on which you will be born anew. You will keep your memories, but what you do from there is up to you. We have seen a great destiny for you, one which may or may not come to pass based on what you decide to do. You may consider this your second chance at life boy.” Hooded mage of fate #2.

“You have yet to tell me where I am, yet you start babbling nonsense, what other planet, what plane, explain clearly old man.” Boy.

“There is no time for such, we will send you there immediately. You may feel some discomfort but deal with it…” Hooded mage of fate #3.

“Hold it, what is goi--…”

The boy was unable to get his final words out before the mages had started chanting loudly. Seconds later, the space surrounding the group had started to distort, causing the boy to feel nauseous. The usual uncaring boy was surprised out of his mind at the turn of situations, but he also understood, this was the thing he was looking for, adventure, fun, and change to his monotone lifestyle. No longer would he be who he was, if what these creeps in over sized robes was correct, he was being sent to a new world. A new world! There was much he could do in this new world, but he yet did not know what type of world it was, and until he did he could only dream. He had several ideas in mind, but one prioritized above the others. What could possibly be more interesting than gaining power and following the path of conquest? If this world was anything like he thought he would be, then his predefined path was ascertain. World conquest it was. But the boy was not conceited; he would take it one step at a time.

Slowly everything got dark, the boy had lost consciousness it seemed.

“Think he will be alright?” HMoF #7.

“It is not for us to judge, we may only observe, and let fate play its course. Whether the boy takes control of his own destiny or not, is up to him. We have laid out the base for him, it is up to him to go on with it.” HMoF #6.

“Smart ass.” HMoF #3.

‘It is dark’ thought the boy as he gained consciousness. He could feel that he was in a contained space, the walls around him seemed to be made of a living squishy substance. ‘This is new’. But just as the boy had started to look around, he heard faint but clear voices (They were loud but wall was in the way).

“Push, My Lady, push, the child is coming out!” Mysterious voice #1.

“Oh shut up doctor, I have done this before, I know what to do, UGGGGHHHHHHHHH…” Mysterious woman.

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“Calm down dear, and do as the good doctor says, the child is almost out, HAHAHAHAHAHAHA, it seems I will be a father once again!” Mysterious man.

As the voices conversed, the boy felt the walls of his confinement start squeezing him. They were sending him towards an opening. The boy could see faint light coming from the opening, no doubt being the world outside his current confines.

‘If what I hear is correct, then I have been reborn… I am a baby now?’ The boy thought as he was slowly but surely being pushed out further and further out into the opening. Eventually the boy was completely pushed out of his confines, and as he opened his eyes to observe, he was blinded with a sudden flash of light to bright for him, causing him to once again close these eyes.

Most newborns would cry in such a situation, but the boy simply closed his eyes and tried to let his eyes rest before opening them once again to look around. Looking around, he saw a handsome man in his middle age. He appeared to be human. He had black hair, blue eyes, and an angular face. Many would agree that this man definitely had a pleasant face to look at. ‘So this man is my father, interesting…”

Looking around once again, the boy noticed an unparalleled beauty. In his past life he had seen many models on tv and magazines. But this women was in a whole other league altogether. She had a beautiful face, with an equally beautiful body, one would not believe she had just given birth. She was a brunette, with the brightest green eyes, ones which caused the boy to start at them for a couple moments before he was able to look away once again. ‘This woman must be my mother then, my parentage in this world seems to be extraordinary…’

Finally, there was an average looking man in a white robe, seemingly the doctor.

“It is a boy my lady, my lord. You must name him as I am required to record it in the archives to the Avalon library.”

“What shall we name him dear, should he have been a girl I would have had the perfect one.” *pouts* Mother.

“Haha, don’t worry my dear wife, I had always wanted a son, and I have just the name for him. My son, you will grow up to be a great man. Your life will no doubt be filled with great adventure and danger. For that, I shall name you… Valiant, Valiant of the house Leardnarnd!” Father.

“Valiant, I like that, so shall he be. Good doctor, his name shall from forevermore be Valiant Leardnarnd!” Mother.

“Yes my lady, my lord, I will record it immediately.” The doctor says as he quickly exits the room.

‘Valiant, huh? Very well, it will do as a fine name in this world. I seem to be noble born. Good, it will make getting information much easier. Privileges of nobles are always a good thing. But with this, it seems this world is still in the medieval times. Well… This shall make it all the more interesting. Let me begin my new life, and this time it will be different, this time I will not allow myself to be confined to the mundane lifestyle to be previously. This world… I will make it mine!’

The boy silently made a vow to himself. Thus begins the adventure and tale of the boy, Valiant Leardnarnd, as he strives to achieve his goal, the world. Will it truly happen, or will he be unable to do so. Only time will tell, and fate shall dictate. What has destiny in store for this boy?

To be continued…