A glistening, golden droplet of water cascades through a lush green tree. The droplet travels from leaf to leaf, branch to branch, reflecting the golden rays of the sun. Eventually, it lands on the head of a young, unaware sleeping boy, awakening him with its refreshing, cool touch.

Sun was at the zenith; the teetering crickets and chirping birds brought a vibrant breathing life to the scenery. The young boy blinked twice, his azure blue eyes trying to make sense of his surroundings.

"Hm?! Since when did we get a big tree in our dorm room?"

A young childish voice reverberated in the empty field, yet no answer came back.

The young boy tried to get up but the jolt of pain originating from the back of his head made him wince in agony. With pain also came some unknown memories that were not his.

Damian Sunblade was the boy's name. The fifth child of the noble house Sunblade. The boy had lived mostly a carefree life of solitude, where no one other than his maid even talked to him. But a strong memory of a certain day was etched into the small boy's mind when he had to attend a dinner with his estranged family. Where his father proclaimed that he was to leave for the House Goldilocks, where the rest of his education would commence. The young boy could not understand why he had to leave his home and started acting stubbornly in protest, though he paid a heavy price for his stubbornness this time. He fell from the top of the tree where he had somehow climbed up to show his stark disagreement with the unreasonable situation.

"What the hell...!? Don't tell me...."

"Young master... Are you okay?"

Before Damian could even think for a minute about his newfound strange situation a beautiful voice came from somewhere far from him mixed with hurried footsteps and shortness of breath.

"Young mas... Ahhh! What happened? Young master, your head... So much blood..."

The young boy tried to feel the back of his head but his hand was also bruised and hurt when moved, so he just let it be. The maid came running towards him and started shouting various names and also started to move her hand to bring a strange flask with a yellow liquid but before she could bring it towards the boy he already blacked out.

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With a sudden jolt, Damian woke up in his bed. Everything was dark but the slight moonlight from the open window helped him to adjust to this shadowy nightlight. It was a room just like any other except for the fact that everything reminded him of some fantasy movie.

There were candles to light, clothes woven from cheap-looking materials, and the weirdest and most eye-catching thing was an empty armoured soldier adorned with metallic Armour in the side of the room.

"Definitely not my dorm room!"

Ben who was now called Damien stared at the slightly visible night sky from his new room. He could not deny it, some way and somehow he was now in the body of a 5-year-old boy. The memories were proof, but even without them after seeing that maid he had to believe it. Only fantasy worlds would have maids with fluffy ears and bushy tails.

"The last thing I remember was cramming for my post-grad finals... Did I die?"

"Sigh.... Maybe I shouldn't have pulled so many all-nighters!"

Damian used to be a student at a prestigious university, pursuing the degree of masters in Chemistry. But now he was a 5-year-old kid in some noble lord's house.

Being an orphan, he tried his best to make a good career for himself, to become independent which was one and only goal in his life that was probably why death was not that big of a shock to him. No one would mourn for him anyway, maybe some fellow roommates whom he called friends.

Another reason for his lack of feelings towards losing Earth permanently was the memories of the young Damian Sunblade. This world had something that broke all the norms or scientific rules of his previous world - Magic!

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According to the memories he was the fifth son of a noble house yet something was wrong with either his birth or something else that made everyone avoid him like some bug not worth their attention. And for some reason, a neighbouring wealthy Baron family offered him their only daughter's hand in marriage, so Damian is supposed to live with his new family from now on.

"Like hell I would marry some brat ! I am 22 years old for goodness sake!"

"But it doesn't matter right now, I will find some way to get away from all this noble nonsense. Not like I have any future here except serving others."

Being independent was his goal and being in a different world doesn't change anything. More importantly, Damian was fascinated by the strange phenomenon that was the existence of magic. How in the world does this co-exist with the rules of physics?

"Where was it again? hmm.. yes.."

Damian grabbed the square metal piece that was on his side table and stared at the unique symbols etched into it.

This was what this world's people called a status tool. Damian touched it with both his hands thinking about his identity and said,

"Activate!"

A hologram of a transparent blue screen was visible on top of the square metal tool showing the status of the young boy.

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Name: Damian Sunblade Lv.1

Rank: Mundane

Affinity: Water, Space-time

STR: 5

DEF: 5

INT: 45

AGI: 5

DEX: 5

CHA: 19

LUC: 3

Blessings: Godless

Skills: [Beginner Tree Climbing Lv.2]

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"Hm.. it's different.."

Damian mumbled. In his memories which were not his per se, he clearly remembered that the boy had just 2 INT. And not just that he also had Sun God's blessing with affinity to fire and air instead of water and Space-time.

"My intelligence got a boost which would be the result of my consciousness taking over, but why did my blessings change as well?"

"I was an atheist but shouldn't these things be in the lineage section and not depend on how a person thinks? Ah, whatever!"

Most of the injuries were healed but he still couldn't get up or move on his own without world of pain.

The night ended and the day came, various maids helped him with eating and daily needs in shifts. And after a week when he could finally move on his own, his luggage was packed and he was ready for a send-off.

He couldn't understand why his family was in so much hurry to get rid of him, but he didn't care anyway. No one was talking to him so asking questions was meaningless.

On his last day, he was washed and dressed in premium-quality goods ready to ride the carriage. For some reason, his whole family came to see him off yet not a single word was said.

His always busy muscular father, with his two wives and their four kids. Two boys and two girls. All had solemn and cold looks in their eyes. Damian looked at each and everyone in turn, stopping at the beautiful mature woman for a second. She was his mother, yet even she had that cold piercing gaze.

He turned around and climbed into the carriage. A small urge to go back surfaced in his heart but it was most likely young Damian's unwillingness to leave his home, Not like he knew anyone here at all.

The carriage moved; bathed in the morning sunlight leaving behind marquis's estate and bringing forth a new mystical world of incomprehensible magic and infinite possibilities of the future.

Damian was both excited and fearful of the great unknown, but one thing was for sure he would most certainly break out of his bindings and explore this new wonderful world and carve his own path in it.