Chapter 1

A slow breathing echoed the dense forest. A man is crawling with blood on his head. 

"Finally we caught you. " A man with a uncountable army behind his back spoke.

The army consist of countless mages aiming their magic at the pitiful person on the ground.

" Your trickery ends now, and after your death, the world shall know you as the greatest traitor in history. The traitor who even betrayed the Gods. "

And just with that speech alone a huge explosion which caused the very earth to rumbled and in that moment the greatest traitor in history has finally fallen.

Or so he thought......

When he woke up, he saw two huge hands pinching at his chin. He was confused at the very sight, and then he realized he shrink. To be more precise he has turned into a baby.

He tried to speak but to no avail. Maybe a baby isn't capable after all. He looked around and saw a lovely lady comforting him with her lovely smile, and yes it's her mother.

He let out a cute squeak thus resulting in an excitement for her mother.

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Years have passed and he grew into a sweet child, he is now 10 years old harboring a title as the most appealing child in the castle. Well, at least that's just the tip of the iceberg.

" Your highness, welcome. " A maid wearing a black uniform greeted the young man.

" Nice to see you Grim. " He responded.

Much to his delight he walked through the hallway only to stop at his training ground.

Before his passing, he recall himself as Rulpheus. And now his name is Ashvolle Grand. The first prince of the Grand family.

" Now, shall we test my magic. " He spoke but only to be stopped by Grim the maid.

"Young master, you can't use your magic unless you attend at the Magicaster to identify what type of magic you can use. " She spoke.

Ashvolle let's out a huge sight.

" As I recall there are 4 types of magic, first one being the basic, this type of magic only revolves around magic that can be used by pretty much anyone, like elemental magic. Second is the advance magic, this type of magic a compound magic that involves two elements to form. Third is rare or lost magic, a magic that is said to be used by lost civilization or unknown people. Last is true magic, the pinnacle of magic it has the power to alter the laws of the world. "

Ashvolle recalled this information from his past life and found out that it's still the same in this era.

" Young master, we must proceed to the Magicaster immediately, your father and mother is waiting. "

Ashvolle grins his face and then walked. And as he walked through the halls of the Magicaster he saw his mother and father waving at him, almost like they're on a brink of emotional crying because it's today that their son's magic will be revealed.

" Young master please place you hand on the orb. " The facilitator instructed Ashvolle.

He immediately responded and placed his hand on the orb. And just right after the orb emitted a light.

" This is Rare magic!!!" Much to the facilitator surprised a new glow appeared again.

" Impossible another Advance magic!!!!!"

The facilitator was delighted at this shocking discovery. Although the orb can detect what type of magic you have, it cannot actually indicate what specific or effect of your magic is, meaning it can only tell what particular level of magic you have.

While Ashvolle was getting excited as to what actual magic he got, he suddenly felt something. It's not a danger but his magic is reacting.

" I see, it's still the same. "

After the evaluation, he heads to his room not to rest but to test his magic. Actually he already activated his magic even before entering his room.

" The same magic as my magic back then. This is a jackpot!! After all, this magic is the magic that tricked even the Gods. " He laughed loudly proudly announcing his arrival again at the land of the living.

" At first I thought I was just reborn, but to my surprise all of my memories and even my magic is still the same. The traitor lives again. "