Chapter 2 - Wish/Reincarnation
First Person POV
After God's countdown, I found myself drifting into what felt like a vast, endless void of white. It wasn't cold or warm, it simply existed in a space devoid of sensation yet filled with serene energy. In this ethereal realm, I finally stood before God.
He had no human form. Instead, He manifested as a radiant, glowing orb, pure white and humming with divine energy. In contrast, I appeared as a translucent, soul-like figure, weightless and suspended in that infinite space.
Now that we stood before each other, God spoke with a voice that echoed gently in the void.
"You may now finalize your three wishes, choose the year you'd like to reincarnate in the World of Trails, and select which family you wish to be born into. You may also customize your appearance or leave it to fate."
I took a moment to digest the sheer scale of what I was being offered: a new beginning in a world I had only ever dreamed of. It was overwhelming, thrilling, and terrifying. What if I messed this up? What if I made the wrong choices and doomed myself to an early death?
But hesitation wouldn't serve me here. I had questions.
"May I ask a few things first?" I said.
God's presence shimmered with warmth. "Yes, my child. What would you like to know?"
"Can you tell me if my wishes are actually possible before I commit to them? I want to understand the limits."
"Of course."
I began with the most ambitious wish on my mind. "Can I have the ability to bend reality? To alter events, rewrite history, and reshape outcomes?"
God's tone remained gentle but firm. "That cannot be done. Such power surpasses the bounds of mortality, it would elevate you to the status of a god. That is not allowed."
I nodded slowly. "Understood. Then what about bringing in powers or items from other worlds, like Devil Fruits or sacred treasures?"
"That too is forbidden," He said, his voice heavier now. "The World of Trails, is overseen by a certain goddess. Introducing foreign concepts would threaten the balance and could provoke her wrath. You may be reincarnated with enhanced abilities as long as they remain within the peak of human potential. That is the maximum limit. Any more would endanger you and the world."
"I see," I said. "So long as I stay within human limits, I'll be safe. In that case, can I have a game-like system? Just like one in the games. Where I can level up, have a reward system, and a quest generator, and can I have Analytical Appraisal ability along with this system? Where I can see people's Stats, Level, and skills they have?
"That is acceptable," He replied. "However, like in your games, it will have a level cap set at 250."
You cannot also see the level, stats of people who clearly have a higher Level than you.
"That's fair. Next, I would like to have the ability to assign skill points to increase my mastery in any skills I wish to learn. For example, assigning 2 skill points to learn the Eight Leaves One Blade School, making me a beginner-level disciple, and assigning 3 skill points to the Eight Leaves One Blade School to proceed to an Intermediate-level disciple.
"That too can be granted. As a Freebie, you will start with 5 skill points at level one, and every time you level up, you can gain 1 skill point, and your stats will increase randomly, just like in the game.
There's a level of Mastery, too. Let me explain to you.
Beginner level
Intermediate level - Rean, before the Divine Blade Trial
Master level - Divine Blade like Arios, Cassius.
Apex level - Yun Ka-Fai, Steel Maiden, Aurelia Le Guin, when she beat the Steel Maiden
Each time you learn a new skill, you will have these mastery levels.
As I listened, gears turned rapidly in my head. With this system, I wouldn't bypass Aidios' set rules in the world. I just need to work hard at the start. I could build myself up methodically, logically, and strategically. I wouldn't be a chosen hero, I'd become one.
"I like it," I said. As for my third Wish. Can I wish for an additional add-on to my system? Where I can earn titles and have additional Stat boost? For example Beginner-level disciple of the Black God One Blade school can grant me an additional 20+ to each stat. boosting my overall prowess.
Can these be granted?"
God nodded. "Yes, it can be done. To ensure your survival and the equilibrium of the Trails World, I will limit the title system to 10 titles.
He paused, then reaffirmed each wish: "First, game-like system? Just like one in the games. where you can level up, have a reward system, a quest generator, and also an Analytical Appraisal ability. Where you can see people's Stats, Level, and skills they have?
"Yes."
"The ability to assign skill points to increase my mastery in any skills you wish to learn?"
"Yes."
"Third, an additional add-on to your system? Where you can earn titles and have additional Stat boost?"
"Yes."
"Then it shall be done."
He continued, "Now tell me what year you would like to be reincarnated in, and which family you will be born into?"
I closed my eyes for a moment, recalling the events of the Trails universe. My memory combed through countless arcs and conflicts, characters, and conspiracies.
I didn't want to be born right before the main plot; that would be too soon, too chaotic. I needed time to prepare.
I chose the year 1180 of the Septian Calendar, long before the start of the main story. As for family…
"I want to be born into the lineage of Yun Ka-Fai as his grandson."
God's light pulsed in acknowledgment. "So it shall be."
He then asked about my appearance.
I replied, "I want to have crimson hair, black eyes, and a height of 195.58 cm. And please, make me extremely handsome."
In a quieter voice, I added, "Also, can I adjust my size down there?"
A silence lingered in the void. God sighed.
"You shall have ten inches," God said, his voice somewhat resigned, "with a thickness comparable to a large salami."
I fought the urge to laugh and kneel to him and express my thanks. In the end, I only said "Thank you."
God nodded once more. "Then it is time. I now grant you reincarnation in the World of Trails."
He said warmly, "Live well, and may your new life be full of purpose."
As his words echoed in the void, my consciousness began to fade. I drifted into a deep sleep, one life ending and another beginning.
Third Person POV
For countless ages, I have observed this world and its endless cycles. Over time, weariness took root in my heart, and I began to wonder how I might guide its people without directly interfering.
Then, something unusual happened, a new soul arrived, one not native to this world. It had been brought here by another god from a different realm.
That's when the idea came to me. This soul could be the key. It might help the people of this world break the invisible barrier that prevents them from reaching beyond. Perhaps, through him, we could finally shatter the chain of the Grand Reset. I shall allow you to exist in this current timeline, I hope you finally be the piece to break the Cog, so I can finally see. what lies beyond the human potential?
Third Person Pov
In the city of Longlai, nestled between the towering Tianshan and Ishgal mountain ranges in Calvard, a voice rang out in the night.
Inside a dimly lit home, a woman clutched her belly, eyes wide with affection and care.
"So how's your belly? Are you feeling well?
An old woman, clad in ceremonial robes, looked at her solemnly. "This child has an unknown future. Unlike all the children, I divine the future, his future is full of fog and uncertainty."
If he is born, I don't know what lies ahead for his future. All I can see is that he will be born healthy and with no complications. I'm sorry. I'm not much of a help to you.
The woman's husband stepped forward, gratitude in his eyes. "Thank you, Obaba-sama."
Even if you can't divine his future. I'm still glad that the Childbirth will go smoothly. We will make sure, no matter what path he chooses, we will still support him and love him the same.
Then, an elderly man stepped forward. His presence stilled the room. His voice, though calm, carried the weight of stone.
"I still thank you for your foresight, Obaba. I'm glad nothing will happen to my daughter-in-law and to my grandson. Even if we can't see the future awaiting my grandson. I'll make sure to guide him well. The old seer closed her eyes and sighed in relief. I just hope that my gut feeling is wrong about him. Yun noticed and heard this sentence that the old seer said.
On a stormy night in Longlai, between the towering Tianshan and Ishgal mountain ranges. The storm outside intensified, as if the heavens themselves echoed the turmoil within the modest mountain home. Winds howled like spirits, and lightning split the sky, illuminating the room in flickering flashes.
Inside, the woman cried out in pain, her hands gripping the soaked sheets beneath her. Sweat clung to her skin, her face pale and trembling as the child within her neared the brink of birth.
Her husband knelt at her side, clutching her hand. "You're strong," he whispered, voice trembling. "Just a little more. You're almost there."
Outside the bedroom, the elder known as Yun Ka-Fai stood unmoving, arms crossed as he listened to his daughter-in-law's cries. His expression was unreadable, carved from stone, but his eyes betrayed him. Worry, raw and deep, flickered behind their sharpness.
He was no stranger to blood, pain, or death. He had faced the worst the East could offer assassins, beasts, even renowned masters. But nothing had prepared him for this: standing powerless as his grandchild came into the world beneath a cloud of divine uncertainty.
Behind him, the old seer Obaba sat silently, her gnarled fingers wrapped around a strand of prayer beads. She muttered under her breath, eyes shut tight.
"Have you seen his future clearly now?" Yun asked her without turning.
Obaba shook her head slowly. "No. it is shrouded. The moment I try to gaze ahead, I see a void and lightning, and a blade that cuts both time and space. This child. he will walk the line between salvation and ruin."
Yun remained silent.
Then came the scream. Louder. Sharper. And finally, the infant's cry.
It pierced through the storm like sunlight through storm clouds.
A midwife rushed out of the room, breathless. "He's born! A healthy boy!"
Yun turned toward the room but didn't move. The world seemed to slow around him. Each heartbeat echoed louder than thunder. His footsteps, when he finally took them, were heavy, and full of uncertainty. He knows the old seer rarely makes a mistake about divining, and her predictions and gut feel are mostly correct.
He entered and saw his daughter-in-law cradling a small, wailing infant. Her face was pale but glowing with joy, tears streaming down her cheeks. Her husband hovered beside her, tears in his eyes as he whispered gentle words to the newborn.
When Yun approached, the woman looked up. "Father," she said, voice weak. "Meet your grandson."
The old master stepped closer, gazing down at the tiny, wrinkled face. The baby had tufts of crimson hair, already curling slightly, and as if sensing his presence, the child opened his eyes.
Black. Deep, endless black eyes like the void of night, still untouched by fear or knowledge. Eyes that held curiosity and cuteness. That's when Yun's worries dissipate. Yun narrowed his gaze.
"…He looks normal," he murmured. "Maybe the old seer is wrong."
The child calmed in his mother's arms, reaching out with small, trembling fingers. They brushed Yun's scarred hand.
The warrior blinked. For the first time in decades, something stirred within his heart, something he thought long lost.
Hope.
Obaba hobbled into the room behind him. She looked down at the child, her expression unreadable.
"Have you chosen a name?" she asked softly.
The mother looked at her husband, who nodded once. She turned to Yun.
"I want you to name him, Father. As his grandfather, and the one who will guide him, it should be your honor."
Yun Ka-Fai looked down at the boy, who now stared up at him in perfect stillness, as if waiting, listening.
The old man took a deep breath.
"Then I shall name him. Kenji."
"Kenji Ka-Fai."
The storm began to fade, retreating back into the heavens. A gentle rain fell outside, washing over the rooftops of Longlai like a cleansing blessing.
In the distance, the winds whispered through the mountain peaks.
They did not speak of curses, nor omens.
Only a name that would one day echo far beyond these hills.
Kenji Ka-Fai.
The boy who would carry the weight of an uncertain future and the hope of the goddess.
And with that, the wheel of fate began to turn once more.
Author Note: Sorry for the delay. I have been quite busy with work these past few days. I've been assigned to visit and help in our company's warehouse.
Update I changed the story quite a little bit. I feel like the first story is too OP and kinda cliche. So I decided to make it more in line with the characters in the Series.