The thing about dying is that it should only happen once, however it seemed i would get the opportunity to experience it twice since i was reborn shortly after my murder.
The world grew dark as i bled out, however the world did not remain black for long, infact it grew into a dazzling bright light. The light formed a tunnel and i was slowly forced towards the light, the everlasting tunnel of light that seemed to go on forever, until it didnt.
I was forced out of the tunnel and into a strange place, it was a large ornately decorated room, lots of reagal reds and pure whites with hints of royal purples. And there pulling me out was a woman in a maid outfit. She was a large women, with kind yet wrinkled deep brown eyes and thin lips. Her face was round and gentle looking.
"Its a boy," her voice was jolly yet almost condesending, like she was happy but a boy was the last thing they wanted. I opened my mouth as if to protest my case that boys were just as good as girls but all that came out was a gargled cry.
That is when it first struck me that this wasnt some hallucination caused by bloodloss, i had been reincarnated into a strange world.
I looked around, my vision wobbly and unstable. "He is beautifull m'lady," the maid added, wrapping me in a towell and handing me to a woman i presumed to be my mother.
She was a regal woman with sharp cheekbones with soft and delicate facial features, her face was enchanting and strangely dissapointed, was being a boy that bad?
I noticed two other bundles close to me, was i a triplet?
Yes that made the most sense.
"Maybe we will be lucky and he will have the mark of mana," the maid said. My mother nodded and gently rocked us, pacifying my siblings by making soft cooing noises, she pacifyed me with a bit more rocking. But what was a "mark", no ill find out in time im sure.
The next few months were pretty hectic, i found out my siblings were both girls and i was the only boy, my sisters' names were Reah and Lilly. In addition to these two siblings i had two older sisters, Amy and Aryn. Reah and lilly were identical, bubbly babies while Amy, who was around 7, had the air of superiority surrounding her constantly, raven black hair and large decevingly innocent looking eyes. Aryn was around 4, she was curious and smaller than most girls her age. She had blue eyes and mid length blonde hair.
Along with meeting my siblings and other housemates, me and my triplet sisters started crawling and eventually walking. Although it seemed both my siblings were blessed since they both started crawling early while i started crawling late. This made me wonder if my body was weaker since i shouldve, by rights, started both walking and crawling before them.
It seemed that my new body had a terrible growth rate which i didnt mind, being short or slow was neccasarily a bad thing...right?
Although my new father would dissagree. He was a tall but submissive man, he followed my mother's and sister's orders but was especially harsh on me. I often heard him critisising me and my growth rate but i mean i wasnt even 1 yet.
After about 2 years a mark started appearing on me. "Mama what that?" Reah asked pointing at my neck as i ate some form of paste that tasted like a mix of apples and bananas. My mother gently moved my chin to get a better look at the mark. " its your brother's mark, he will soon be blessed with a personalized trait." My mother said, gently tracing the marks outline. " Do we get one?" Lilly asked a hint of jealousy in her voice. My mother nodded, carressing her face carefully. "Everyone will have a mark," she pulled her dress up to show us her thigh. Her mark was black and shaped like a winged lion with 4 different colours mingling in its intricate patterns, the colours were, pink, blue, grey and yellow. Mothers mark was mainly yellow and blue with hints of grey and pink. "Each colour shows different blessings, the colour that is seen the most in the mark is the main trait. My mark is the mark of agilty and mana since they are both in eaqual parts. Yellow is agility, blue is mana, pink is resistance and grey is strength." My mother explained as she examined my mark. My mark didnt have a concrete shape, it looked like it was shifting around and it felt strange. "My baby boy will be the first to be blessed," my mother murmured, holding me close before putting me down carefully.
I wonder which trait ill get, id already figured out you need a trait to sense and use mana since id heard all this talk of it but was unable to wield it. I hope i can prove im not slow to my father. But seriously why was everyone so comdesending sometimes... did boys have less rights here?