"Where am I?"
"Hello!"
"Why is this place so dark?"
"I can't feel my body, what's going on here?"
"It looks like I'm in a tunnel"
"And why the hail am I in a tunnel!?"
"Can someone please tell me what the hail is going on here!!?"
In the dark space, a voice of a young boy could be heard asking questions.
But no one answered, only the shining light at the end tunnel answered without saying a word.
"Wait, is this the after life?. If so, how did I die?"
"I don't remember committing a crime, or even wronging anyone in anyway"
Who would have thought, I'd experience the "light at the end of the tunnel" crap where people say, after going through a near-death experience, waking up in cold sweat saying, "I saw the light!"
But here I am, floating inside this so-called "light tunnel" facing a bright a bright light.
The last thing I remember was going to sleep on the couch after returning back home from my sister's birthday celebration, at Bay Hotel.
Anyways, since I won't be able to wake up anytime soon, I'll just gravitate towards that mysterious light.
The trip seems to be taking forever, I was expecting to hear a bunch of kids singing me a after-life hymn, welcoming me into their spirit world.
But before I could reach the light, I felt two huge hands pulling me towards the light head first.
Though they were warm, it felt like a giant was trying to rip my head off.
So without a second thought, I had to use the sacred technique passed down from our ancestors, generations after generations. It was a technique used only when there is no hope.
"Heeeeeeeeeelp!!"
I cried out for help with all the strength in my body. But I was shocked from hearing what came out of mouth.
Instead of hearing "heeeeeeeeelp!!", I was hearing "waaaaaaaaaa!!"
Wait I must be hearing things. I'm an eighteen year old boy. There is no way that's me crying like a baby.
Taking in a deep breath, I prepared myself to launch another sonic wave signal for help.
"Waaaaaaaaaa!!"
(Heeeeeeeeelp)
This time I stopped, because I could hear my own voice in my head. I even felt like my eardrums will burst from all the "waaaing"
And my vision of everything was in a bright red light, with no more dark caves and white lights. After that, I was now bombarded with strange sounds that I couldn't make out clearly. It took awhile before I was finally able to understand the sounds, which also left me speechless.
The sounds were actually voices. And the first words I heard was : "congratulations on your first child milady".
"Wait, first child?. Am I a baby now?, did I just happened to be reborn?"
Accepting the fact that I was dead and now reborn or whatever after contemplating for some time, I calmed myself before trying to open my eyes.
Slowly and painfully, I was able to open my eyes. And because of me being born again, my small infant eyes took some time before they adjusted themselves to the colors and huge figures before me.
The first person whom I saw was my doctor, she had a young delicate face with white long hair.
She had a soft smile on her face, while dressed in a nurse's uniform like those back in my world. But something was off about the place I was born in.
Instead of seeing a light on the ceiling and all the things which we see in a hospital room, instead the room was lit up by candles from all corners. It all felt like I've been summoned through a demonic ritual, because why on earth would they light candles in a modern like hospital room, and at the time of labor?
Pulling my face away from the smiling doctor who was carrying me in her arms, I looked around and saw the lady whom I assumed was the one who pushed me out of that dark tunnel was lying on a confy bed drenched in sweat. But she still manage to smile at me when our eyes met.
Calling her mother should be the right term for her.
Taking a few more seconds to see what my so called mother looked like, I've gotta say she was the most beautiful woman I've ever seen before. But that might be the cause of my new born eyes or baby instincts. Instead of describing her as beautiful, I'd rather describe her as a kind and gentle beauty, with dark green eyes and long white hair. She also had long eyelashes and a chirpy nose that will make any baby like myself just want to cling to her forever. She really has that motherly feeling, I think that's why babies are attracted to their mothers?
I was then handed over to my mother, with me still staring at her beautiful face with an open mouth and wide baby eyes. Which was really weird for a new born child. Her body was so warm and welcoming that made me just want to stay in her embrace forever.
I was still getting use the mother love thing when all of a sudden the door burst open and a man came running in like a mad man.
Turning around from shock to see the intruder, who was dressed in a military uniform and what seemed like light armours covering his right shoulder and chest, with a sword attached to his side. He looked like a man in the "Survival Games" film.
"This is one of the dumbest soldier in the entire human race I've ever seen. I mean instead of wearing hard caps, body armor and a gun. He was wearing medieval armors over a modern military uniform!!, who in the world will go into battle with those shits in a modern warfare"
"Nurse!!, please tell me this creep isn't my father"
I was barely able to make out this lunkhead person who I assumed to be my father by the idiotic grin and watery-eyes he was giving me for a while now.
Hey little Quinton, I'm your Father, can you say papa?"
He said in a soft sad exiting voice.
I glanced around to see both my doctor and mother ( for all the valid papers and certificates that proves he's my father), roll their eyes at his words.
Seeing their reaction, I let out a sigh of relief knowing he was only joking when my mother managed to scoff. " Honey, is that the first question you ask a new born child?"
"Mama you gotta be kidding me, ain't no way this freak is my father"
I said in disbelief.
Taking a better look at this dumb father of mine, I was able to number the probabilities to why my beautiful mother was drwan to him. Apart from his stupidness he was a magnetic-looking man with a cleanly shaven square jawline that complimented his facial features. His hair, was snowy white as the slender fringed orchid of the eastern North America, it was spiky and long but seemed to be trimmed at shoulder length. While his eyebrows were like that of a warrior, meeting in a V shaped strong and fierce. But yet , his eyes were gentle. Who knows, it might be because of the light green color that came from his irises.
When I was done with my little inve.. I mean observation about my parents, I was excited that I was at least going to experience having a white skin. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind skin color but, back in my world I was a fan of the Asian people. Well not because they are white, but their looks really matches the white skin color. Hope you guys understand, and believe me that's it.
"Hmm, he isn't crying. Doctor, aren't babies supposed to cry when they are born?. Like screaming at the top of their lungs"
I heard my father's voice.
"Geee, thanks for the compliment. Papa"
My mother replied with an irritated face.
My father took a step back after seeing my mother's face, while covering his mouth with his hand.
The doctor simply excused herself saying , " There are cases were the baby doesn't cry, and it rarely happens. So please don't worry, the boy is fine and healthy. And I advice that you continue resting for a couple of days milady, and be sure to come quickly to me if anything happens
to little Quinton, Mr White.
"Don't worry doc, I got this all under control"
My father replied with a thumbs up.
The following month after my arrival through the dark tunnel, everything was a new experience and torture for me. I had zero control over my limbs except waving and kicking, and all that got tiring very quickly. And that made me realize that, babies don't really get to control their fingers most of the time.
And remember that demonic summoning room which I was born in, or summoned in. Turns out, it was my parents personal room, and I was in a place that doesn't have electricity at all. From what I saw when I was being carried around in the house was that, everything inside the house looked like the past in my world, were electricity wasn't even invented yet. The whole thing looked like I was in the Skyrim game, but the clothes were modern type, which didn't make sense yet.
My mother made it clear to me at one time, when I scratched my hand falling from the couch while playing with my father. She pasted my wound with some herbs before covering it with a bandage.
From then on, I new I was in a weird modern medieval shit world.
I also learned the names of my parents. "Karape White" was the name of my father, and "Tiffany White"was the name of my mother. The name "White" comes from a clan which have people with only white hairs. By white hair I don't mean only old people live there, no. It includes the young generation to the old age. I also picked up some information when my mother's friends came by to visit. I learnt a lotta of things through their gossips.
One of the things I heard was about the way mating was done here. Unlike everybody and anybody who can mate with their partners anytime, the White clan doesn't mate at random times. They are only able or allowed to mate when it's a full moon, and pregnancy back in my world was nine months. But here, it's only seven months, can you even believe this crap. I had a very, very, very, veeery difficult time believing this seven months package delivery stuff. But hey, says the guy who just experienced it first hand. Yeah so back to the pakag.. I mean pregnancy thing, the girls or females get to have sex with their lovers on a full moon and after seven months when the full moon returns, that's when me and the others who are yet to be born come in. And do you still wonder about how all this people have white hairs, well, prepare yourselves for I'm about to tell you the clan's secret. The white hair thing is a special ability that the clan has, which was traveling each clan members for generationa after generations now. It is said that when a man wants to get married, he was allowed to go find a partner outside of the clan, but they are to bring her back to the clan for marriage. Outside women have normal hair colors, but once they get married to a member of the white clan. Their hair changes to white, taking over her blond, brown, black etc.. like it was there all along.
But females or women from the white clan are not allowed or forbidden to go out and find a partner. They do have the privilege to go to the city and meet normal people but, they are not allowed to get into a relationship with them. The reason why women from the white clan can't pick a partner outside, I don't even know myself.
All I know is that, it's one of the laws of the White clan.
Come to think of it, I was like in one of those manga stories were the main character dies and reincarnates into another world. But instead of "Kamehameha!" or "lightning rain!" or "shadow clown jitsu" shit. I was in a world that never existed in an anime or even the books I read.
But on the bright side, one of the things I was happily accustomed to was breastfeeding. I know what you all pinheads are thinking, so don't get me wrong, I have zero negative thoughts or motives whatsoever like you creeps are thinking of. It's just breast milk taste was much better than manufactured ones, and it has a lot of nutritional values, okay?. An... nevermind just believe me you guys, just cut me some slack on explanations.
At least my mother and father seemed to be nice people,hail if not the best parents I've never seen back in my world. My father was one of the high ranking soldiers in the clan, but he always tries his best to help my mother take care of me when he has a free time, because he stays out most of the time at work. My mother being a kindhearted, and loving person, she always tells my father not worry about us too much and should focus on taking care of himself. Because we also have a maids that work in the house, so my mother doesn't really work most of the time. But my father always tells her " what kind of a father will I be, if I can't show my son that I can also take care of him"
I for one agree with him. Despite his childish behavior, he's one of the best father in the whole world. He feeds me, play with me, wash my ass when I shit without complaining, and the thing that I like the most is listening to his stories when he was still young and didn't meet my mom yet. The stories were always the best because of the battles he fought and adventures he experienced.
(Who knows he might be giving me some make up ones too)
"Come on little man, we're going shopping"
My mother placed me in a baby-strap of some sort on one of her maid's back. Who seemed like a nine year old child dressed in a maids clothes.
To me, I'd say she is too young to be a maid. "Wait, could it be that she's a slave?. Well she also has white hair like the rest, so why is she working as a maid at a very young age?. Or maybe, the white clan has a way of dealing with law breakers right?".
While I was thinking of the reasons to why this little girl was made a maid, I didn't notice that we've already left the village and was now walking on a dirt trail. The road was no different from village tracks back in my world, with the sun already at its peak and no shades to protect us from the sun we kept walking. My mom was carried away talking with the two maids while I was enjoying the scene, and soon dozed off. The heat off the sun was reduced by the cooling breeze that came from the very forest, it was so refreshing that I couldn't help myself taking several deep breaths before passing out.
Later I was awaken by the sounds of iron hitting against another.
"It seems my very eyes couldn't take the beautiful breath of nature"
I said after a yawn.
Adjusting my sleepy eyes after a few blinks, I looked around to see where the noise was coming from. So it seems we have arrived at the place my mother called, town. We where still on the dirt track and there was no fixed roads or buildings anywhere to be seen. Instead there were tents and stalls on both sides with different merchants, salesman and blacksmiths. The salesman and merchants were selling all sorts of things. From what they call it again?.. oh yeah, from everyday necessities to things I never saw in real life, only in movies, anime and books.
There were weapons(not guns but swords, daggers, spears,maces, axes etc)armour (not body armor in modern style, but instead metal pads light and heavy, armours both heavy and light that covers the back and chest) etc...
And when we got the place for buying clothes I was left speechless. Just like I thought before, there was no medieval clothes but instead all freaking modern styles. They had gentlemen suits, six pocket trousers, men's underwears, bras, ladies undies, tights, jeans, block shirts and everything you could think of.
"This really is a strange world"
I said with a sigh.
But one of the strangest things that I couldn't get was that, people were carrying weapons like it was a hand bag. Believe it or not but I witnessed a one hundred seventy centimeter lady carrying a double edge battle axe that was bigger than her own body around on her shoulder like it was nothing!. Anyways my group was still on the move so I didn't have time to look around me, they also kept talking to me, maybe trying get me to learn the language faster. Which I never paid too much attention to, because I already understood every single annoying word that left everyone's mouth. The shopping continued with the girls enjoying buying for the day's groceries, exchanging pleasantries with various people passing by or those working in the booths. Meanwhile, my little body betrayed me again, and I fell asleep .
No wonder men don't like going out with girls for shopping back in my world. Coz it takes them really long just to choose something so simple.
I was sitting on the young maiden's lap while she petted my hair, I was focused looking at my father who seemed to be like reciting a chant while facing the tree in the backyard, also reading to unsheath his sword any second now. It has been half a minute now, and I was leaning closer and closer, almost falling to my demis on the floor while expecting a water breathing style from my father. I was expecting a magical phenomenon to happen right before my eyes like, an earthquake splitting the ground and swallowing the tree or a wind blade splitting the tree in half. After waiting for an eternity, the wind blew behind the tree and against my father. Slowly my father drew his sword holding it Infront of him he closed his eyes. I was already hyped to see what will happen next. The tree's leaves fell passed my father without him moving, until the wind died down did he make his move. The last leaf fell past him but before it was out of reach, he made a quick hundred eighty degree angle swing splitting the leaf in two.
"Ohh my goodness. Thats it?. What in the name of..."
I shouted in anger slamming my hand on my lap while flailing my arms at my father. But he misinterpreted it into a "WOW" had a grin on his face, puffing out his chest saying "papa is so cool huh!"
"You're boring as crap old man!"
I replied in a baby's language which they didn't understand.
But to tell the truth, my father was a better sword fighter than any other sword fighter I've seen in movies. When I get over excited watching him train, I sometimes feel like just dropping my underwear ( or napkin whatever) for him. His movements were quick and precise that was surprising for his built, the swings
carried a force enough to break a sound berrier, but they were fluid enough not to leave an opening. If he was back in my world, damn he'd be famous after a week or even just three days. But despite all that, he was just my idiotic father.
I've also learned that, this world seemed to be straightforward like my world; where power and wealth decides one's rank in the society. Except they lack in technology and they have people with special abilities which we didn't have back in my world.
Back in my world, blood shed had become an almost absolute way settling disputes between two countries, or even in the same country. Trust me, never once have I ever heard a news that a dispute was settled in a peaceful manner. Don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about smaller problems like neighbors arguing and so on. I'm talking about serious crimes people commit, you feel me?.
Anyways guys back to the story.
Currency in this world was pretty straightforward and easy to understand quickly, I learnt that from the exchange my mother had with the salesman and merchants when we go shopping.
There was copper, silver and gold. Yeah you heard me, they use real gold as currency. Can you believe it!?. Copper was the lowest form of currency, then we have silver which is the second highest, and lastly the highest leading currency is "GOLD!".
Here's a short tip for you
100 Copper = 1 silver
200 Silver = 1 "GOLD COIN!"
But doesn't mean I was enjoying all the carrying and breastfeeding. I was also honing infant body, trying my very best to master the control deep inside me.
I was a top science student back in my world, and I have gained many respect from other science students. For I have even outmatched the top students in the country as well my own. I was second to no one, even my name was known through out the whole world. For knowledge was one of the essential key of becoming a leader in my world.
Leaders weren't born, you should all know that. But they are raised, yet I couldn't think of a happier moment in my two lives than now.
"I'm finally able to crawl bitches!!"
After weeks of attempting to crawl, yet only achieving an unceremonious and disorganized scuffles in place, I had finally got a hang of it; even managing to sneak around inside the house while my mother was busy cooking. But she managed to catch me in the library/ study room on the very first day I was starting to crawl , sighing " Honestly you are doing to be a headache just like your father "
But that wasn't enough to hold me down.
The next day, I was able to sneak into the study room again while my mother was doing laundry, and the maids where out to do shopping.
Till now, I have learn about the places my mother would tell me while trying to make me fall a sleep. When she stops to early, I make grumbling noises as a sign of complaining for her to continue. My father would sometimes sit me on his lap while telling me about the good days when he was young, which always gave me hints about this world I'm living in, and what's in it.
Karape White, former adventurer, which he gained a lot of battle experience fighting monsters. He was also part of several parties that went on expedition to search for treasures and complete missions that they have acquired from the Adventurers Guild. He finally settled down after meeting my mother after returning from one of his expedition. And you know, he proudly told me how my mother fell for him at first sight when he visited the Kingdom's Adventurer Guild that she had been working in at that time. Trust me I believed every single word he said while imagining myself meeting one like he did, but that all changed when my mother slapped him hard across the face saying "stop feeding the boy with lies"
Thank you everyone and see you in the next chapter.....