Nightingale's pov
Being reborn in another world is just the same boring story I've read over and over again. Goddesses, demon kings, and heros with harems.
"So why did i come into this world i don't belong to?" I looked up at the sky before dropping my head down. A sigh coming out of my body before i could even stop my myself.
I got up from the spot i was sitting at, a large Field of pink flowers with a huge tree in the middle. It was a quiet secret palace for me.
"I don't even what to do now." I shook my head and stopped my thoughts as i walked towards my home. But i couldn't help but have this terrible gut feeling.
I stopped myself from going there and stayed near the tree. Watching the horizon and the comets zipping and swooshing through the sky. "New worlds have their own benefits i guess."
I shrugged and found myself getting hazy. I closed my eyes and slept. But woke up not even two hours later. The town I lived in was burning.
I watched as it burned from afar. "You gotta trust your gut sometimes huh.." i kept staring, as if watching a beautiful masterpiece get painted.
"I think i figured out what this world is." I leaned down and smelled the tulips and roses below me. "This is your average academy regression world doom world." I laughed it out. I couldn't even react properly.
'i just hate you all.' i thought as i kept looking at the blaze before me, almost fascinated. "Tch, those stories are so cruel if you're irrelevant to the plot."
My attention gets caught by a comet. 'and I'm probably just another pice of fiction to be read, or forgotten.' I pieced everything together. I connected the dots.
"Let's be serious here, if i wasn't entertainment to the bored i wouldn't even be here." I didn't even want to deny it.
I spinned and moved around the field of flowers. 'Just passing the time' i thought. As my normal life replayed through my mind. "I miss it, every single bit of it." My eyes went dark. I then did a straight line towards the tree, leaning against it once again.
I gazed at the stars and sky before dozing off peacefully. Dreaming beautiful sweet dreams.
Abel lionheart's pov
"I am Abel lionheart!" I yelled. I was in the middle of a stage, a giant crowd encircling me. "The top scorer for this year's freshman year." I memorized every book that the academy taught after the war with the demons.
I regressed after my final fight with the demon king. We bother died but, he used a spell on me to return time. I somehow kept my memories while he didn't.
"And I'm here to announce that i will be representing the face of the junior year!" I Bragged, i went on blabbering about honour and our reputation.
'Crysel magic Academy. Where royals and Commoners are considered the same if they were equal in power.' i laughed as i fixed my hair and getting up.
The very next day we had sparring class. Since i somehow kept my memories, i was easily the strongest in the world. 'This was my supposed day of humiliation. I'll change that.'
Lina Hidalgo came up. The supposed strongest in the academy. She lunges at me.
But I was prepared, i dodge her spear and hit her weapon away with the hilt of my sword. She recovers and closes the opening, thrusting at me.
I spin around her blade and drive a hand in her stomach and ending the match. "Oops, sorry. Maybe if you were on my grandma's level you'd have a chance." I laughed knowing I won the match AND her.
A few hours late she comes back to me a blushing stuttering mess. 'ill save the world, sure. But I'd do whatever the hell i want now... And there's gonna be none to stop me.' i hid a grin behind my hand.