There was once a Legend of the Heretical Dark Mage named Uzziah. He conquered kingdoms to empires. Killed the powerful almighty beings and slain the mythical beast in sought for power and immortality.
But here lies his true story...
Born and raised in a family of dark believers, Uzziah was one of the children in the noble clan of Iostred, notorious for its dark reputation as a clan of cultists. Every child in Iostred was nurtured with death as their constant companion.
Every day was hellish for Uzziah, yet he strive through every situation he found himself in. One thing was certain, he was the son of the Cult Leader.
His talent in magic grew year by year, and by the time of the Cult Leader's death, he had already sat on the throne as the new Cult Leader. Uzziah's magic was indisputable, even more so as he enveloped the entire continent with fear in his palm.
But one day Uzziah stumble on a strange child living on the slums.
Child of the Slum: Are you powerful?
Uzziah: Yes.
This particular child piqued Uzziah's interest in ways he hadn't expected. Though from entirely different worlds, Uzziah found himself drawn to the innocence and curiosity of the child of the slum.
Child of the Slum: Are you God?
Uzziah: No.
Child of the Slum: Then you're not powerful!!!
Uzziah: ...
Then they started to sit by the dusty streets or under old, sprawling trees, where Uzziah would tell tales of the powerful beings his clan revered, speaking of the dark god worshiped by his family, his voice filled with both pride and mystery.
In these moments, Uzziah's solemn demeanor softened, as he spun stories of gods and power, secrets of his world that the child eagerly absorbed, captivated by tales that seemed like legends from a distant realm.
Of course as the story goes...
The child died.
"Do you believe in God?"
Uzziah remembered the last words of the child.
Witnessing the deaths of many, he knew death was an unbreakable chain that would forever bind him to the fate of all mortals. It was an inescapable truth, one that loomed over every living soul, dragging them toward an inevitable end.
But he began to believe that only by becoming a god could he break free from this relentless cycle. The path to godhood became his heart's obsession. Until...
"Conquer the Universe! I shall reign all beings with Darkness~!"
After his last words he died.
The End.
"Peace reign afterwa-"
"What? That's it?! He died just like that?" Refute by a child, unable to believe the story.
"Child, a legend is but a mere story that's been told over and over again. It teaches us a lesson. The legend of Uzziah is to be contented as a human and never be too greedy." an old man patiently explained.
"But Kazzer is right! How can a powerful mage die so suddenly!" Added by another child.
"That is how life is-"
"Boring!" Kazzer said as yawn, he stood up and continued "Let's go to the riverside elder, he got loads of stories better than this old man!"
"Yeah!" the other children agreed then left quickly.
"..." the old man signed and look at the mob of vanishing children. He quietly look at the bright sun and said "A peaceful era must'tn forget the past."
A child stops and said as she looks back at the old man. "He shouldn't have died."
"Mhmm," the old man stares at the child "what makes you think that Terrece?"
"I-I don't know..." Afterwards Terrece followed the others.
The old man then smiled at the back of the running child called Terrece. "To think I would find the child of the slum from the legend to incarnate into a healthy and lively village child."
'Uzziah... a devil like him should never be born again,' the old man thought.
Or chaos will follow.
...
Currently in Earth, Year 21XX
"Lux!"
Suddenly a man's loud but excited voice resounded in Uzziah's ears. The man's voice was hoarse but it had the the hint gentleness.
Uzziah's closed eyes twitch in annoyance. How could someone enter his Hexagon Tower? Even Elder Hugen would'tn approach his tower. That would simply meant death!
"Who—Ack?!"
Before he could finish his sentence, a great force unexpectedly startled Uzziah. His body was swung up by this great force. An attractive man in his mid-twenties abruptly holds up Uzziah in the air and said,
"Little buddy, time to wake up—it's your first day at daycare!"
Uzziah opens his confuse eyes and looks at the man holding him in the air. The man has red hair and yellow eyes. His physical body surpasses an average man's height, he has chiseled nose and perfect deep eyes.
The red-hair man smiled charmingly, grinning his lips ear to ear.
Uzziah gazes at himself in the mirror that was next to the man.
A cute toddler with red hair and yellow eyes that was wearing a tiger pajama. a round face, big clear eyes with long lashes, and a cute small nose caught his attention.
What he looked like was evident...
He was a kid!
During his ascension as a 12th stage mage, he was about to overcome his limits. It was the day he expected to come.
However an unforeseen attack occur. The crystal was'tn an ordinary vessel that could contain the magic insignia but a trap. Being stab by the crystal that turned into a blade, Uzziah lost his conscious.
Later he found himself reincarnated as a new born baby by a newly wed couples.
Uzziah looks at his own hands, the former old rough hand he had was replace by small pinkish limbs.
It was a cute squishy hand.
Karma!!!
Uzziah pouted, reminiscing his past, he thought 'It must be a retribution from his crimes!'
"Hmm, what's wrong Lux? You look pale." said by the man.
Uzziah who was now Lux, notice the man's worry and said "It's nothing."
His current birth parents gave him the name Lux Bennett. This man holding him up was his biological father that he reincarnated in this life and the person that named him.
His name is Arion Bennett, age 21, born 6058. An ordinary man that has a high income for an undergraduate. He is the breadwinner of the family and helps with the chores of this house. His a good guy that loves his family the most.
"Then let's get you ready, I'll wash you up first."
"Hmm." Lux nodded.
Arion hold Lux until he arrived at the bathroom. He quickly showered Lux with an remarkable speed, cleaning every edge of Lux body spotless.
Even Lux was amazed of his this man efficiency.
Before, he was uneasy letting Arion clean his body. But now this father became a skilled at cleaning him. He was faster than the maids from the Clan that cleaned him in his previous life. Even though the maids were scared, they did it professionally.
Arion can even clean him while closing his eyes!
"Hop! Little Lux is now ready!"
Dressed in a yellow jumpsuit and a cute hat, Lux felt strangely comfortable with his new appearance. Being bless with a good face, all clothes made him good-looking.
Overall, his image was the interpretation of cuteness.
"Ugh!!! My son is too handsome! How can there be such a cute child in this world? You must be god's greatest creation!" Arion covered his face, his son was too bright!
Seeing this father of his taking too much time, Lux reminded him "Let's go, Mama's waiting downstairs."
"Okay little champ! Baby's tummy must also be hungry."
Arion carried Lux in his arms, and eventually descended from the stairs.
The house walls were very elegant yet simple. However every furniture were futuristic.
This world was a modern advance world. Compared to his former world, logic here were developed to an high extent and developed a knowledge called "Science". Their principle of thinking amazed Lux.
Every now and then Lux would ask his parents to buy hims some books.
Sadly, Lux realize this world had no mana.
A world without mana can't develop him to 12th circle mage, more importantly becoming a god is impossible!
Lux scrutinize his face, he thought 'I don't know if this is good luck or bad luck'
Sumptuous smell hovered across the hall. Arion and Lux shortly arrived at the kitchen. Just as they arrived at the front of the kitchen, Lux was bombarded with the smell of waffles.
Entice by the smell, Lux could'tn held his drool.
"Your here, quickly eat~"
This voice was from a woman who was standing near the table.
Lux looked at the woman who was his mother in this new world, Charlotte Bennett. Unlike his father's masculine features, Charlotte resembled a gentle fairy with round eyes with long lashes.
She had a finely proportioned body and stood a head shorter than Arion.
Charlotte wore an apron over her long hair, which was neatly clipped into a bun. Seated at the table, she beckoned them and said, "Both of you, eat quickly. We'll be late for daycare if you don't finish your meal."
"Honey~ look our little champ, so cute~!" Arion said giggly as he handed Lux to his wife. "Look, his this big when he's just about to enter daycare!"
"Mama quickly put me on the table!"
Charlotte smiled and put Lux at the baby chair.
"Sweetie, here you go."
Sitting comfortably in his baby chair, Lux gazed at the plate before him. There lay a perfectly prepared golden waffle garnished with maple syrup and banana slices. A savory scent wafted into Lux's nose.
Grumble*
"..." Lux covered his stomach, he felt hungry.
Lux gripped a fork and plunged it into the waffle.
As Lux prepared to take a bite, he paused. The realization that he had been living a "normal" life for the past three years began to stir something within him. This life felt too peaceful for him.
His past life was exhausting, living leisurely as this did not feel that bad.