Chapter 1
"Aaahh!" screams of a girl echoed through the whole entire floor.
Shocked and caught off guard, the music that was being played suddenly stopped, curious and worried about her; her friends along with others rushed over to check up on her.
To their surprise, what they found and discovered wasn't something that they would expect that maybe someone would make a big deal out of it.
Before actually finding out what the hell was she screaming about, everyone who came to her; all suspected one thing... That maybe someone had done something to her, like harrassed her or what not.
While everyone didn't even bother to ask her what was actually going on, all they remember first seeing was her facial expression; it was an expression of a helpless person who had just gone through something unspeakable.
Letting their assumptions lead them, they all just thought of the worst when they saw a guy standing next to her all by himself, freaked out same as them holding on a slushy.
The guys who were all there were now forming clenches of fists, rolling up their baseball jackets sleeves.
"Is that him? The perpetrator?" A cold but steady voice asked.
A boy was making his way through the crowd who assumed the same thing.
The boy just ignored the girl and just rushed to roughly hold the boy with a slushy; his eyes burning with rage, his face all red.
"What did you do to her?" He asked with his fist mid-air.
Jacob, which was the name of the boy who was drinking his slushy, and be wrongfully accused; just stood there in silence.
Angered and feeling disrespected by this boy's nonchalant reaction, the jock was about to beat him up, but just as his fist was about to make contact with Jacob's face...
"Wait!" A girl's scream was heard behind a crowd that has now grown to the size of a mob.
So disappointed.
"Why?!" The jock asked.
"He didn't do anything wrong, he's truly innocent, the reason she was screaming wasn't because of what you all rushly assumed. She was screaming because... She felt a drop of rain on her arm." The girl explained more clearly.
Murmurs of the crowd were heard and as everyone continued to do what they were here for anyways, the music resumed and everyone started dancing again.
The jock just let go of Jacob, without saying anything not even an apology he just took his girlfriend and went inside.
"Thank you." Jacob sounded so sincere.
The girl didn't respond with any word, but her warm smile assured Jacob that she said you are welcome.
It was the end of the year party, and everyone was dancing, drinking and having a great time and Jacob also continued to suck through his slushy.
One by one everyone started leaving, and the party started to tone down; it was getting late even.
Jacob was now left alone looking through the city and the night sky that was very strange weather in a city like his.
He started to clean up the roof top, picking up all of the plastic cups, the paper plates; the pizza slices and what seemed to be vomit.
All on his own he swept the whole place clean, now he was putting everything in the plastic bag standing close, by the rooftop edge.
He heard the door leading down slightly open, but he didn't put much thought in it; he probably assumed that maybe it was the wind pushing the door as it was already lose.
He also couldn't help but notice the strange phenomena weather that was quite strange for a city like his.
Curiosity he decided to check it even closer.
Tap.
Right before his very own eyes, Jacob saw himself falling off the 10 storey building, before he could process what was happening; everything had suddenly turned black.
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"I just died, didn't I? Oh well."
Jacob was surprisingly still able to feel his own presence and he was sure and certain about his untimely and unprecedented dead.
Yet he couldn't feel any of his limbs, or let alone even see wherever he was headed; everything seemed so black and dull.
Even though he knew that he was dead, for some reason he still felt like his soul, spirit, aura or whatever you wanna call it floating in nowhere.
For some period of time, he was somewhere but nowhere at the same time feeling like he's been floating for more than forty minutes tops; all that came to a disruptive end.
When he felt his legs like they were being forcefully yanked out of a tunnel or something like that.
Exposed to such brightness, clearly he wasn't prepared for any of that; blinded by the bright and burning white light.
Something in him kinda felt warm, instead of being scared or questioning himself... He probably thought that this white light was his direct call to him to ascend upstairs.
To prepare himself he just let himself and his body go without a fight, feeling himself being lifted and transported.
Then sudden burning light dimmed down a little bit and now he was able to feel his eye lids; curious and over excited... He decided to open them so that he can finally see the place that he has been hearing great stories about.
What happened next was something that he last expected nor even possibly thought it was even possible.
After opening his eyes, before he could actually see where he was really... His vision was blur and after a few seconds his sight picked up.
All he heard were excitement of what seemed to be countless women, all screaming, crying and others talking distinctively.
What he saw first didn't even freak him out, he was just so cool, calm also collected.
He saw a beautiful young maiden lifting him out of his baby cot, taking him to another beautiful woman but who was more slightly older than the young maiden.
Looking at this beautiful woman, he took time and studied her after all he'd never seen such a beautiful woman before; well he has but none of which he remembers were this beautiful.
She wasn't the kind of woman you would just find anywhere she had this rare beauty that not even the most beautiful models would even dare come near close to her standard.
Her beauty was something that would be often declared a myth to everyone who had either seen her or heard about her, the way she was so beautiful even he couldn't comprehend her beautiful look.
Mesmerized by her charming rare features; beautiful golden eyes, her smooth and soft skin, her chiseled jawline, her luscious lips and her frozen moonlight hair.
Like all guys the features didn't seem to matter any more, when he laid his eyes on her big blossom chest... Wanting so bad to touch her but didn't want to come forward as a pervert.
Unprepared for the sound that came out of him, he began to let out baby cries; he heard himself but chose not to put much thought in it, then he tried to touch her.
And that's when he suddenly realised and felt something off about himself, after being breast fed which he didn't complain after tasting milk coming from her; when he was being tapped behind so he could burp.
That's when everything became so clearly looking at himself, he realised that he has been reborn and reincarnated into a new world.
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Many thoughts and questions rushed all over his head, he knew that there was such thing about reincarnated, he remembered learning about it at school and having a few friends who believed in a second life.
As much as he respected everyone's beliefs he was the type of guy who didn't believe in any of that, when he was all by himself he pretty much thought about it as a bunch of BS.
But now here he was in this new life, new form and probably new identity. Finally he burped and was back on the woman's arms, who he was now sure that he was his mother.
Looking around the room, he paid attention to every single detail; the room or the place was so ancient. It had that old castle look that Dracula the vampire is mostly portrayed in movies and TV shows.
Another thing that caught his eyes was an emblem enlarged on a wooden but golden door. He couldn't shake this feeling that it was perculiar familiar like he'd seen it somewhere though he doesn't remember where.
And now that he has gotten the time that he needed to familiarise his surroundings, he looked at his mother again and the same feeling he couldn't shake he felt it again; also she was familiar but he couldn't remember where he saw her, because the way she was; there was no way he'd ever forget seeing or meeting her. No one actually would.
Still trying to remember why everything here including his new mother seem so familiar, he got interrupted the very moment he was snatched from his new mother's hands.
He did feel the difference between both hands, his mother's hands were soft and warm and these ones were rough and pointy.
He looked at this person who has given him such discomfort, they locked eyes and that's when he saw the cold and death stare looking at him for some reason due to his discomfort he knew that this man was not just looking at his eyes only he was piercing through his soul.
He didn't say anything and he really didn't need too, Jacob who was probably going to have a new identity soon; saw the man's eyes and face change becoming distasteful and distant.
"You call this thing a son?"
And that's when he came to realization.
"Oh shit."