Axl Lorenzo Cassinova
Just your run-of-the-mill, slightly-better-than-average Joe.
He was handsome, sure, but only cracked the top 10 hotties in the city. *Yawn.*
Smart? Yeah, he could probably spell "encyclopedia" backwards, but he wasn't exactly topping the class at the nation's brainiest university; he was just second place.
His parents? Oh, just the CEOs of some mega-corp. *Big deal.*
Axl, in a nutshell, was aggressively mediocre.
Strolling down the street, face like a granite statue, he glanced at his phone and mumbled, "Hmm, another chapter in my trashy novel?"
Axl was a teenager, but his poker face was legendary, forged in the fires of trust fund boredom.
"Novels are the only thing that gives me excitement" he said, a smirk playing on his lips, oblivious to the fact that his face was brighter than a supernova to the normies around him as he stared at his phone.
Suddenly, *BANG!* He arrived at his destination where people are weird if they where here and he just in time for some action.
"Hmm," he murmured, casually turning to see a corpse decorating the sidewalk. "What the..."
"Oh, great, a witness," said the shooter, looking like he'd rather be anywhere else.
Without missing a beat, Axl ran into him and channeled his inner Jackie Chan and snapped the dude's arm like a twig.
"Arghhhhh!" the man wailed, not thinking Axl was as fast as he was, clutching his now useless limb.
"You little punk," the man snarled, throwing a wild punch.
Axl gracefully dodged the attack and delivered a swift kick to the guy's gut, sending him into dreamland. But then, a voice boomed:
"Well, isn't this just precious?" said a masked figure, squeezing a trigger.
"Well, shit," Axl muttered, as his vision faded to black. Talk about anticlimactic.
~~~
As Axl wakes up in an unfamiliar place, he muttered, "Where the hell am I?"
Suddenly, a bright, square light shone in front of him.
*Last life of a monarch*
"System"
[Status]
- Name: Axl Lorenzo Cassinova
- Race: 7th type human???
- Title: The last cycle of a monarch???
- Class: Elemental swordsman
- Str: E-(SSS+)
- Agi: D-(SSS+)
- Mana: D(SSS+)
- Charm: S-(EX)
- Elements: Ice, light, fire, lightning, wind, space, Time, void
- Blessings: Divinity of the 7 chaos
'What the...' As he looked at the stats, he suddenly remembered all the memories of his body. "So, I reincarnated, and I just recovered my memories of my past life. Well, that's ironic."
"Did I just reincarnate in another world?" he said. Then, he heard a voice.
*No, monarch. You reincarnated in your favorite novel, "Rise of the 8th Hero in the 7th Kingdom."*
"Oh, okay," he said, not showing any emotion, which surprised the system.
*You really are...* said the system, not finishing its words.
"So what now?" asked Axl.
*Monarch, do you want to recover your 7 lives?*
"What? I have more than 1 life?" said Axl, now visibly shocked.
*Yes. So? You want to or not?*
"Yes." As he heard that, he remembered 7 distinct memories.
"Hmm, so I lived a crazy life, huh? But why do all 7 of them feel like they represent something, like the 7 sins?"
*Yes, monarch. Each of them represents one.*
"Anyway, why are you calling me monarch?" He asked, confused.
*I can't tell you that. Ask another question. I'll be disappearing shortly.*
"Why are you disappearing?" asked Axl, not caring if the system disappeared.
*I'm just a remnant.*
"Ok, don't care. Anyway, so system, I can do what I want, right?" he asked with a grin.
*Yes. Go to the academy, and there's a reward for you,* said the system as it disappeared.
"Oh, a reward, eh?" He stood up and went out from a cabin in the mountains. Yes, his life before remembering his past was just living in the mountains like a caveman, so there's no record of him anywhere, and the academy entrance is just a month away. Yes, the system told him the time for the entrance.