the monarch

Author's note: Thanks to olivertheoliver, Ryan_ls, and joao_marcus_3370 for donating their stones, I didn't expect to get this return so soon, thank you very much

January 430, Earth

In a hospital room in the kingdom of the sun, there was a woman and a medical team, to be more precise in a birthing operation, they seemed to be fighting for the child's life, the mother was red and barely breathing, as if she had fought a war.

With a lot of effort, after long hours of delivery, the child came out, the doctor quickly got scared by the child's eyes, they looked like big black gems, totally without color, it was shocking only for a moment, as in recent years it has become more the birth of eyes with different colors is common. matching his look his hair was also dark, it even seemed to be dyed, this was noticeable even though he only had small baby tufts

Kayden felt a very strange sensation, everything was dark and suddenly he was pulled by strong hands and he felt the light of

"Let me hold my son, doctor, "asked the mother, visibly depressed by the delivery, the doctor quickly wrapped the child in a blanket and presented him to the mother "Your eyes are beautiful, they are not mine or your father's, boy."

While giving attention to his son, she knew that she didn't have much time to live, old injuries had already worn her body down for a long time, and, as if it were the most natural thing in the world, she hugged the child to her body, kissed his forehead and said:

"Good luck, Kayden, may the mana be with you." As she said that, the woman closed her eyes, never to open them again.

Kayden was confused by his surroundings, his mind seemed strangely slow, as if he were a newborn, things didn't seem to flow properly, it just seemed like he had lapses in attention.

The language he heard sounded strangely like the English spoken in his homeland, but it had small changes that made it difficult to distinguish, he only understood a word that was his name in his past life, and by deduction, it was also in this one.

After a few minutes, he noticed that he was in the body of a newborn baby, and the person holding him must have been his mother, but she appeared to be lifeless, which scared Kayden, it wasn't possible to be born twice without luck, right?

Kayden suddenly felt drowsy, as if using a grown person's mind in that body was wearing him out too much. After the baby fell asleep, which again surprised the team, it was not normal for a baby to fall asleep at birth, normally they cry a lot.

Unbeknownst to Kayden, doctors took him to the government, who then sent him to one of the local orphanages for adoption. Kayden might even consider himself lucky this time, it was an environment supported by an elderly retiree, who undoubtedly had no money problems. It was a 3-story house, with about 4 rooms per floor, normally it only accepted newborns, as according to the old man it was easier to educate.

Kayden was placed on the first floor in one of the free rooms, a room with a baby bed, a window, and a ceiling fan. The inhabitants soon came to see the newborn that was being cared for by the old man.

"Hey old man, who's that?" What is your name? "asked Ryan to the old man, no one knew the name of the old man, since they remembered, he was known as an old man.

Along with Ryan, there were 7 more people, it was not a new event for most of them, who spent their whole lives in this place, they were between 4 and 12 years old in their majority.

"The civil servant said his name is Kayden, no last names or any other information.

" Wow, his eyes are really pretty."

"They are, they seem like an endless abyss, and his crying is endless, I had even forgotten how babies are."

The old man quickly sent everyone outside, it was late at night and they would have class the next day. The next day, Kayden woke up confused, vaguely remembering what happened after falling asleep in the doctor's hands, the first thing that jumped into his eyes was the blue ceiling and small walls around him.

He understood that he was in a baby crib, he felt his face wet, but he didn't remember having cried the day before. Could it be that when he was away, his body acted like a normal newborn? It seemed odd, but it made sense when you thought your body could revert to mindless mode when you didn't have a mind capable of managing it.

At that same moment, it also dawned on him that Kayden had been reborn, not only reborn but still had his memories, all of them, this caused doubts in his head, was it an error in the reincarnation system? Or was it on purpose? Putting his doubts aside, Kayden promised himself that in this life he would conquer everything and, with the support of his memories, he would start early on the path to the top, but before that, he needed to fight sleep again, his vision began to close involuntarily.

When Kayden fell asleep, the door to his room was opened by the old man. He came to check why the baby stopped crying out of nowhere, normally newborns can cry for a long time without stopping. The old man closed the window thinking that the cold must have scared the baby.

"So small and at the same time capable of crying so loudly, isn't he tiny "The old man spent some time playing with the child.

After a while, Kayden found himself in the same situation again, it had become clear that his baby body was not able to withstand the wear and tear of a mind developed in him, this time he was in the room, more precisely in the hands of the old man near a fireplace. It looked like the little old man was telling stories to the children around, Kayden noticed his surroundings this time, he was getting used to having small lapses of consciousness and wanted to try to make the most of these small intervals.

It was in a large room with about 4 3 seater sofas around it, in each seat a child sat who seemed to be listening intently to the story, Kayden wasn't able to see much because of the angle he was at, the fireplace burned so warm and cozy, but he couldn't tell what material was burning.

He also noticed the language that was being spoken by the old man, it was a kind of English, Kayden did not doubt that, however, few words could be perceived by him, and there seemed to be a strong accent that prevented him from differentiating the words.

The old man's words were very rhythmic, it looked like he was reading a book, but his two hands were on Kayden, it looked strange and didn't make much sense, he tried to straighten up and fidget to get another position, that moment he saw a book floating.

'A book floating what a cool, wait, book! floating?' Kayden screamed in surprise for a moment, startling everyone around, it was so sudden that the old man even threw Kayden in the air.

"What a little fright "laughed the old man awkwardly, at the same time, Kayden didn't know how, but he was standing at the top without falling, almost like magic, he was ready to try to investigate what was going on, however, again he was assaulted by a strong drowsiness and was not able to resist sleep.

The people in the room continued their leisure activity as if nothing had happened, they knew that laughing at the old man caused an increase in the workload in the house.

Sometime later, Kayden woke up looking at the same blue ceiling again, and after a brief moment to collect his thoughts, he freaked out again.