2: Rebirth
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After my initial pondering on which talents to choose, and if what the messages said are true. Then there will be other individuals within this world, who might’ve been given even better rewards than my own. I’ll definitely have to prepare for my future, and for other reincarnated. 

Quite simply [Hunter’s Boon] seems to be seamlessly made to be, well a hunter. If the flavour text and the two abilities are true, then it will greatly help. I’d imagine tracking would be pretty useful but the creature has to be marked it seems, I also wonder what it means by seeing the weaknesses of my opponents. Is it like a sign, maybe it just tells me the weakness? No idea, I’d probably pick this one up.

Next up would have to be [Troll’s Blood] which is exactly the survivable I need. Regeneration would help greatly though, it does make me wonder if it would affect my supposedly new life waiting after this. You know what? Imma grab this one anyways, whatever problems follow I’ll just deal with. Hopefully it’s not too suspicious for a guy to grow a new arm. 

[Dual Welding Proficiency], no question about it. It’s definitely top tier, even if I don’t remember my past life I’d imagine I never handled a weapon before, more or less two. This would turn me into a dual welding genius, though in regards to the others it does fall maybe a little flat. At least compared to the troll’s regeneration. It’s a possibility. 

We can just skip pass [Night Vision], I’m sorry night vision. There’s just better options compared to you. Gotta be a no go.

Lastly the [Star Guided] honestly the most profound and suspicious one out of them all. The stars speak to me? What does that even entail, plus it guides me along destiny? Does that mean my destiny becomes pre-determined, probably. Hopefully I’m like a messiah or something if I pick this one. Speaking to stars, maybe they’ll be a North Star... Anyways back on topic, this trait really doesn’t give me much info to work with but I can definitely tell it’s different compared to [Hunter’s Boon], maybe it’s a rarer trait compared to it.

“My choice definitely matters, vastly. Well I guess since I can’t make up my mind on either regeneration or weapon proficiency, at this point let’s go for survivable and hopefully the two traits will pull though” He said to himself. 

Finalizing his choices [Hunter’s Boon], [Troll’s Blood], and lastly [Star Guided]. After choosing, the messages which showed up earlier before appeared once more in front of him however, at same time Alex vision was seamlessly falling back into eternal darkness as it once was. 

[Enjoy, your new life]

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A group of children can be seen sleeping, peacefully on their own little individual bed made of straw and lose grass covered by a variety of different cloths. The stone walls can be seen with some cracks which gave a dark and cold atmosphere however, as if to bring a stark contrast between the two, windows filled the biggest holes within the stone wall, bringing in the suns warmth and light onto the darkened room offsetting the exposure of the room. Further more the light and warmth seemed to basked the children, who seemed to want to hold onto that little warmth. Cuddling into their bla...

Caw! Caw! Caw!

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Abruptly, the loud noises of a rooster. Seemed to awake all the children up, which was followed up by their little morning tangent. 

“Ahhhh, tell the rooster to stop” 

“too loud” 

“Is that rue?”

“I think so, he’s always up so early” 

“Tell that stupid bird to shut up” 

“Rue, five more minutes!!” 

“Tch, now we gotta get up” 

“i’m going back to bed” 

As the children began waking up one after another, shorty after the abrupt cawing, there appeared to be one child still getting up, who seemed to be rubbing his eyes. 

‘Ah, I guess that was a rooster. This all feels like a fever dream...’ As Alex began looking aground, he noticed quite quickly that he was indeed in another world. Surrounding he was a multitude of  beds and children, appearing around the ages of six to nine he guessed. Until he grazed at his own little hands. ‘...... Small, very small. So I’m a child too. This is gonna be a headache to get use to.’ Alex thought to himself. 

Furthermore upon waking up Alex, noticed that he had memories which didn’t belong to him. Memories which aren’t his, yet they are. This child’s story wasn’t all that great, found in the middle of the woods crying and wailing, he was found and brought into the mountain village’s orphanage. Rundown as it may be with the cracked stone walls and straw bed. It was home. 

For the young child, the orphanage offered a family, a support system, food, water, and lastly shelter. Within the orphanage was all he needed, plus the towns folk always seem to care about the many children treating them as their own. 

Quite simply he lived a fine life with which he and the many children were cared about deeply from the nun and priest. They were the ones who ran this little orphanage. 

After waking it was as if they became one. 

‘We lived quite a happy little life so far, so I guess I better start going by my new name Noct, an interesting name to say so’ Noct further thought, bringing his attention back to reality was the door opening. Staring at the women who opened the door was a middle age brunette lady, who wore robes of gold and white. She gave off the appearance of a upstanding citizen however, the motherly aura that radiants from her was on another level. 

“Good morning little ones, how bout we make our bed first? Then we can go on and make breakfasts, also make sure to say thank to Rue” Said the older lady as she began making her way to help the closest child. “Come on, up you go Alice, Baron make sure to make your bed with no help from Filp.” 

As she began making her rounds, Noct had different thoughts. ‘So that’s the nun Rachel, pretty much our mother figure. Alice huh, well she’s a little baby basically much younger than the rest of the kids. Well I better make my bed too then’ 

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(Breakfast Time) (Alex POV)

Sitting around in a circle, we are eating what I believe is scrabble eggs and portage. Definitely not out of this world, but some normalcy does sound nice. 

Glancing around I see that there is roughly 11 or 12 people including me. So overall I think that’s a sizeable amount, it’s exactly split evenly down the middle six girls and six boys. Moving back onto the topic of conversation. 

“Make sure to not rush, Derek. The food isn’t going anywhere.” Said Rachel. 

“I can go play afterwards, so that’s why I gotta eat fast so I can also get that damn chicken” Quickly responding back to Rachel was the loudmouth Derek. Compared to the other children the impression Derek gives off is well, quite different from the rest of the children, loud, obnoxious, and hyper. Surprisingly I’d say his attitude is definitely contradictory to his appearance with overall handsome looking feature with his brown hair, though the most eye catching feature is definitely his eyes (no pun intended). That shine with bright gold, estimated to be around my age. 

“You know that, he wakes us up right? Like every morning?” Shortly after Derek’s comment was followed up by Edling the elven child. From the memories and impressions of this new body, she’s the oldest one out of us, I’d say around 9 to 10. Her appearance is probably the stable of the elves, blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. Also holds the title for the most rational out of the children, if Rachel is a motherly figure who cares for us then Edling is the big sister who watches us when she isn’t around.

Besides those three, that leaves us with ten additional people, nine more children, followed by the other adult of the orphanage. Priest Nolan, unlike nun Rachel he didn’t really give off the aura of a fatherly figure but he did however run the orphanage and the church up the hill. Quite simply I’d imagine most of orphanage and church money comes though donations or the healing that Nolan does. Overall he’s pretty much the back bone of both establishments, he doesn’t wear the same robes as Rachel, instead he wears a grey robe followed by the white coat overtop. Much like Rachel he also has a pretty normal appearance however, the wrinkles on his face definitely shows his age. I’d imagine he’s been doing his priesthood for a couple decades now. 

“I wouldn’t recommend chasing after Rue after-all, he’s a quite a big chicken. Plus I like him”Nolan chuckled to himself. 

“i like rue too” Said the little baby girl sitting between both Nolan and Rachel.

Now, this little girl is not to be trifled with, why? Because she’s the baby of the orphanage aka Alice. With her long black hair, purple eyes, and a really nicely placed beauty mark below her left eye, really brings out her adorableness. She’s the youngest and smallest of us, probably around 4. 

Unlike the loudmouth Derek, she’s pretty quiet but definitely has her own opinions even at such a young age, impressive I say. I too like Rue at least though my memories. 

“YOU’RE NOT GONNA CHASE RUE” Yelled the white haired girl towards Derek.

After Alice’s little comment, we’ve got Nora the one who just yelled. Quite honestly I’ve got no idea what she is, she has bright white hair and brown skin. It’s definitely exotic looking, anyways she has red eyes so that’s cool. Number One interest is sleeping it seems, roughly estimated to be around 7. Seems to hold Rue in a high regard like Alice. 

“Think they’re gonna fight?” Said the boy with a huge statue. 

“I think so” The blue haired boy replied back. 

Both of these children were both, Baron and Flip. Now Baron first is a boy who could very much just appear to be a normal person with his brown hair and brown eyes however, his huge stature gave away his very obvious size. He didn’t seem to have any other unique qualities besides his height and size, overall I’d imagine he’d grow up to be a lumber jack or something similar. He’s a pretty neat guy. 

The one following up Baron is well Flip, or more accurately Fliption. Now much like Baron, Flip seem to have a uncanny ability of sort, maybe that’s why they’re together so much. Anyways, his ability seems to be his eyes which resembles a hawk, this gift has enabled him to see much further, accurately, and more colours it seems. Fliption is known around the village for his bright blue hair and bright blue eyes, which supposedly resembles a skyward hawk. It’s a type of monster or creature not entirely sure. 

“Fight, fight, fight!!” Another little girl was seamlessly changing, while staring at Nora and Derek. 

The one inciting and provoking both Nora and Derek to fight, is none other than Lucinda. Quite different from what you might expect from one with her name, but nevertheless her character is one not to be messed with. A little girl who clearly enjoys violence and chaos, that is who Lucinda could be said to be. Having red hair and green eyes, plus freckles, she gained the name little fire ball. Fun fact she’s an arsonist, loves fire. 

Once more glancing around the table I can see, someone passed out in their food... Alrighty... so that’s Milton. Milton as you guess loves sleep a lot more than Nora, by miles ain’t even comparable. If a Nora is a person who enjoys naps three times a day, then Milton is someone who can sleep whole days away. Appearance wise, he’s also quite handsome for a child though with eggs and portage in his face... doesn’t really help his case, huh. Milton much like Edling is also blonde however this time with hazel eyes, and a birthmark in the shape of a mane of some kind rests on his shoulder to neck area. Milton also happens to be the second oldest out of everyone, estimates put him at 8 or 9. 

You know, taking a second look at the table, it’s in a circle followed by lines in the middle so it appears to be a tree. A tree stump, mhmm the eggs and the portage

“Noct, you haven’t even touched your food yet” Said the motherly nun Rachel, as she glanced towards me. 

‘Ahh, dammit I didn’t realize I haven’t even talked yet or even touched my food. I gotta stop looking at the things around me’ Thinking to himself Noct, now noticed that everyone else at the table minding Milton have ate their share.

“Ahh, I’ll get right to it” Said Noct as he started to eat his food. 

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