1 New World And Magic

My head was pounding, a relentless drumbeat that could rival a rock concert. I gingerly tried to shift, but a sharp pain in my chest made me reconsider any sudden movements. As I squinted upwards, I was greeted by what seemed like a heavenly spotlight, or maybe it was just a really bright light.

"Ah, why the Hell...," I quipped to myself as I summoned the strength to sit up.

I looked around, trying to get my bearings. I was in a small, dimly lit room with a window and a door. I could see the faint outlines of furniture in the room and a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

"Where am I?" I asked out loud. I tried to remember what had happened before I found myself in this place. Suddenly, it all came back to me - I had been involved in a fight with a group of bullies, and one of them attacked me from behind and hit me in the head.

I felt a sudden sharp pain, and the world around me started spinning. I felt like I was falling into an endless abyss as darkness suddenly engulfed me. Oh my God, am I dead?

I felt a wave of anger wash over me. "Those fuckers really killed me?" I thought to myself.

Suddenly, I felt a surge of energy, and a rush of memories filled my mind. They felt like memories of a life I had never lived, of experiences I had never encountered, and of people that I had never met. Yet, the memories felt so real and vivid, as if I had lived them myself.

The memories of a 17-year-old boy named Ryan filled my mind. He had been an orphan since he was just a baby, and he had been taken in by a kind old couple. But they also died a few months ago, leaving Ryan alone in the world without anyone to turn to.

"Orphan, huh?" I thought to myself. I remembered my own past life and how I had been an orphan too.

I felt an intense connection with Ryan, as if our souls had merged and I had become Ryan himself. I felt memories of the past few weeks rush back to me. I knew I was the same person, but in a different body.

I looked around, taking in my new surroundings. I couldn't believe it, but reality was in front of me - it was not a dream.

I felt a mixture of emotions, all conflicting with each other. On the one hand, I felt disbelief and shock at the situation I was in, but on the other, I felt excitement and anticipation for the unknown.

I was filled with a sense of freedom, as if I had been released from my old life and could start fresh in a new one.

As I explored these new memories, I quickly discovered that this was a magical world. Every person is born with their own kind of magic, and when they turn fifteen, they are gifted with a grimoire, a magical book that further enhances that magic.

Thinking to myself, I chuckled and smiled, "Hehehehe... Now it will be fun!" I was excited to explore this new world.

I possessed a magic that I called The [Sword Magic].

Unlike the grand name, the [Sword Magic] was actually quite weak and was not particularly useful.

It was because my mana, the energy that fuels the use of magic, was weak.

Weak mana means that the user has a limited amount of magical power and is unable to access more powerful spells or use magic for extended periods of time.

Two years ago, I tried to join the Magic Knights, a group of powerful mages that protect the Kingdom from danger. However, I had been unable to pass the entrance exam due to my weak magical abilities.

I had worked hard to pass the exam, but my mana was too weak at that time, and I was very disappointed.

But now the feeling was different.

I could sense something more. I could feel an energy that I couldn't explain, something that was calling out to me.

Suddenly, I realized that my mana was much stronger than before.

Still, the amount of mana I possessed was below average compared to the magic knights. But it was more than it was before.

I could feel a strange power that seemed to be dormant inside me, a power that I had never felt before.

I sat crossed leg and tried to feel the mana inside me, and as I did, I felt something, and as I tried to reach it,

BOOM!

A powerful shockwave blasted through my body.

A sadistic grin appeared on my face. I had never felt like this in both of my lives - one inside the magical world and the other in my old life. The thrill of this newfound power was exhilarating, and I could feel my body beginning to tremble with excitement.

"Hehehe... hahhaha... that felt amazing!"

I laughed out loud, feeling the power surge through my veins.

I felt a strange sense of exhilaration and excitement, a feeling of limitless possibility and potential that I had never experienced before.

I was filled with determination as I stood up and summoned my grimoire.

With a wave of my hand, the grimoire floated in front of me, its pages flipping through the air as if it had a mind of its own.

On the cover of my grimoire, there was a three-leaf clover with a sword drawn below it, the symbol of my [Sword Magic].

As the pages flipped, I noticed a few spells that I had previously possessed, but suddenly a bright light came from the grimoire and the pages started to flip rapidly. I watched in amazement as the symbols of my [Sword Magic] began to glow and change shape.

A new page opened and a new spell appeared - a spell which I had never seen before.

I could feel the power from within me grow and build up as I focused my energy and cast my first spell. A wave of magic energy blasted out of my grimoire, and I could feel power surging through me. I was filled with a sense of joy and accomplishment. "Let's test out what I can do! Hahahahah!"

But suddenly, I stopped and looked around the room. It was a small two-room house, inherited from the kind old couple who had taken me in as a child.

Tears started to well up in my eyes, as I remembered the old couple who had taken me in and given me a home when I had nowhere else to go. I was usually stoic and distant, but the emotions of the moment were too powerful to contain. I wiped away the tears, feeling a little embarrassed for showing such emotion, but thankful for the memories of the past.

I ran out of the house, determined to test out my newfound powers.

And in a few minutes I was standing in the middle of a clearing in the forest, surrounded by trees and lush vegetation. The sun was setting, and I could feel the energy of the forest around me.

It was a forest just behind the village called Relmaur, a small village in the forsaken realm of the Clover Kingdom, where I had grown up.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, feeling the power of the earth and the sky.

As I stood in the clearing, I could feel the mana in the air, a powerful energy that seemed to be emanating from all directions.

I waved my hand again, and the grimoire shot up in the air and hovered beside me, waiting expectantly for my next command.

"Then shall we?"

BOOM!