Birth

The soul that was flung away ended up stopping in the middle of some galaxy. He looked around around but all he saw was the vastness of space and some guy looking at him. He kept looking around at the beauty of the stars.

The man snapped his fingers at the curious soul. "Look, as you were not given the option to choose, you have automatically been given the 'another life' choice. Since we know this was not your ideal pick, you can also choose the setup for your life, just be quick."

With no hesitation, the soul started rattling. "My new name will be Elijah Freeman. I want to be born as the third prince of a powerful nation. My first brother should be given the throne and my second brother should be his general for the army. The third prince, aka, me, should be free to do whatever he wanted. I want three older sisters, doesn't matter their age but at least one should be older than the first prince. 5 younger sisters, and three younger brothers. 1 set of twins, don't care about gender combination. Father should be extremely powerful and able to control his kingdom effectively. Maybe some drama in the family but no hate and plots to kill each other." Ended his rant on the family side.

"For the world, I want it to be high-end. Meaning, its pretty high up on the power scale, maybe even reaching the hyperverse level. Mana should exist in the world with almost no limits on its use. Other races should definitely exist, like minks, fairies, elves, beastmen, orcs, goblins, dwarves, and dragons. They should all be breed-able with every other race." Ended his rant on the world side.

"For myself, even though I wanna be born to human parents for their status, I want to actually be a outer god. Don't need anything special but some extra perks would be nice. I also want some super power grandma to be able to teach me everything about weapons and fighting. That'll be all." The soul finished.

The man just stood their a listened. He didn't seem to be doing anything at all other than sitting their stunned. "Why do you have all that at the top of your head? Actually I don't care. All of it isn't impossible since in the fast expanse of the infinite universe, those conditions are bound to exist. You would just have to wait for me to find them. But on another note, you cannot be a elder god. And also, no extra perks."

"I said outer god, not elder god. And why not?" the soul asked.

"Well, your soul is inherently human, so changing that part of you would change who you are as a whole. Which would be a no bueno."

"I don't mind," he said quickly. "As long as I'm not actually a human."

"Well, sorry to break it to you, but you have to be. Even if you asked to be a elf or something close in you earlier statements, I would still have to make you human. It's just not ethical to change the core structure of a soul. You can do it later on you own, if that is any consolation," The man finished his little speech.

The soul just stood there. He wasn't gonna be the one to complain since it seemed like everything else turned out to be possible. He was just hoping to finally get rid of his humanity. 

The man seeing the soul not saying anything else, began his work on finding the perfect place to send the soul. 

5 Minutes.

4 Hours. 

2 Days.

It took a total of 9 years before man finally spoke to the soul again. "Hey, I found," the man trailed off as he looked at the man talking to himself and not paying attention to what he was saying. 

It took a small amount of time for the man to find the universe the soul requested, but it was different for the soul. The soul just spent a total of 9 years in what was basically solitary confinement where the only thing he could do was watch the stars. "Oh cool, so it's time to go?" the soul said to the man.

"Yeah, but are you okay? You were just talking to yourself over there." The man questioned.

"Yeah, I was just talking to my buddy, Nova, but his friends call him The N-Word. It's a inside joke, you wouldn't get it."

"Uh, Sure." The man said in a downcast voice. He felt like he might have messed up the soul a little more than he already was. Yet from what he was told about the soul, he doubted he could mess him up more. "Anyways, enjoy your new life." His tone took a 180. "Have a great time, Elijah Freeman."

"I will. You should pray for everyone else though," were the last words the soul muttered before he blacked out. 

…

At first, the soul was asleep but when he woke up he found himself surrounded by darkness. Warmth was around him and he was surrounded by some kind of pressure.

The next thing he knew, he was being pushed and thrown into the hands of some old lady. The lights were blinding him and all the chatter was deafening to the newborn. He tried to scream at them to shut up but all that came out was the cries of a baby.

"Your Highness, It's a healthy baby boy." The doctor lady gave his body to the woman who just gave birth to him. He looked at what he assumed to be his mother to burn her image into his brain. Yet, all he saw was a blur. His eyes were somewhat open, but he could not make out what she looked like, or anything in the room for that matter. 

He could hear them talking and could understand what they were saying, but he knew they were not speaking English. He wasn't confused but he was very curious about why he could understand them. 

Not a moment after he finished getting picked up by his mother, three more figures rushed it the room. It was two females and a boy. It was to soon to assume they were his brothers and sisters, but he thought they might be considered they were allowed in the birthing chambers.

They all crowded around his mother and himself while cooing at him. The boy in the party stood a little to the side while talking to his mother. "What shall be his name," the boy asked the queen. 

"Elijah, Elijah Freeman," The woman said proudly. "The Third prince of the Eternal empire. He will bring greatness to our empire."

Little did she know that she was carrying a little ball of chaos in her hands. The last thing on his mind was bringing greatness to the empire. The first was, 'I wonder when I'll get to officially meet The Devil.'