Reborn and Growing

I died in the middle of a War. An insignificant foot soldier that marched through countless battlefield. You can consider me lucky for surviving so long.

And then one day in the middle of chaos and destruction brought by war, I eventually met my end in the battlefield.

I died, or so I have thought...

But here I was floating in a warm pool of liquid with the temperature beyond the boiling point.

Strangely though I can't feel any painful scalding heat, and instead I found the heat very comfortable to be in. And what's more I don't feel suffocated even when I can't breathe.

At first I thought that I was brought down to hell after my death, but it seems that wasn't the case.

After all how could hell be this peaceful and stress free? I would say this is more like the paradise. There's no more wars, fighting, and chaos. This place is so peaceful.

Time passed that seems to be a few days, I felt a weird force pulling me out of this place. I panicked a little bit but there's no stopping the force.

Soon a really uncomfortable feeling assaulted me as if I was being drowned underwater. Although I was just fine being not able to breathe a moment ago, this time I really felt I was in trouble.

As I flailed around in distress, a sudden impact of pain came from my behind.

"WAAAAAAHHHH!! WAAAAAAHHHH!!"

I opened my eyes, and out of shock I saw people several times bigger than I was.

Giants? No, it's not. In fact I was the one who's shrunk back into a size that a woman would carry in their arms.

"Your name will be Riser. Riser Phenex." An adult looking man said to me.

It was then that I realized when I opened my eyes that I was just a newborn infant who just got born into this world.

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Six months passed...

I spent my time observing my surroundings. This place was a big mansion where my family lived. Apparently I was born in a rich household of a noble of some kind.

My wet nurses took care of me when my parents are away most of the time. I've gotten used on breastfeeding after a while.

In this world I am named Riser. People would call me young master or something respectful.

People on my family though called me 'Riser-chan' since I am still an infant. I have only seen two of my elder brothers and my parents though. And the rest would be the servants in this mansion.

Though shocking it might be, the body I was reborn into was not a Human but a Devil. A son between the two pure blooded devil nobles.

I discovered it myself when I started to feel a mysterious power within myself. And when I try to muster this power, my body gets heated up and slightly feeling stronger. Also I heard the conversation between the people in the mansion and overheard that this isn't the human world to begin with, but the Underworld.

"I can't wait to see myself wielding superpowers on my own."

I was excitingly waiting for my future.

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Another six months passed and I turned one years old.

A small birthday party was thrown within the lands of which my family controlled.

My relatives from my grandparents down to my siblings came to see me. It was a few rare occasions when I could see the family together.

"Woah, it seems Riser-chan had more Demonic Powers than normal." One of my elder brothers gave his comment.

"It should be something worth celebrating right? His strength should be remarkable when he grows up. Right Riser?" My mom follows up.

"Uhn."

The part continued with people giving their blessings and giving me congratulations. I thanked them all with my mouth that I was finally capable of talking.

After the party I felt slightly from the celebration. My mother then ordered a servant and was carried by a servant into my room.

When the servant left, I slowly stood up on my feet.

"Nobody is going to notice me, right?" I said trying to convince myself.

I took a deep breathe and started mustering my innate Demonic Powers within myself. I could feel an erupting energy in my belly as it started to spread all throughout my body like blood circulating.

The temperature inside the room rise as my body emitted heat. My Demonic Powers sapping away as I started to feel with each seconds passed.

"Come on... Just a little bit more..."

Soon I finally felt my Demonic Powers assimilating on my back, and then I felt something coming out of it.

"Finally, so this is Demonic Powers!" I felt exhilarated.

I looked at my reflection on a mirror. Small feather wing of fire formed in it.

Ten seconds later after I had used my Demonic Powers, I was assaulted with fatigue.

"Huh?"

My shoulder then felt vaguely heavy, it felt like my entire body had something big is weighing me down.

It was then that I fainted and my body collapsed.

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It was the next day and I was woken up by a servant panicking. After I collapsed yesterday, I just fell down on the floor and slept the entire night.

After that I once again tried practicing how to control Demonic Powers. Just thinking about how my power would grow greatly excites me. The earlier I train, the more powerful I become.

"I mean everyone dreamed of gaining superpowers someday right?" I chuckled.

This time I tried recreating the feeling I made yesterday. Mustering the power that originated within my belly and spread throughout my whole body. And then at the final stage squeezing out the said Demonic Power forming wings of fire on my back.

"I did it!"

I rejoiced in delight after being able to feel the power flowing on my body. When I was in this state, my body will get hot and I get slightly stronger.

I jumped up and down a bit. Standing up and then trying to flap my wings as I tried my hands on flight.

Strangely enough I floated through the air for a few seconds and back to the ground. I continued my attempts trying to practice and find the balance in midair.

"I've been in this state for a while now. Did something change?" I realized.

Yesterday I only lasted for ten seconds before I lost consciousness. It lasted a full minute until I finally felt my body feeling heavier.

"Ugh..."

And that's how in the second time, I collapsed.

The following days after that I continued using my Demonic Powers until I collapsed out of exhaustion. I did it secretly so that the servants and my family wouldn't be suspicious of me.

As time passed by the time I was able to use them gets longer. From a single minute, to ten minutes, until it has become half an hour.

Not only I could last longer, the power increase when using my ability had leveled up so much.

And then I came to a conclusion that the more I used my Demonic Powers, the more stronger I became.

So from that day forth, every single day would be dedicated on practicing using my powers to the point of collapse.