1 chapter 1

I really don't know how I can start describing this, but somehow and for an unknown reason I ended up reincarnating in a new world, well not so new since I know exactly where I am, but it is something that is still difficult to understand.

I ended up in a world that I thought was fictitious and nothing else. A world where magic exists, people with powers that are beyond human imagination since there are some people who can create fire from nothing and launch them with a simple movement of their hand.

There are also people who can even eat the same element as a simple morning snack. And that's not all, since there are a few people I can count on with my fingers, who can even eat water or iron, and also air.

With the so-called magic that exists in this world, a person can also become a giant titan the size of a mountain, there are even people who can transform into a dragon.

In this world you can meet mythological beings, those that you only find in the illustrations of fantasy books or even in movies, those beings that only exist in the imagination.

In this place, there seems to have been a time when those beings I am talking about existed in a very distant time, or perhaps they still exist, but they decide to remain hidden from humans. Some people have said that they have seen these beings with their own eyes, but the people who have said it and told that as they see it, they point the finger at it and take it as crazy.

And if by any chance these majestic and beautiful beings came into existence and you were lucky enough to come face to face with one of them, it was because you were in the right place and at the right time.

Continuing with my story, in which I become a person feared by some, respected by the strong and loved by a small handful of people.

The truth is, I don't care if people see me as a monster and hate me, after all, each person has a different opinión of you. Whether you do something good or bad, there will always be someone who hates you with all their being.

Anyway, let's continue where we stay.

It all started on a certain cloudy day, when I started to open my eyes slowly and I found myself seeing a woman with a sad look on her beautiful face.

The woman appeared to be in her early 20s, young and beautiful with long red hair. She looked a little pale and seemed to be tired since from time to time she gasped for air and breathed very hard.

The woman was beautiful and that could be seen with the naked eye, I was distracted by a small noise and movements that came from my right side. Curious to know that it was slowly and with a lot of effort I turn my head and see a small baby next to me.

She had a few red hairs on her head, she was chubby and ugly, and more when she made strange noises from her mouth. I started to look more closely at the baby next to me when the scarlet-haired woman began to speak in a tired, weak voice.

"Thank God there are two of you, a boy and a girl. One of you will be my new body and my new life, if I can enchant myself inside one of you I will surely say goodbye to this cursed body." Panting and breathing hard, the woman looked at the two children she was holding in her arms and continued.

"I have waited for 400 long years for this moment to come and now one of you will be my recipient." Slowly the woman's voice trailed off and her hair covered her eyes.

As the woman spoke, our protagonist of this story, was seeing and hearing all that and thought. "My goodness, holy cap, this woman is Irene Belserion.

Oh well, let's calm down and think about this a little. To think that I have been reborn and become the son of Irene belserion, the so-called queen of dragons, is a surprise, so the little girl next to me is Erza, my new sister.

Hmm, this is strange, it is the first time that I am a brother and I don't know how to do it, I mean, you have to make a good brother, I don't know.

Although I know how to deal with young children since at the last moment of my life I died surrounded by my students. I will not be like those idiotic protagonists of Japanese novels, you know, those who make their goal to be stronger and desperately seek a solution on how to return to their old world.

I will never understand how they think, you have to be very idiots to have a goal like that. Desperately search for how to return to your old and boring life and continue with the same routine, live, work all day, eat, carry, grow old, and die.

That cannot be called life. I lived my life as I wanted and died quietly of old age.

I died of old age, but that does not mean that I acted as such as it would be very strange and disturbing to see a small child speak like an old man. There is a saying that says: think as an adult, live as a young man, advise as an old man and never stop dreaming like a child. "

"Oh, now that I remember, there are very powerful people in this world with strange fighting techniques. As a martial artist, it is normal for me to be interested in strong people. For a murderer and martial artist like me, it is normal to seek strength and be the best. " The little baby was thinking about many things in his mind that without realizing it, a smile was forming on his childish face.

The woman, Irene, was with her head down but felt something strange and raised her head when she saw that her baby was making a smile, an unknown sensation welled up in her chest when she said in a broken and hurt voice.

"Why you're laughing? I have suffered for a long time, you know .... don't make me doubt my choice, please don't do this to me." After a little pause, her eyes started to show sadness when she started crying and she said. "I can't, I can't do it, you two are my children and no matter how hard I try ..... I just can't hate you."

Crying incessantly and with deep love and affection brought us both into a long hug.

After a few seconds she pulled us away from her when she saw that Erza was also laughing as she stretched her little hands up to the sky as if wanting to comfort her mother. Once again Irene cried when her face suddenly changed and she put her eyes on me.

"What are those, shouldn't that be possible?" He said and with his hand he started to open my mouth, touching something between my gums and she exclaimed. "Why you have fangs growing, they are small but ... and what are those strange eyes ahr."

Wincing Irene once more under her head, she was apparently in pain as you could see she was making a strange expression.

"Now I understand." He muttered under his breath, then with difficulty proceeded to get up and put us in a basket. Heading towards an unknown direction he began to walk slowly as we entered a forest, after a long walk at the end we reached a place, a small town.

At all times I did not take my eyes off her, I was seeing her all the way. She as if she felt my gaze from time to time returned it to me with a small smile and returned to concentrate on her way.

Walking silently into town without anyone seeing her, she came to a church.

She was looking at us for a while with a warm smile on her face until she again made a sad expression, writing a small note on a paper that who knows where she got it from, put it in the basket where we were.

Saying a few good-bye words to us, she knocked on the church door and disappeared along with the wind.