Reincarnation

We located ourselves in a place that in simple words for mortals like us was beautiful. The stars. Planets. The Sun. It was a unique show.

Among all that was a tall, masculine figure. Tall and thin, with fair skin and severe expression. Their eyes are bright and sharp, amber with bright yellow pupils. Dark brown hair is combed in a windswept manner with a longer bangs hanging on the right side of her face.

He watched the spectacle in amazement, but his divine appearance wasn't the only thing that stood out about that man. His wardrobe and his wielded weapon. A clothing that was woven with the best fabrics of royalty, but now it was with holes and dust. In her right hand she had a heroic-looking spear, her most reliable weapon and friend.

His eyes were hypotonized by the spatial landscape. He had fallen completely in love.

—Enjoying the scenery.

A voice echoed. Stern and neutral at the same time, behind the man.

"Hmm..."

He closed his eyes and breathed softly.

*Slash*

His gun cut through the air and positioned himself... In nothingness. There was no one around, only the stars shining.

"Who are you?"

He maneuvered the spear on his fingers and left it pointing at the ground, waiting for a movement to attack.

—Should you ask me that?

The man narrowed his eyes and spoke with a touch of sovereignty and elegance.

"My name is Geo II, legitimate prince of the Runaos empire. I command you to come into my presence."

—It is a great honor to meet your majesty. My name... I don't have... But you can call me Destiny.

The incorporeal being spoke with respect and admiration. He was before the king of a kingdom called Runaos, he had to show his deserved respect.

The prince relaxed his gaze and went back to observing the scenery, of course, while pressing his spear on any act of being called Fate.

—What's wrong with my lord?

I ask curiously the voice, waiting for an answer from the prince who put a disappointed look.

"What will happen from now on? I sent my men into a battle that was impossible to win, they wanted to retreat, but my pride... I'm a lousy leader. It doesn't matter anymore, I can't redeem myself, now God will judge my sins and I will accept whatever punishment He has prepared for me."

His voice was one of absolute regret. His gaze was relaxed, but with every word he said he made his lips tremble.

—... I know how your majesty feels, but it's not your time. He has to take power from the throne, lead his army, raise his family, and spawn a successor... He still has a long way to go.

The voice sounded soft and comforting. It was relaxing to listen to her, even the prince smiled.

A phosphorescent aura surrounded the entire body of the prince, lifted him off the ground, and gradually disappeared into particles.

His eyes began to close due to the heat that enveloped his damaged and bleeding body from combat wounds. He would fall into an eternal sleep or so he thought.

'I just want to redeem my sins and be someone better...'

That last thought was heard in his mind and disappeared. I leave the earthly world, then the astral world and now... Who knows where