Living.

[Reincarnating...]

[Shutdown -time 10]

[Named: Alkan.]

'...' Ancelot, now named Alkan, didn't have any thoughts, only in his soul since the tiny baby brain couldn't handle this neuron connections already.

And while the system did commands on its own, Alkan cried his eyes out because of the pressure in his head, the strain to exit that tiny hole that humans have, a true torture.

'No! Not again.' That's what he's probably thinking about right now since it's not the first time he felt this, being born a third time was kind of bad, not the he remembered the first time he saw light.

After about 10 seconds, the system finally went away turning off.

Of course all of this was happening together with a bunch of people in a room talking encouraging words to the woman in bed giving birth to the now Alkan.

"Push my lady, it's almost there!" After saying this the baby came out and started to cry, showing how it was healthy, the mom however, was very pale because of the labor, straining her weak body wasn't that of a good idea.

Nonetheless, the poor woman was happy, seeing her child in her hands is something that Alkan, her own son, will understand the feeling. And placing her eyes at his head and face she notice that, first he had the same hair as her, brown, and second, his eyes were just like from his father, the color black.

After holding her baby for some time an expected event took place, a man having black hair and eyes finally walked into the room with a bright smile since he just had receive one of the best news in his life, his son was born!

"How is it? I did a good job didn't I my love..." The woman said to her husband showing the same bright smile.

"Of course you did, so let's name him the name we thought about that day... Alkan!" Said the husband remembering some scene that both kept thinking about good names.

"Yes, yes, I remember that you did win for the male name... but if our second child is a girl you know that it's my time to give a chance at the name!" She stated angrily joking.

"Haha, what if you curse her!" He teased her and after both did this type of greeting he was finally allowed to take his son into his arms, not before having his wife hit him weakly for his tease.

"Hmm, he has my eyes, I can already feel the unwavering will of his! He'll be a good mage just like his mom!" The man holding the poor baby high in the air screamed, Alkan could only wait so the time as a baby could pass, being one wasn't a good experience.

[Time Skip of 4 years.]

Alkan was the only one in this room full books, he sat on the floor again after searching again for more material since now, he finally was able to read. It was not different from this on his second life, a new language should be easy to learn however, but it seems that the only listening to the said words was too hard for him.

And studying? It only began a year ago, when he was granted the permission to roam free inside their family's humble house something too, akin to his previous chance.

Of course, he's not that dumb, he could talk early and tried to learn communicate, but it seems he was unsuccessful just like before.

Not that this would change something, he was in a jail of some sorts, his family was overly protective and his mother was kind of crazy, she enjoyed being beaten, a new experience even to Alkan.

Hearing her muffled screams at night was not cool for him, but was it better than staying on his crib doing nothing but looking at the ceiling?

Of course that after some time he discovered their names, his mom that had brown hair and blue eyes was named Emy, and for his father with black hair and eyes his name was Urian. And for the record, Urian, was a normal guy but with a strange taste for woman. Did he chose Emy for her strange trait? Alkan would not ask that.

Now to the important things, before even getting to the books he got to know that in this world dungeons was the main aspect here, it had different levels, for the lowest one anyone could enter it and wreck havoc in the dwellers, the monsters. Although the dungeons of the lowest grade wasn't a real threat to the real world, the ones from higher grades were.

If the difficult ones that appeared were not cleared the monsters inside could go outside and have a taste of the fresh planet air. And one nice detail was that monsters already dwelt the exterior since long ago the humans that had no idea of dungeons let one of the bigger ones uncleared and managed to finish it only after some time, years.

'Humans... here is saying humans but, more humanoid species exists, it seems that here the racism is a very big deal.' The kid thought - 'The habitants of this world already knew about magic before even the dungeons... but monsters didn't exist, it didn't even appeared in their mind what could be something like that. No threat for a long time.' Alkan continued his train of thought about what did the humanoids did with all of their power when there were not a single monster.

War.

It had yet to be stated on the book, but he could already imagine, power, the greed, it was something dangerous. There's not way war is not an answer - 'It seems my age made me a sage of some sorts.' He thought

About the problem of monsters on the 'surface', from what Alkan has read the humanoids' enemies were constituted in a variety of species, goblins and orcs for example was a couple of the monster races that had a good rate of reproduction, obviously making it harder to extinct, even if the majority of the races has the same trait, races like giants got exterminate because of their extreme danger for the humans.

But the giant genes has yet to be gone as interbreeding is possible and some orcs can be found to have them, making them bigger, stronger and sometimes developing extreme tolerance against magic or physical attacks, which in the physical terms they are already strong.

He would continue to read if his father didn't barge in the room startling him only to yell at him - "To the courtyard, now!" Alkan slowly looked at his father, Urian, and got up to place the book in its place.

"What is that pace, are you a snail, just come already." His old man said and his words only served to get on his son's nerves - "Don't worry, you have all day." The brown-headed rebuked his own father.

"Hmph. Just because I don't work doesn't mean I sit and do nothing." He tried to defend himself however - "I would believe you if mother didn't have to cook and clean the h-" Alkan continued only to be interrupted.

"Shut it, I'll show you what I'm made of, today you will be teached by yours truly in the sword arts!" Urian spoke, rather loud as always, trying to show his worth.

"For your information your strong father was one day an adventurer that cleared dungeons, I was C ranked swordsman!" He told his son trying to get an expression from him which didn't work.

Not that he could see that Alkan was actually surprised, but on the inside he was. The kid didn't have idea that his father was a fairly strong warrior, how would you guess, his body is kind of slim to the warrior path. This made Alkan happy that with a body like that and his strength being boosted, his body wouldn't be that big if he did somehow desire for body training.

Maybe he could become a Magic Swordsman that existed in the previous world, with a boost too in the intelligence stat, his future would be dazzling.

Noticing that his son didn't even flinch he just blinked lost for words - "Nevermind, follow me." Said the lean father.

Even if Alkan still possessed that young energy and mind, having experience it was hard to get even a chuckle from him.

Walking behind his father they leaved the tiny library reaching a corridor that in front of the past room that both were, there a door to the only bathroom could be seen. But turning a left they went straight passing between two bedroom doors that had their door almost one facing another in the same corridor.

After this it wasn't long to reach the front door and opening it the forest that surrounded them was perceived.

'I can understand why they wouldn't let me roam around, maybe this place can be dangerous at night or even in daytime.' Thoughts came into his mind as he again set his eyes at the amazing forest. everything in the forest had a more darker tone, even the grass didn't had that bright green, but a darker green tone as seen in the tree leaves around.

"Make sure you stay here, that's an accomplishment that you even came, now I'll be right back." With that, Urian entered the house with quick steps not wanting me to be gone.

With an type of affiliative smile in his face, he could only stay here and wait for his new biological father.

It really didn't take long for his father to come out of the house searching for his child while holding two wooden swords - "Here take it." The black-headed spoke as he gave the training weapon to Alkan.

"Let's start."