1 1. A New Beginning

Where Am I?

One moment I was laying down getting ready for bed, the next I was surrounded by darkness, yet I felt at peace.

The next moment I was surrounded by what seemed like water, darkness, and rage.

Then suddenly I was in a small run down room, that I didn't recognize.

I was sitting in a chair at a small desk with paper on it, looking down at the paper I noticed my hands were smaller.

Shocked I jumped up, looked at my arms, hands and the rest of me, I was a kid again!

I started to panic, then I had a thought that calmed me down, what if I was reincarnated.

I had read plenty of stories about reincarnation and hoped I would be reborn when I died. Now I was reborn and had a second chance.

I soon got used to my new body, I examined it and it seemed like the body of a 4-6 year old. I couldn't see my face, as my room didn't have a mirror but I felt my face and it seemed like a normal face, so I'm assuming I was reborn as an average kid.

As I was looking around I noticed my room, it was very small, everything looked well used, the bed, and the small writing desk with a chair. The only other thing in the room was the paper and a few well worn books.

I looked at the papers and it was a worksheet for letters and numbers, in english. Ignoring that, since I could read and write I looked at the books, they were just children books that told a short simple story while tricking you into learning a few things.

Thinking of all the stories I've read, I quickly deduced that I was in an orphanage, and I didn't get any flood of memories from this body. So I was probably reborn as a baby, but my brain wasn't fully developed enough yet to be fully aware and make new memories.

That could be it or not, another explanation is as I died in my sleep I was reborn or transmigrated into a soul-less body or merged with an alternate version of my own soul. I kept thinking of more reasons, but the ways one can be reborn are almost endless.

Since I had all my previous life's education I quickly filled in the worksheet and with nothing else to do I started to exercise.

I finished exercising, and decided I should finish with a run, so I walked to my door to open it but it was locked.

I didn't have a window, so I couldnt see if it was day or night. Yet, the door being locked, that probably meant it was after curfew in the orphanage and we were meant to do our homework and then go to sleep.

Yet I wasn't that tired, so I decided to try to meditate until I fell asleep.

I was thinking that I should exercise and meditate everyday. So as I sat there on my bed trying to clear my mind, and it was not working that well, I started to visualize me absorbing the energy from the surroundings and circulating it around the inside of my body.

Nothing happened, so instead I visualized that my own inner power inside me was there and I had to try and find it and circulate it.

Next something weird happened, I was sitting there meditating, I was calm, then the next thing I knew I felt this overwhelming dark rage and the need to destroy.

This feeling shocked me out of my meditation and soon I was calm again. Yet I had this persistent lingering feeling in the back of my mind that made me feel that I should just let loose and go crazy and destroy.

I started to meditate on peaceful calm things and it seemed to help, but I still had that feeling, and it was like an inch I couldn't scratch.

After some more meditation it finally went away. Yet anytime I thought about the feeling or anything dark or angry it would come back, but I took deep breaths and centered myself and it seemed it was easier and easier to calm myself back down.

It was weird, but I was hoping it was some kind of supernatural ability, maybe I was like The Hulk.

Then I soon fell asleep.

The next morning I was woken up by a loud pounding on my door, then it was loudly opened and I heard someone yelling to wake up.

Annoyed I got out of bed to find an old nun in my room, she was looking like she had just eaten a sour lemon, and she had my homework in her hands.

"Looks like you did your homework, now let's get you down to breakfast, then morning chores and then it will be time for more lessons, now hurry up and get dressed and I'll see you downstairs in the dining area, now get to it Mephisto!" The old nun barked at me, before swiftly and rudely slamming the door shut on her way out.

Was that my name?

Mephisto.

It could be worse, and I kind of liked it.

I soon got dressed and walked out the door and saw some other kids, so I followed them. I soon found myself in a cafeteria full of 10-20 kids and I soon lined up to get my breakfast.

After I got food I found an empty table to sit down and eat, no one called my name so I guess I didn't have any friends.

Anyway I soon finished meal and put my dirty plate in the bin, the rest of the kids put there's in.

Then I followed some more kids and that lead me to another nun who was passing out chores, soon it got to me and she had me take a broom and sweep the floors.

After that was done, I put away the broom, and the nun who was "supervising" us put away her magazine. Then she led me and the rest of the kids to a classroom, where she started teaching us letter and numbers and simple addition and subtraction.

Every time she called on me, I answered right planning on showing some of my intellegence to be able to hopefully advance faster than others, because I planned to learn all I could, and not just enough to get by, like I did in my last life.

At the end of class the nun told us all good job, but she mentioned three of us by name, so that means there are 3 children, including me, that are smarter than their age group, and I can show some more intelligence to get ahead of those two.

[10 Yrs Later]

Alot happened in the 10 years I spent in the orphanage, I consistently proved myself the smartest and I was getting a full scholarship to a prestigious school. I had to "deal" with the other two when they tried to go bully me, but it was easy to fix with my adult intelligence.

I worked out everyday so I was in very athletic shape, and I meditated every day, I was able to get a control on the feeling of rage and destruction. When fighting I was able to easily stop any fights in mear moments, and I noticed when I exercised and used the raging and destructive energy, I was twice as strong and fast, like my body overall had been strengthened in all aspects.

I also figured out my powers must be genetic, and I might not be fully human, as I could breathe underwater and control water.

We rarely got to go to the pool but every time it felt like I was meant to be in the water, and my water control was horrible at first. I could barely make a small splash, but with ten years of training I could create waves, and whirlpools and even walk on water, but I had to learn that one during bath time, away from prying eyes. Lastly I could manipulate water 3 meters around me and control the water or blood inside my own body, I still couldn't control it in others but I was sure with more training I would get there.

A seperate supernatural ability that I had practiced, with no results, for months till I was able to do it was telekinesis, and my range, after training, for it was also 3 meters and I could lift 100 pounds with it, so far.

I had also worked out that the feeling of rage and destruction should be something I inherited from my non-human parent. Yet I didn't know exactly what it was, but as it made my body twice as strong I assumed it was some kind of internal power of my own.

So with 10 years of meditation I was able to feel the flow of energy, and find it's origin, my blood. This energy I theorized was why I could use telekinesis and breath underwater and control water and use it to be twice as strong.

Over the years I went from being able to sense it, to controlling the flow of it, so as to circulate it around my body. In fact before I learned to control it, I was only able to increase my body's strength by 1.5 times when I unknowingly activated what I was calling my bloodline strength, when I was angry, but after controlling it, and doing it on purpose it increased my body to 2 times it's overall strength.

Now I was working on taking the energy flowing in my blood and storing it, creating an energy pool. The first place I made one was my abdomen, but then I thought of all those stories where destroying the energy source would cripple them. I knew it wouldn't for me since it ran through my entire body, but I decided to be safe and create 3 pools of energy, or energy pools.

They were in my abdomen, my heart, and my brain. The brain was the last and most difficult, but doing it slowly and safely I was able to soak my entire brain in the energy pool which made me feel energized, smarter, and gave me better memory.

When it was fully soaked, I noticed it was draining into a spot in the middle of my brow, which was where the mind palace was said to be. Seeing that, I started to focus on its location during my meditations and soon was able to enter my mind palace. It was full of the energy and since it was the mind palace, I tried to construct a palace but soon I only had a floor the size of 1 meter and half the energy was gone, so I stopped.

It looked like it was going to take alot of energy to build a mind palace so that I could have a place to store and sort my memories and information, which when the mind palace is completed should give me near instant recall. At least that's what happened in most of the fictions, I read. I also was able to create a weak force-field of energy around my brain, since it was soaked in the energy, and hopefully I can make some real mind shields in the future.

I also put learn to read minds on my future projects, but I had a feeling I could only start practicing reading minds once I had built my mind palace and mind shields.

I still didn't know what to call the energy, I had read alot of books and I couldn't find anything describing it how it felt like to me. Yet still being in the orphanage limited me alot. Thankfully I was able to prove my intelligence, and even though the nuns were skeptical I was able to get the equivalent of a high school diploma and then a full scholarship to a college, just at the age of 14.

Also I had chosen to focus on learning about medicine, because it was the study of the human body, engineering, so I could build my own technology, science, so I would be able to study and expirement to find out things that are not yet known, and some other classes.

Before I went to away to college though the nuns were taking me and the rest of the orphans on one last trip, before I leave. It was to a bigger city that was a couple hours away that I had never even heard of before, as I was too busy with my training and finishing my education in advance. The name of the city was being kept a suprise from me from the nuns, but soon I would find out the name of the city, which was Red Grave City.