Chapter 6 - Reincarnation

Years passed, learning everything they taught me, I trained so hard that I could defeat them in battle, I could fight with the savagery of a Viking, the grace of a Templar, the wit of a Roman, and the speed of a Samurai.

I was able to develop my own fighting style, but I could also switch between the others.

After finishing my studies on the art of war, I learned the art of death, Haçane Saba taught me everything about the subtlety of murder, Jack was also an excellent teacher, I understood why they said I would not be the same after this training, I feel this change within me, the child died and Man was born.

As I had already learned everything that was necessary, I started as a hobby to do other activities, such as blacksmithing, painting, singing, music, and I became fond of sculpting.

In blacksmithing, Okazaki showed me his techniques, that he melts martensitic crystals in a matrix of pearlite, a steel that dampens vibrations. The result is a strong and beautiful product, reminiscent of a "starry sky".

Leonardo Da Vinci and Michelangelo showed me their art in painting and sculpting, I could never make a sculpture as beautiful as Michelangelo, he really is the best.

....

I was in my house, playing a guitar that I created, when I heard the sound of trumpets.

As I left the house, I found several people gathered in the central square, getting closer to see what was happening, I saw a man with his face covered with a white cloth with a red eye symbol printed on it.

The man was wearing black armor, six immaculate white wings were coming out of his back.

"MY NAME IS METATRON, MESSENGER OF GOD, TODAY I COME BEFORE YOU TO ASK WHO WOULD LIKE TO BE REINCARNATED." Spoke Metatron with one voice that could not be distinguished to be male or female.

"..."

Silence lingered in the air, no one offered, just as I was lost in my thoughts whether or not I should reincarnate, I feel a hand on my shoulder.

"Arth, it is time for you to leave" spoke Jesus in a warm voice.

Nodding my head to Jesus, I stepped in front of the Seraphim.

"I would like to sir" I spoke to Metatron.

"Anyone else?" Metatron asked.

"..."

"Looks like it's just you kid." Metatron said.

"That's what it looks like" I spoke.

"Then let's go" pronounced Seraphim.

"Sir, will I keep my memories?" I asked

"You don't have enough karma points." Metatron spoke.

"I understand." I spoke

"Wait" a voice spoke.

"Use my karma points" spoke Jesus

"You can use mine too" spoke Buddha.

"Mine too" spoke someone in the crowd.

"Mine too" another person.

"I t--"

"SILENCE!" Shouted Metatron.

"Just the two of you are enough already" he pronounced.

"There will be karma points left over, do you have another request in mind?, Just don't ask for any powers or anything related." Metatron asked me.

"If you can place me in a good family I would appreciate it. I spoke

"Okay, if that's so let's go then," said Metatron.

"Right, I'll just say goodbye" I said.

"Thanks guys, for everything, the days I spent with everyone was the best I've ever had in my life and probably the best I'll have in the next one too." I said to everyone.

"The pleasure was ours Arth, use with caution and with wisdom all this knowledge that we passed to you." Spoke Jesus

"I will."

"Goodbye Arth, see you later." Spoke the people, some even with watery eyes.

I waved my hand and followed Metatron towards a bright wall.

'This is how it started and this is how it will end,' I thought looking at the wall.

Crossing the wall, I was in a totally dark place, but it wasn't a darkness from absence of light, it was from absence of everything.

A glowing circular portal suddenly appeared in front of me.

"Upon entering through the portal you will be reincarnated." Spoke an androgynous voice that I think was Metatron.

"Thank you sir" said the entity respectfully.

"Not at all" replied the voice.

When I put my foot through the portal I felt myself being torn apart, it didn't hurt but it was terrifying, it got to a point I lost consciousness.

...

In a room illuminated by candles, was made of stone and had a small window that was closed, there was a small table beside the bed, lying on it was a woman with white hair, the woman had extremely beautiful features, but were showing a face of pain, and this is due to the fact that the woman is in labor.

"Go Jaenara, you can do it" said a man with a long, bearded, stern face holding a woman's hand.

"AAAHHRRRGGG" screamed the woman as she pushed.

"A little more ma'am, it's almost coming out." Spoke the midwife.

"Maester, she is losing a lot of blood" whispered the midwife to the man next to her.

"Let's get the child out first, then we'll help her" spoke the man.

A few seconds later the midwife saw a head sticking out of the woman genitals.

"It's coming out, it's coming out!" the midwife yelled as she pulled the head out.

When they were able to pull the newborn out of the woman, the midwife said as she cut the umbilical cord.

"It's a boy Lord Rickard"

"Let me see my son" Rickard spoke.

Looking at the baby Rickard saw a boy with a tuft of white hair, and a little wrinkled face.

When the baby opened his eyes Rickard saw two shining pearls, one the color violet, and the other a pale gray.

"His name will be Arthur Snow" spoke Rickard as he smiled.

"Look darling, our boy" said Rickard as he showed the baby to the woman.

Hearing no response Rickard looked at the woman lying on the bed and saw her unconscious.

"Jaenara?" Rickard asked in a panic.

Trying to feel the woman's pulse, the Maester said.

"I'm sorry sir, but she's gone." Spoke the Meistre with a sad tone.

"No, no, please don't leave me, I've already lost Lyarra, I can't lose you too." Spoke Rickard as he passed the baby to the midwife.

"We have our boy to take care of, don't leave me" Rickard said crying.

"Sir, there is nothing more we can do, she is gone" said the meister.

"Leave, let me first say goodbye to her, prepare a proper burial for her." Rickard spoke.

"Yes, my lord." said the meistre and the midwife.