Rebirth

As soon as my eyes had shut, I found myself walking down a dark corridor filled with doors that lined up in front of me, for every door I passed, had memories of my life flashed before my eyes. The spirits of those I had killed had watched over me, as if they were asking if I had any remorse or regret. Well, did I regret anything? NO!

I lived my life with pride, I trained and hardened my skill every single day for the last 20 years. I was a man who spread fear for whomever would cross me on the battlefield. If I had another life, I'd do it over and over again. I am the God of Blood and War, wherever I end up, I will cause havoc and place my name among the very top, I will destroy that realm and make it my own. I will be a conqueror.

I then began tearing down all the doors. Each door I tore down brought gruesome and painful memories, but I continued with a smile on my face. I then reached the very last door, as I tore it down, a white light as bright as the sun flashed before me. Not knowing what to do next. My warrior spirit made me push forward, embracing the new challenges I would face with a steel heart.

I then found myself in a barn, before I could question anything, memories began pouring into my head. I was a young boy named Zeke Ryker. Furthermore, I was 12 years old and an orphan in a countryside village. Not only that, but I had lost my father to war and my mother had to work as a prostitute to make ends meet, before she was gang raped by several soldiers right in front of me and committed suicide a day after. The last memory he had was him purchasing poison and drinking the whole bottle right in this very barn.

It was apparent that he had suffered greatly. One of the terrible effects of war, I am no good Samaritan but I could understand the rage he felt against this world. But didn't have the power to change it. Wherever his soul ends up, hopefully he finds peace in paradise, but using his body, I shall start a new life in this world.

First things first, I need to understand just what type of world this is, through Alex's memories I understood that the continent we're on is named Arcadia. There are 50 kingdoms and 7 empires on this continent, and we are currently in the smallest of these kingdoms, The Silverfall kingdom. The kingdom is not only weak in terms or military strength, but diplomatic relations and technological discovery are also weak. Thank God, this boy was a bookworm.

In my previous life, kingdoms like this didn't last long as the era of warfare mainly caused them to perish (He was the reason as most nations hired him). But in this new body I can gain back my old strength, previously it had taken me decades to learn techniques, but to make up for this shortcoming I had designed a martial art that would've been taught to my disciples and would've helped in reducing the learning period and increasing the amount of strength and mastery gained through the process.

"Seems as if I was blessed by the heavens," while letting out a large grin.

I then left the barn and proceeded to leave the village, what was a place of refuge for one's previous life, became a place of rebirth for one's new life. I will use the technique I created in my previous life, to turn this world upside down into my own personal haven.

I then headed towards a large mountain. Where I would begin my training.