1 Being born again sucks

I was taking a leisurely stroll down the streets of London, watching the cars pass me by when I paused, noticing movement in the corner of my eye made me look in that general direction, what I saw was a fucking meteor straight from the heavens.

Coming down towards me at speeds I knew to be impossible to avoid, Then I knew no more.

(1 month later)

I've come to the realisation that I must be in a womb, my mother I'm guessing. Its quite like how you would imagine being eaten by a whale to feel like, yet that still doesn't make this an easy piece of information to digest.

(8 more nightmare inducing months)

I can feel extreme pain, as if my entire being is forcefully getting pushed through a straw, I assume my time for freedom from this hell hole has finally arrived, I'm pushed into the world where I take the deepest breath I think I have ever taken in my whole 18 years and 9 months of living, after filling my lungs with oxygen I take a moment to take in my surroundings, to my left there is a women laying on a wooden table, which I now realize is getting closer as I'm carried to the women on the table by a fat man that I can assume is my father by the way he's looking at me with unconditional love.

Once he has offloaded me into my new mothers arms I get to hear the first bit of speech since I was born."Honey dear let me name our only child, I feel this is the only time I will be with him"

The father while looking upset at his wife's words nods then looks at the baby boy who adorns the same pitch black hair as him and light blue eyes that most babies enter the world with, as his wife continues to speak, "I Amalie name my son jäger son of aristo full name jäger aristoson" (yager)

"wonderful name my dear" Aristo says/sobs as he watches his wife slowly loose the life in her eyes and her body go limp with me still cradled in her arms.

Aristo or father as I will need to call him, walks over to me and picks my up only to start heading out of the hut we are in and head straight for the biggest stone structure in the vicinity . As we walked to the castle like building many guards came out with swords made of copper and leather armour on, the ten guards then proceeded to surround us and escort us back into the main courtyard filled with training dummy's and wooden swords.

By the way everyone treats my father I can only assume that he is the lord of this place which is good for me as by the look of all this primitive stuff I can only imagine how hard it would be for me to live as a commoner or even a slave.

My father took me to my new room and placed me within a cot, he then proceeded to leave the room with the same heart broken face he has had since we left the shed, which must of be some sort of makeshift hospital.

'Now I need to figure what the fuck sort of world I've been reborn into, my only hope is that it is just long time ago and not in some fucked up fantasy world.