The Mysterious Rebirth
Dr Leonardo Dante came back from work feeling uneasy. He was taken upstairs to rest, he falls asleep and woke up in the 400th century. He was in the body of a teenager by the name of Edmund. He also lost his memory due to the effect of the transmigration. Edmund-an 17 years old man, 6’2 in height, fairly built. He is a farmer, a profession which his whole family is known for. His great grandfather is the head of this large family. He has four close friends (Ayan, Drax, Skurt and Akima). After over a month of socialization with his friends and family, he begins to have an insight into the place. Atkins his kingdom was under forced rule by the Giza dynasty. The dynasty had taken control of them a few decades back when they got to know of their fertile land blessed with gold. Gold was a major form of exchange in the southern part of EUROPE and was extremely important. Giza also replaced their king with a *head of state ( Governor) * and captured their Chief general. He finds out that he was poisoned by his very close friend Akima and begins to investigate the reason for this. He goes to the tavern that evening where a fight ensues between some gamblers. Verola, the chief general of Atkins daughter has a habit of visiting the tavern. She alongside her friend and bodyguard Miller beat up the thugs and Edmund is amazed to see her skills. He develops the desire to become someone better and goes to Atkins medical school to become a physician. He looses his father during an attack which leaves him depressed. He pulls out of the school and is back to “ground Zero”. He learns that the killers are from the rebel nation and this leaves him on a mission to avenge his father. He joins the chief general group and begins to develop deep feelings for Verola. On one of the outings he gets captured and is about to face the same fate as his father. Would Edmund survive this?
VEROLA
~General Mica's residence Atkins~
In the chief General's residence. A blonde lady with light brown eyes is seated in her bedroom. She recalls the sight of a man peeping at her the previous night.
"I hope he didn't see our faces ." She had said this out loud. She was so engrossed in her thoughts that she didn't know when Miller her guard had walked in.
"Whose faces miss?" Her guard asked. She was just a little taller than her mistress. She was about 18 years old. She had dark eyes and long dark hair which she had tied to a bun. Her curve was still evident despite putting on her military outfit. It wasn't so much but it suited her perfectly. She had quite a bond with her mistress as they both grew up together. Her father was one of the general soldiers but passed on 10 years ago. Since then the general took her under his control. She had learned how to wield a sword from the General himself. When she had finished she decided to be her friend's bodyguard. It wasn't payment enough for all the general had done for her family but at least it was better than doing nothing.
Her mistress Verola was the only daughter of the chief General of Atkins. Her mother had passed on during her birth. So this made her the general's only family. She was 17 years of age and was the one who had defeated the leader of the gang the previous night. She was about 5'5 in height and probably looked taller that night due to her boots. She stood up from her seat and walked towards Miller swaying her hips. Verola was quite curvaceous. She had both hips and butt, this often made men get attracted to her easily. It was like a plus to her extreme beauty.
She walked up to her friend who looked concerned.
"Nothing serious, I just remembered seeing a face yesterday during our encounter with those thugs." She walked backward a bit before returning her gaze to her friend.
"Whose face miss?" Miller asked.
"I've told you to stop calling me that. I am your friend Verola, so please quit the titles. Okay?" She didn't like her friend calling her with titles and so much respect.
"But you.."
"But nothing." She cut in on her.
"Pls, it makes me feel sad so stop! Pls stop." She continued.
"Okay miss." She repeated it once more. This instantly caught Verola's attention who gave her a displeasing look.
"Oh.. I'm sorry. Okay, Verola." She corrected herself almost immediately.
"Better."
"Is father back from the palace?" She added.
"No."
"You had said something about seeing a face earlier." Miller was quite inquisitive to know if they had been caught the previous day.
She had constantly been warning her friend to stop the habit but Verola wouldn't just listen. She had made it a regular habit to disguise and go off to the local streets and market.
"You know if the general finds out about this it would mean big trouble right?" She added.
"Don't worry he can't find out. Moreover, the person didn't see my face nor did he know my identity. So just relax. Everything is going to be alright." She replied. This kind of eased the already tensioned Miller.
"Wanna get something to eat? I'm famished." Miller said walking away. On getting to the entrance, she turned and looked at her friend gesturing for her to come with her.
"Oh yeah, let's go grab something." Verola got up and went along with her friend.
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