Reincarnation

Friday at 9pm at the Bronx Zoo

In the night in New York, hundreds of young people gathered at the Zoo and screamed as if they were hallucinating with each rhyme of the rhyme battle. Alcohol consumption was rampant among the masses, which resulted in everyone in this state. The atmosphere had a contagious energy, which served weekly as a kind of refuge for young residents of the Bronx suburbs.

The public was completely excited by what they witnessed in the third round of this battle, which until then was the one with the least hype. On one side a name already consolidated by the latest editions of this clandestine rhyme battle, on the other a 16-year-old young man appearing for the first time to battle, whose only advantage until then was his handsome appearance.

He was approximately 180 cm, which made him tall among his peers, with a 59fifty cap turned back on his head, but it did not hide his short, recently cut hair. Furthermore, he had green eyes that stood out, shining like emeralds, and contrasted with his wonderfully well-balanced black skin, the result of the mixture between a black American man and his Latin mother, a Brazilian.

The young man, despite his age, had an athlete's body with well-defined muscles, which was accompanied by his facial features, such as his thick lips and his nose confirming his ancestry, of golden proportions with an impeccable bridge, all these features combined with a good jaw. defined, giving a virile touch to his appearance, making him look like he had been sculpted.

Despite this model appearance, this would definitely not be what would make him win a rhyme battle, in fact, it would hinder him a little due to the frequent attacks he was suffering in that first battle because he was just a pretty, young face.

In fact, this young man was none other than our protagonist, Arthur, who until 2 weeks ago was a promising Brazilian singer in the year 2024, living the dream of debuting his rap album with great success. However, 2 weeks ago, on January 10th he suddenly appeared in this new body, which coincidentally had the same name.

The entire process of recovering and assimilating the memories of an old life with his current one happened during the early hours of the morning and the very next day he tried his best to follow the previously established routine so that his mother would not suspect anything, so 2 weeks passed in this process. of adaptation.

Repeatedly following the same routine and thinking about how to make the most of this new life in this era full of opportunities lurking around every corner of NY, until yesterday his friends, a boy and a girl called him to watch a rhyme battle, in which The prize was 1 week of use of a recording studio, courtesy of a small local record company.

The group of friends arrived reasonably early at the place, the group was made up of Arthur, Jessie and Jaime, where they discovered that the last spot to rhyme was decided in a draw among those interested, Arthur soon applied and surprisingly ended up winning the draw.

Which brings us back to the present.

"Hey kid, what's your name? " The bald presenter named Bob asked Arthur quietly, while the audience screamed wildly for Arthur's fatality that ended the third round and closed the opponent's coffin without leaving any doubt as to who had won.

Arthur was talking to his friends, who were there near the small stage where the MC'S and equipment were, they were laughing and talking about how he killed his opponent, contrary to what they had said, when he heard the question and ended up answering the presenter absently. who hadn't even bothered to present it to the public before the battle.

"You can call me ACE. "

"That's it guys, ACE is advancing to the next stage, congratulations bro. As for you James, I think it's best to go back to training in front of the mirror so you don't get killed by a child again. " The presenter announced to the audience, causing a lot of laughter from the audience.

At the same time, Arthur got off the stage and started talking to his group of friends after exchanging a few words with the people nearby who commented on his freestyle.

"Hey Jessie, what do you have to say now? I warned you I was good. Ace said to her friend.

"Damn man, I'm sure no one will believe this. Was that really you? Did you rhyme without memorizing? Just freestyle? You rhymed like hell bro. I'll get a camera to record your next battle." This was Jaime, he was Arthur's best friend, he was 182cm and very chubby, which led to him being called "Fat" by his friends. In addition to his physical characteristics, Jaime was a complete nerd when it came to computers, but breaking this nerd stereotype he was a very easy person to talk to and extremely extroverted. Being considered almost a kind of group clown.

At that time when contact between people was much more "real" than virtual and phones did not yet have all those later functions, without cameras, touchscreens and YouTube, as well as other social networks that would be famous in the future, did not yet exist. , to make video recordings cameras were needed.

" hahaha, when I'm famous I'll remember you Fat. You're going to go crazy when you hear the song I'm going to record. " Ace replied as he smiled and looked at Jaime while putting his arm around Jessie's shoulder.

Jessie was a South Korean girl who was 170 cm tall, she had black eyes and hair and snow-white skin, added to all this she had a slim and shapely body with a thin waist and fat in just the right places. Making her a very pretty girl. In addition to that pretty face, she was very intelligent, even having the best grades in their school.

"Winning a battle made you too confident, you haven't even fought with the good guys yet. Jessie responded by taking his arm off her shoulders.

The battle continued in this flow, with the public always reaching a peak of excitement with Ace's rhymes, who seemed to be rhyming better and better with each passing phase. He was like a train that was following its path, not braking for anything and consequently passing over some opponents, who were not at all happy about losing to a child.

" The time has come to decide the winner of this edition, the 2 best MCS today in a confrontation, one wanting to kill the other the way we like. Remembering that a week of studio sessions is worth it, thanks to our sponsors. " Bob said while showing a CD from one of the label's MCS and preparing the audience's vibe for this next battle.