Reborn 1

He was not sure what had just happened.

'Where am I?'

Thoughts like this entered his head as he laid down, unable to move. From what he could see, at least one person was in the same room as him, and the room had a white ceiling.

"___ _____ __ ___ ____" Though someone said this, he could not make out what they said. Something had happened to his ears, and they were not working well.

A few days has past an he has come to a conclusion. He is a baby. A woman aged about 18 holds him every day and speaks to him, so he is just starting to understand what she is saying. It is not a new language, but rather a bastardization of the one he already knew.

"You done went good." Was something the woman might say, which might have made sense if he had just potties, but he did not. He would be laying in her arms and she would say something like that which did not make sense.

There is no one in the building other than the woman during the day, and the man only comes at night. He sees the man at night and the man says something to him. "I went home come." and in the morning he also sees the man, presumably going to work. "Travel job pavement." or something similar.

Whenever the man and woman get the chance, they touch him. On his face, his arms, his legs and his belly. If he was a pork roast, he would already be eaten. 'How can I be in this situation?' He would think to himself.

A few weeks later someone came to the house. He could understand the meaning behind what people were saying now, and could currently hear a woman who had just come to the house.

"How is little Kyle doing?" A new voice spoke this, and it was the woman who came to the house. She was also about 18 years old and had long dark hair.

'So my name is Kyle...' He had just learned his name. With only his parents in the home they never spoke his name. But now he knew it.

"He is doing just great. At first I did not think he was going to live long, but I was so happy when I found he was human, and how I know he will grow up healthy."

'Wasn't going to live long? What gave you that idea? And what was that about being human?! Was there a chance I might not human? Do I smell some infidelity on you mother?"

"That is good to hear. Just the other day I heard about a girl born in the 1st district who was killed for being beast-kin. It is truly sad."

'Killed for being mix-raced! But wait... beast-kin?' Kyle did not understand beast-kin because when he last lived there were 4 races. Human, Elf, Dwarf, Demon. But demon was being finished getting eradicated and the elves and dwarves were never called beast-kin. It was truly strange to hear that, and even so, race mixing between the four was never looked down upon, at least before the war.

"Please don't talk like that, I want to create a happy atmosphere for my child, even if we have to block out the reality of the world."

"I know, I hope I can be as ready as you were when I have my first child."

"Don't worry Kathy, would will be a fine mother!"

"Not as fine as you are!"

The two women spoke for a little while longer and then the woman named Kathy left. Kyle's mother went over to where he was laying and picked him up.

"Sometimes I feel like you understand everything we are saying. Such a smart boy!"

'If only she knew...'

A few more weeks later.

"Oh Fred, just like that!" Elena is yelling and can be heard through the entire house.

"You like that? You really like it rough." The name named Fred was Kyle's father, and from what he could hear, was busy making Kyle a sibling.

'Maybe I can cast a deafening spell on myself...' Kyle thought. He had not done any magic sense he was reborn, so he figured while his mother and father did the dirty deed he would try. Nobody was around, so it would be safe for him to speak. "Deaf." Kyle said it as soft as he could and was first frightened by his own new voice.

"Fred, do is hard..." The whaling from Elena became silence and Kyle could sleep in peace. But that was not all. When he cast the spell, he could feel the mana traveling through him.

Spell casting consisted of 3 parts. 1) Knowing how the spell worked. The Deaf spell closed the ears and made them not work. 2) Know the summoning name. A spell had a name that it must be called from. Status inflicting spells only needed to be called from the status they inflicted, but other spells had longer and harder to say names. Some spells were totally worthless in battle because of this. 3) Consume mana. Every spell cost mana which was gained over time. It was unknown where mana was stored in the body, but everyone had a limited amount and recharged theirs at a fixed rate proportional to how much they had remaining.

Felling the mana was something new though. 'what is this strange sensation... the flow of mana?' Kyle did not understand so he tried to recreate the flow. Nothing happened though, probably because he was already made deaf. "Dragon of fire, create thy essence, Flame." With this spell, a small flame came from Kyle's finger. It was not enough to burn anything, and it went out quickly. Kyle could still feel the movement of mana through him and tried to reproduce it. 'Whoa!' Kyle exclaimed as a flame appeared on his finger.

After a few more months, Kyle learned his last name. Mercer. Kyle Mercer was now 8 months old and had used most of his spells. The ones which inflicted statuses caused his parents untold worry, and they had doctors constantly showing up. Unfortunately, when the status Saturate was inflicted, it removed spell casting abilities. It made the amount of mana go to zero and would make any mage a cripple until it wore off.

This made a big problem for Kyle when he used it. He must be unconsciously dependent on his mana because when he cast Saturate, he found himself becoming very sickly. His vision became blurry and he lost control of his limbs. Normally a single cast of the healing magic Dispell would remove statuses, but Kyle could not use it.

A doctor was called to the house to look at Kyle.

"Miss, we really don't know what is happening. These kinds of symptoms are regular for someone who is having their soul ripped from their body, but this kind of thing has never happened away from the monsters in the demonic lands."

'Monsters? Did some of the demon race survive?' Kyle thought as he battled to maintain consciousness.

"No! My precious baby!" Elena was very upset and crying besides Kyle. That was the last thing Kyle heard before losing consciousness.

It has been A little over a year sense then. At almost 2 years old, Kyle could not take it anymore and started walking everywhere around the house. Unfortunately, Kyle soon discovered that the entire house was 6 rooms. Living room, Kitchen, Dining room, Bathroom, His room, Parents room. By using Deaf at night, Kyle could sleep peacefully, so he did not notice when Elena started to show a small bump.

Kathy Drought visits every few days put got pregnant a few months back and has a bigger bump than Elena, so she has stopped coming. She will likely give birth soon.

"Elena, come quickly, Kathy is giving birth soon!" Scratch that, Kathy is giving birth now.

"Soon, like right now?" Elena and Kyle were both in the living room and Fred just charged through the door.

"Yes, Paul was just informed so I went to tell you, but I have to get back to work so I cannot see it myself." Fred looked upset and remained in the doorway.

"Alright them, come here Kyle, we are going to Kathy's house today."

"yes." Kyle kept his reply short and followed his mother. He was not even 2 years old but could speak very well, and read too. He just did not want to show it.

It took very little packing and Kyle was on his way with Elena to Kathy's home. The town was not very large, and the section they were in was the middle and lower class area. The only larger district was the 1st district which had the poorest people living in it. They both arrived within a few minutes.

"Blessing from God, capture the essence of health and project it, Heal" A doctor man was casting heal on Kathy as she was giving birth. There were clear complications to the three adults in the room that could see, but Kathy was unable to look and had not experienced child birth before so she did not know, and Kyle was unable to see and had never seen someone give birth before, so he did not know.

"You're doing just fine dear." Paul spoke as he tried to comfort his wife, but she was in a huge amount of pain.

But just as he said this, something slid out of his wife. Or popped. However, it was silent.

"..." Nobody spoke.

"Blessings from God, capture the essence of health and rejuvenation, revive." Kyle said his as quite as he could and was not heard under the painful screeches from Kathy and the consolation of Paul. It did nothing. The spell would make someone conscious if they lost it, but the baby must truly have been died.

"Blessings from God, capture the essence of health and rejuvenation, bend the cycle of life and death to create one anew. Resurrect." This was the hardest to learn and most difficult spell of the Healing attribute. It cost a huge amount of mana and only 2 people in the whole world's history have ever been able to cast it. Kyle was one of those people, the creator was the other.

The baby started to move a little and started crying. "My God..." The doctor said as he looked at the baby that was in his arms as it started to cry and he held it out to Kathy.

"My baby!" Kathy was overjoyed and so was everyone else in the room. Elena was simply stunned. She along with the doctor felt the same. Though she was happy, she clearly saw the baby die during birth. But she put the thought into the back of her mind and hugged Kyle.

"This is a miracle if there has ever been one." She said as she hugged him. Kyle could not just let his mother's friend be crushed by the death of her child during birth, so he had to do something. He was one of the 5 heroes in his previous life after all. It looked safe that nobody heard him cast the spell, but either way, he now knew the spell's mana signature so he could cast it without the call, and revive too. The resurrect spell would be a dangerous one to cast though, so Kyle told himself not to use it again.

POV: The Doctor

'Something is strange about that boy' The doctor felt as he left the home of the Droughts. 'Could have sworn I saw his mouth moving and he was making a spell, but he is much too young.'

The doctor had seen Kyle cast the spell, but he could not hear it so he did not say anything before he left.

Over a year later.

Kyle has turned 3 years old and Kathy's child Claire has turned 1. They were only born a few months apart, if the years are not counted. Elena gave birth without complications and the baby boy was named Dave. The resurrection of Claire did not have any rebound on her, but Kyle made sure to ask Elena if they could go to Kathy's at every chance they got. He was just doing his part to make sure she was healthy.

"Happy birthday Kyle!" It was actually Kyle's birthday and in the room were Fred, Elena, and Dave. Kyle blew out the single candle that was in the cake. While it was called cake, it was actually bread. It was not hard, 3 day old bread though, it was 6 hour old bread.

"Here you go Kyle, this is a present from me, your father." Fred held out a sword shaped package and handed it to Kyle.

"I though we said no swords!" Elena was very upset when she saw the sword shape.

"He hasn't opened it, it might not be a sword." Fred had a smile on his face as he replied to his wife. The package looked like a sword on the outside though, and even when it was unwrapped, inside was a ...

It was a sword.

"See, a sword! Kyle is too young!" Elena was now even more upset. She was holding Dave in her arms and risked dropping him if she got much angrier. Kyle on the other hand swung the sword a few times and fell over from how heavy it was. His 3 year old body was not used to the techniques that he used in his old body.

"Did you see that Elena? A natural swordsman my boy is!" Fred was very proud at his son who was already trying to swing the sword.

"Are you alright Kyle!" Elena on the other hand held Dave in one arm and check on Kyle with the other. Though he did not fall from far and was not hit by the sword, Elena was still worried something might have happened. Once she confirmed that Kyle was fine, she gave Fred a death glare.

"I like it" Kyle spoke as he picked up the sword again and held it out straight. The sword was only a few down in weight, but swinging it would be too much at this point.

"See he likes it!" Fred was still happy with himself for getting Kyle such a good gift.

That night Kyle could hear many things from his parents bedroom.

"You don't like it when I give Kyle a sword? How about I give you a certain sword?"

"No Fred, don't put that there, ah!"

Kyle only needed to say one thing. "Deaf." After a few more seconds he did the same to his brother Dave, though he certainly would not have understood what they were doing.

The next day when Kyle asked his father what special sword he gave to Elena, both Fred's and Elena's faces turned bright red. That marked the stop to them being overly loud at night.

'Kids are getting soft these days.' Kyle could not help but think to himself as he learned that the magical aptitude test was now taken at 8 years of age instead of 5. Kyle had just asked Elena when he was going to start learning magic, but she told him he could only begin at 8 years of age.

"I'm going to the library mom, see you later." Kyle waved for Elena as he left the door. The year was rumored to be made 'Year 1' when the demon king was defeated, but because Kyle was killed he never saw it happen. One thing he did learn though was that this current year was 'Year 3005', so it was approximately 3000 years after he died fighting the demon king. It was pitiful how technology did not change much, in fact even less people could use magic now. Sword fighting was more popular though.

The library was in the 3rd district of the town of Thornberry where Kyle lived. To gain access to the library, one needed a membership card. Kyle started going to the library when he was 4 years old though, so he was let in without one. Books could cost over 1000 coins for just one, and the library membership cost 10,000 coins, so getting in for free was a true blessing.

"Good morning Mr. Reese." Kyle said as he waved to the operator of the library. Mr. Reese was an old man who had read just about every book in the library, which was a lot considering it had over 500.

"Ah, good morning Kyle, did you finish the book about the Ratmar infestation?" Mr. Reese was looking over the counter as Kyle passed. The library did not allow books to be taken outside of it without a membership, and Kyle was not an acceptation to that, however the day before Kyle did not speak to Mr. Reese when he left and simply asked earlier for him to reach a book on the shelf that was too high for him.

"Yes, It was quite cunning of the prisoners to infect each other in small doses." Kyle stopped his walking and turned to Mr. Reese.

"Well if you want more books like that, you should certainly see book titled 'Maidens Migration'. Those were quite the cunning women!" Mr. Reese laughed as he remembered the book. It was a report on a group of women who went from town to town leaching off men and then killing them and changing their names.

"I will certainly read it some time. Do you have any books on magic?"

"Well... are you old enough for that kind of thing?"

"I might only be 5 years old right now, so I can't make the spells, but do you have any history books about magic?"

"Oh, well, how about... On row 3 shelf 2 there should be one called 'Mages and Misters', and it is quite the comical tale!" Mr. Reese laughed again remembering this book. He had truly read them all.

"I will read it." Kyle continued forward and went into the 3rd row. The 2nd shelf was second from the top, and Mr. Reese was not used to getting books for people so he did not come over to help Kyle.

'If only I could just reach out a little further.' Kyle imagined his hand reaching out from it's socket and grabbing onto the book and then pulling it back in. Through divine intervention or sheer willpower, Kyle used a little bit of mana and the book fell down from the 2nd shelf.

'Whoa, what was that?' Kyle though to himself as the book fell right into his hand. Kyle put his hand forward to another book and imagined his hand reaching out to get it, and then used some of his mana. Sure enough, he was able to feel like he grabbed onto the book.

'Could this be a new spell?' Kyle did not know what was happening, but he knew it was good. Kyle tested this new spell on several books, pulling them out and then putting them back. It was as if his own hand was being extended.

Eventually Kyle put his arm down and tried to do it, but was unable. Kyle came to the conclusion that invisible hands were coming from his real hands and he could move them with his imagination. The spell took constant mana to use and the amount it used made it more efficient to just pick the item up normally.

'Mages and Misters' was a tale about a trio of mages who overly exaggerated themselves as mages and mocked nobles. In the end, the mages were executed, but the pranks they pulled were funny.

A few days later Kyle is visiting Claire. She is 3 years old and able to speak and walk. Claire has hair like her mother and is very healthy. Kyle has not needed to use any spells on her after the resurrection, and that made him happy.

"Let me see that block Claire." Kyle and Claire were playing with small rectangular prisms made from stone, they were like dominoes. Claire gave the block to Kyle and he placed it on top the pile he had already made. This game was not invented 3,000 years ago so it was fun for him too.

"Alright Claire, now push this part." Kyle pointed to a block on the base.

"Okay, I will!" Claire happily pushed the block and the entire tower fell down. There was a look of shock on Claire's face and laughter on Kyle's. They had done this sequence of events 5 times now and Claire made the same face every time.

Kyle and Claire were certainly not left alone in the house, Elena and Kathy were both in the same room talking to each other.

"It is getting worse every year. I pray to Ajoras every day that Paul comes home safe."

"I was so worried when the woffen attacked the south side, luckily Fred was unarmed."

Kathy and Elena are exchanging worries about their husbands that both work as guards for the city. Paul has been with the guard for a little longer than Fred, but Fred has known Elena for longer than Paul has know Kathy.

"Mom, when can I learn swords?" Kyle looked over at Elena when he asked. Claire was picking up the fallen blocks and placing them upwards. Elena took away the sword Fred tried to give Kyle on his birthday and has sense forbid talking about learning the sword in the house.

"Swords are dangerous Kyle, you should want to be a respected merchant or manufacturer." Elena was not happy with Kyle wanting to learn swords and shot him down at every chance.

A few days after that, Kyle left the house shortly after his father did in the morning. Kyle followed Fred to the guard barracks and then went inside himself.

"What is that kid doing in here?" Inside the barracks was a room with beds in it for guards who did not have homes to sleep in. These guards were typically less skilled than the others and not paid enough to own a home.

"Father, I have something to ask you." Kyle stepped up and approached Fred as Fred turned around. Fred was going to sign in for the morning and did not know what Kyle was doing in the barracks.

"What are you doing here Kyle? You should be at home with Elena and Dave." Kyle had never followed Fred before, so it was a surprise to him.

"I want to learn swords!" Kyle said so confidently. Kyle was already an expert with most swords, but he was only 5 years old now and had not used swords in over 5 years. It was going to be like starting from the beginning.

"So you came to the barracks to learn swords from me... How about you ask Captain Ross if you can learn, he is just down the hall that way behind the desk." Fred pointed to the hallway past the living area, where he was going to be walking to before Kyle stopped him.

"Alright, I'll go ask." Kyle walked past his father and a few other guards looking at him. Kyle went down the short hall and opened a door on the end, ignoring the doors to the left and right. Once inside the room, it was dimly lit and at a desk was a man wearing blue robes with leather guards. He almost looked like a mage with armor added to their cloak.

"What is a kid doing here?" Captain Ross spoke almost exactly like the guard from the living area when he spotted Kyle.

"Hello, my name is Kyle Mercer and I want to learn swords. My father, Fred Mercer said I should speak to you." Kyle spoke politely to the guard captain, even though Captain Ross did not look like he would appreciate it.

"You got nerve boy. Fine, get your father to take you to Instructor Nigel. He should know what to do after that. Wait, actually, take this with you and give it to Instructor Nigel." Captain Ross wrote something on a piece of paper and gave it to Kyle, then sent him out of the room.

"Thank you Captain Ross." Kyle thanked the man and then left the room. He went back into the living area and spoke to his father.

"Captain Ross gave me this paper and said for you to take me to Instructor Nigel."

"That is good, just let me sign in and I will take you there." Fred went into the room and thanked the captain, then signed in and walked back out of the barracks with Kyle.

"Instructor Nigel is a great teacher for swords. He was on the city guard for 6 years, and an adventurer for 10 years before that." Fred spoke praises of Nigel as he and Kyle walked to the training area in the 1st district.

"Ah, Instructor Nigel, it is good to see you again." Fred greeted Nigel as they approached.

"You messed up again Fred, or... hey, is that your boy?" Nigel did not see Kyle at first because he truly was not looking for children in the training area, but when Fred got closer he naturally saw Kyle behind him.

"Yes, this is Kyle Mercer, by first son." Fred smiled as he pushed Kyle in front of himself.

"Ah, so your son want's to learn swords is it?"

"Quick as always Instructor Nigel, with the sword and with the mind."

"Well speak boy, do you want to learn swords?"

"Yes!" Kyle spoke loudly towards Nigel who looked like he became angry when he asked the question.

"Ah, then you can learn with the rest of the guards. Come here every morning at 9. That is still almost 2 hours away, so find something to do and don't be a bother." Nigel's tone of voice was entirely different with Kyle than it was with Fred, so Kyle was worried he did something wrong.

"I have a note from Captain Ross that he said to give to you." Kyle held out the paper that Captain Ross gave to him and presented it to Nigel.

Nigel looked at the contents of the paper then looked at Kyle. "Have you read this paper?"

"No I have not." Kyle answered.

"Have you Fred?"

"No, i haven't either."

Nigel looked at Fred and then back to Kyle, then to Fred again and back to Kyle. He finally made up his mind and said "well don't hang around here all morning, go find something to do." this was directed at Kyle. Nigel turned his back to Fred and Kyle and started to swing his sword in impressive movements.

Every morning was filled with Kyle telling Elena that he was going to the library, but he actually went to the guard training area to learn swords from Nigel. He was taught as part of a group but after a few days he got his own sword made for him. Nobody in the whole guard troop had their own sword made for them, but they were all grown men at least 16 years of age. Kyle was half their size and needed a smaller sword.

This only lasted for 2 months though, and then Kyle learned why magic was pushed back to being at 8 years old.

"Kyle, not today. Your first day of school is today." Elena spoke to Kyle as he prepared to leave the house. The sword was kept at the barracks so he did not have to take it home, and it was safe there because what guard would want to use a child's sword?

"First day of school?" Kyle did not understand. School was something he had in his previous life, but it was sword school and magic school. What Elena was speak of was normal school.

"Yes Kyle, everyone must go to school this time of year if they have turned 5 years old. Why have you been going to the library every day if not to prepare for school?" Elena asked and had a confused look on her face. "You were not trying to get me to allow you to skip right? Because you can't. Everyone in the whole human empire must."

"But I am already good at maths and words. I already know many histories too so why should I go?" Kyle did not want to go to school. He was taught at home how to do those things in his previous life and now he could teach himself. He truly had no reason to go to school.

"It is by royal decree that every child goes to school, and no 5 year old can be that good at maths and words to not need school. Wait by the door and I will take you to the school." Elena put on her shoes and walked out the door with Kyle.

"Hello Miss Skorva, this is my son Kyle and he will be in your class." Elena was happy getting to the school. Kyle was at her side, but had a hand placed firmly on his back. Kyle truly did not want to go to school.

"Take a set anywhere you like. We had additional chairs placed in the rows next to the desk for the parents to sit at." Skorva had a smiling face as if she actually enjoyed teaching.

Kyle took a seat at the back of the room by the window, just like the main character of an anime. He looked out the window but only saw dirty buildings. The school was in the 3rd district, but in a less used part of it.

"Kyle, say hello to the pretty lady." Elena leaded over to Kyle's ear and told him that. Kyle looked around and saw to his right was a girl his same age sitting down. She had an unpleasant expression just like Kyle and put her face down on the desk. She did not have any parents with her.

"Hello, i'm Kyle Mercer, nice to meet you." Kyle said as if he wasn't interested, and he really wasn't. Kyle just wanted to get out of there as soon as he could.

"Beth." The girl in the desk next to him looked up for a second, spoke her name and then put her face down again. Elena smirked and looked over the rest of the room. A few minutes later almost all the desk were filled, and only a few of the students did not have parents with them.

"Good morning, as some of you already know, my name is Miss Skorva and I will be teaching words to your children as required by royal decree. I have been teaching words for over 20 years and I am sure that everyone here will be sufficiently able to read and write when they leave the school." Miss Skorva made a little bow to the class, but mainly the parents.

"Students, though you might find this class boring and a waste of your time, I have a question to ask you." Skorva looked around at the students who were not interested in what she was saying. It was like this every year though. "How would you like to be the most powerful magician in the history of Murica?" At this question, a few of the students looked up.

'It's probably something like "You can when you read a book!" or similar bullshit' Kyle thought to himself. He had ready read a book about the supposed most powerful magician ever, but he was only though to be powerful because he could cast Meteor. Meteor was a powerful Earth type spell, but it did not make that person the most powerful. All 5 heroes could cast meteor for days.

"Well, to learn magical spell you need to be able to read, so to become powerful it is essential to learn words." Skorva looked confidant as she said this to the class. Kyle did not know when he first learned words, or when how to cast spells, but he did remember how he learned. His father and mother both read the spell calls to him and he would just repeat what they said. This made him learn to read at the same time as learning magic.

The rest of the class continued with Skorva telling the students how important it was to know words and in the other instances it would be useful. Skorva must have spent the last 20 years adding new ways words were important, because when she was done the time for that class was over.

Everyone stayed in their seats but the teacher changed. Next was Mr. Woodworth, history teacher.

"Morning everyone. I am the history teacher in this school, and as required by royal decree I will be teaching you all about the history of the human empire from year 1 till now. We will start fast and break down each section of history to understand why it was important." Mr Woodworth was older than Skorva, but younger than Mr. Reese from the library. He was a shriveled old man, which was strange because Skorva was not and Mr. Reese was only a little bit.

"Let me try and sum up the history of Murica. In the year 1, The four heroes defeated the demon king and the holy alliance of swords defeated the demonic armies. Then our great Saint Ajoras lead humanity into the demonic lands and settled many new towns and villages, including this Thornberry." Woodworth said all this, and was a teacher of history for a long time. But something was wrong.

'Four heroes? I am certain there were 5 of us.' Kyle thought to himself as he listened, but he died so he knew it might be scrubbed out that a savior of the human race fell in the final battle.

"Following the settlement of the demonic lands by the humans, demon-human hybrids known as beast-kin appeared. A few hundred years later, the Tsars formed to fight the human empire for beast-kin supremacy."

'I knew beast-kin were something new.' Kyle had not heard of beast-kin when he last lived, and now knew why. They were a race younger than he was, if counted the time he did not have a body.

"600 years after their formation the Tsars gained support from the dwarves and attacked on a large scale, but the human empire forced them back with help from the elvish kingdom. A hundred years later the human empire invaded the dwarves kingdom and destroyed many things from them, ensuring safety on the northern boarder."

Kyle was in disbelief. The dwarves were a peaceful kingdom when he lived. Dwarves might not have beautiful women, but they had beautiful metal craft. Even the swords the 5 heroes used to slay the demon king were made by the dwarves.

"The empire was peaceful for the next 1,800 years, but just 250 years ago a civil war spread with the beast-kin as the origin, and destroyed many cities on the northern border. The civil war was stomped just 130 years ago and there has not been a major war sense." Woodworth finished and it only took the whole class period for him to go back a few more times and add one or two details.

Everyone stayed in their seats again and waited for the third teacher, Miss Helen.

"Well, maybe you don't need history that much." Elena was looking confused during the entire speech about the history of Murica. Beth was silent the whole time even during the listing of words importance by Miss Skorva.

Finally Miss Helen entered the room and introduced herself. "Hello class, I am Miss Helen and..." But Kyle could not hear anymore. Miss Helen was enough to knock the cap off a violent volcano. Miss Helen was a bombshell during war. Miss Helen was a running motorcycle's exhaust. Miss Helen was the breath from the fire dragon. Miss Helen was HOT. Miss Helen was STEAMY. Miss Helen was PERFECTION.

Kyle was not sure how old he was when he died, as birthdays stopped being celebrated at 15, and the counter of years was difficult during the demonic army invasion, but he certainly had the brain of a 18 year old at least. Helen was a sweat 21 years old and looked better than a cool beer after a 9-5 shift. It was official, maths class was Kyle's new sole reason for living.

Because of this, Kyle instantly perked his head up and faced forward. "Oh, so now you pay attention." Elena was looking at Kyle and thought he might become just like Fred if he started staring at women this early.

Though Kyle did not hear anything else Helen said, the class period ended and everyone went to go home. A frown appeared on Kyle's face as Helen left the room and Elena shook him to snap him out from his trance like state. Helen was truly the most beautiful women he had ever seen, one armies would even fight over.

Later that day, Kyle went to see Claire to tell her about his time in school. He did not think she understood all of it. He played for a little while and went back home. Kyle tried to tell Dave about it, but he certainly did not understand. Kyle then went to the library to tell Mr. Reese about how boring classes were and how he just wanted to learn everything from the library.

"School is important. I remember back when I first started teaching words. It was almost 30 years ago. Taught many people I did, but when the lord of this city offered me my own library, I took the offer and left." Reese was reminiscing of his old days as a teach for words in a neighboring town.

"Then can't you say something like you have already taught me words so I don't have to go?" Kyle was really wanting to not have to go to school for words or history. Math was the only thing he wanted, and if words and history were out he could fill it with more maths.

"How about this Kyle, I will write a letter to your teachers telling them about how you come here frequently and have good talks with me about the subjects of many books. Maybe they will go easy on you, or provide a harder class." Reese was smiling as if Kyle would be happy with that. In reality, Kyle wanted the words and history class to be annihilated like the demonic race.

"Thank you Mr Reese, I hope they will let me leave the class and just take all maths." Kyle thanked Reese.

The next day, Kyle was back in the school. Beth came and sat next to him, so he tried to make some conversation.

"Hey, looks like you don't like it here either." Kyle said whispering to Beth.

"I hate school. I just want to go outside and play." Beth said, not picking her head off the desk.

"Then we should work together. There must be a way for us to get out of this stupid thing."

"It's impossible. I've already faked my own death twice."

'Whoa, that's actually impressive.' Kyle though when Beth said this, but a few seconds he re-evaluated her statement. What could a 5 year old do to fake their death. Just then Skorva walking into the room.

"Listen up you little brats, time to start learning or you're going to get 20 lashes. Anyone speaks out of line and it's 50 lashes, don't pay attention and it is 100 lashes. Now face forward!" Skorva had an even uglier face than the other day when she said this.

'That's totally different from yesterday!' Thought Kyle when she spoke. Unknown to him, everyone else was thinking the same thing. Everyone looked forward. Except for one person. The girl sitting next to him, Beth. Skorva looked at Beth and started to make her way over to her.

"Miss Skorva, it is not Beth's fault she is tired, when she heard what you said yesterday she wanted to learn words so much that when I told her I knew words very well she asked me to help her learn in addition to school, so then she spent all night studying them!" Kyle made something up so that Beth would not get the 100 lashes.

"That is the biggest lie I have ever heard. How would a brat like you even know words already?" Skorva stuck out her chest and two mounds that defied gravity bounced up, like traffic cones.

"It is true, I even have a letter from Mr. Reese at the library." Kyle reached into his pocket and produced the note Reese had given to him after he left the library.

"Looks like we have a genuine genius here. 'Madam teacher of words and Sir teacher of history. The child Kyle Mercer has been a visitor of my library in the 3rd district for over two years now and has read a good portion of the book here. He and I frequently have chats about the contents of books such as 'The Lusty Elfin Maid' and 'Battle of Broken Spears'. I know first hand how long the lusty elfin maid is and the difficulty of the words in battle of broken spears. Please allow Kyle Mercer to exchange his words and history classes with math classes, because that is the only subject that he is lacking in. Sinserily, Mr. Reese of the Thornberry Library, former teacher at Drunkroot school, subject: Words."

Skorva stopped reading and looked at Kyle. Kyle was jumping for joy on the inside. Mr Reese had done everything perfectly, as if he knew exactly what he wanted.

"Denied!" Skorva ripped the note in half and threw it into trash. Skorva then walked to the front of the class, forgetting about Beth who was just now putting her head up.

"Hey, you need to wake up or you will get 100 lashes." Kyle could still not believe this. He was better than anyone here with his knowledge of words, and that old hag wanted him to stay in her worthless class. The empire he died to protect had officially betrayed him.

"Hey, that was quite the lie you just made." Beth looked over to Kyle and said so with a deadpan expression.

"Well, do you want to make it truth? I can teach you words in a much better way than this old hag." Kyle was sure what he said was the truth.

"What old hag?" At that moment, Skorva made long strides and made her way to Kyle. "50 for speaking out of line, and 100 for not paying attention!" Skorva brought down the lashes on Kyle and he did everything he could to resist fighting back or casting a spell on her.

Skorva was a stone cold bitch when the parents weren't around.

For the next class, Kyle took the note from the trash and explained what happened as he gave it to Woodworth.

"Oh, well if the library operator says so, it must be true. Unfortunately you have to stay in this class, and there is nothing I can really do." Mr. Woodworth was no help either. Reese might have made the perfect note, but these teachers were really bastards.

'Miss Helen, when will I see you next!' Kyle could not help but yell in his heart. Woodworth glossed over the history of the human empire a few times and then started to focus more on the beginning from the war with the demon kingdom. Kyle could not understand why he said 4 heroes until he explained it more this time.

There was a 5th hero, but he betrayed the other 4 and joined with the demon king in the final battle. 'Bullshit!' Kyle could do nothing but yell in his heart. The names of the 4 other heroes were know, but his was not. His old life was simply known as Traitor. 'I'm going to find your descendants and murder them!' was all Kyle could think. He was the one betrayed, not them. Asura, Akira, Feng, Kirito. These are the family names of the four other heroes. Kyle Mercer who could not remember his previous name would have his revenge.