I regain consciousness in a strange black world. I couldn’t understand what was happening. I should be dead. I remember been killed by those I saved. They killed me because of greed even though they would not be there if I had not saved them and their kingdom.

They waited more than twenty years to be more powerful than me. Twenty years when we have been allies, where I helped them through various means, twenty years where I though that I could stop improving my self and do whatever I wanted, so I did just that. I read all the books I could find, I love to read. I could imagine myself as the hero, going everywhere to help, saving the people in need. I could incarnate a devil who would do whatever he wanted without care for the world. I was jealous of them. I was envious because I couldn’t travel the world like I wanted. I was all alone almost all the time, and the rare time where I was with someone, they will fear me, avoid me.

Just because I was a lich.

I understand that my kind was not the more social or even the more human friendly but I was not like that. I just wanted peace but no, there was always some « hero » to come on my lands to « kill the evil and save the humanity » or whatever bullshit. But they were just greedy of all the treasure I had. I didn’t even wanted them… I just collected them on the said heroes… Well I guess I at least used them in exchange for fiction books with the borderland kingdom, Siria. Siria that I helped countless time, protecting their border east to north, without even mentioning that my presence as an ally of the kingdom, even if only in name, put pressure on the other invaders, preventing war multiple time. It was a young kingdom created by some humans I don’t really know. We just signed a peace treaty and after some time we began to exchange. Well I asked to exchange whatever treasure I had for books. But who would have though that the king would call for a crusade the moment they could to exterminate me. I was furious but I could do nothing. I was invited in their palace as a « friend ». It was just all a trap ! And now I was dead, as much as a lich could be dead.

While recalling all these thing, I couldn’t help but feel my anger rose, and even the warm around me couldn’t appease it.

Wait ! Warm ? How could that be ? I was a lich, I didn’t have senses, not human at least. I could see the world via my spiritual vision, or feel the mana, even hearing things but again it was with my soul, something akin to a spiritual audition. But I had never feel warm or cold. Hell, I had never « touched » anything, so what was happening right now ?

I calmed my self and began to think. I was in something warm, I could not move and my spiritual sense couldn’t tell me anything, which was strange because I should be able to sense everything without at least 30 meter around me if not more. I couldn’t understand what was happening. It was like my soul was weakened, but I didn’t feel injured. I just feel … weak. Why would I feel weak ?

Suddenly I heard something. I couldn’t make sense of what the noise was but I heard it with my ears which was even more confusing. I try to focus but I couldn’t understand anything, it was like there was a big wall between me and the sound.

While I was still pondering what the noises were, I began to move, which if I was honest, scared the hell out of me. I was who knew where, with strange sensations, probably not in my own body and more than anything I was weak, extremely weak. I couldn’t even move so how was I supposed to defend myself ! Fortunately after a few minute I pondered what was happening again. Then I recalled one of the stories I read.

Reincarnate. I was in a new body and I was still in the belly of my mother to be. It was a strange though. After all, I was a lich, I was not born. Lich could be either created by extremely powerful necromancer, self created by said necromancer who want to become undead or finally, rarely, almost never heard of, a lich can just appear. I don’t know how or why, I just know that I was of the latter category. One day I just appear and began to exist, with all my power and some knowledge of how to use them. Well, not exactly all of them. I got some while I was alive but I was naturally born with death and ice magic under my control. After that I use to study all I could and other type of magic was included. I was a master in all element, even the spacial one, except for two of them. Life and light. Understandably, a lich wielding the light element would have been weird. Same thing for the life element, I used to be an undead after all…

While I calmed myself and understood what was happening I was exited. For the first time of my life I will be alive and I would be able to travel whatever world I was in. Well I knew it would probably not be so easy but who cares I was pretty sure I would not incite the same hate and fear if I were to go into some town.

I was still overjoyed by all the things I will be able to do when I got cold all over my body. I made something I never before. I inhaled by instinct and all I could feel was pain in my lungs. I began to cry and I immediately understood why baby cry when they are given birth not that I saw it but like I said, I read a lot. It hurt like hell ! First is the cold and I can tell you that when you have never fell anything but warm before it’s not a pleasant sensation. Then you began to breath and it’s worst. I don’t know if it’s because lungs where unused before or because the air was icy cold but it chill all your body painfully.

After some time, I began to warm again and the pain disappeared. I was happy. I felt something warm against my body, something oddly familiar. Soft, warm and tender. I heard some people talking but I couldn’t make sense of what they were talking, it was not a language I knew, I could just hear two manly voice and sometime a woman. I knew the woman was my mother because every time she would speak I would feel how her breathing changed against my body and how her voice vibrated through her to me. I heard other sound in the piece I currently was but I didn’t know what they were. They didn’t remotely ressemble to anything I knew. Some where high pitchy and annoying noise repeating themselves ever thing seconds. Other where even stranger but were I think to far for me to make sense.

I could feel the light of the piece so different from the darkness I was before. We were probably the day or in a piece with a lot of light either made by made or by a fire but I couldn’t open my eyes to know.

I was all to happy with my new beginning, even if a little frightening. I felt myself fall into sleep. Sleep a strange thing. I knew I was falling asleep but I never slept before. I was eager to try.

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I wake up after some times and was hungry. I tried to call my mother but all I made was a pitiful cry. I was almost to ashamed to continue but I was hungry so I needed to gather some attention. I called a few more time and more rapidly than I expected it, I felt someone take me while talking slowly, probably to me. I wanted to open my eyes but still couldn’t. I felt I would soon be able to but still not yet.

I suddenly had something warm against my mouth and I reflexively began to suck it. Some strange liquid began to pur in my mouth. I tasted for the first time of my life. I knew it was milk, my mother milk. I have to say I pretty much liked it. After some time I was full and felt invigorated. I try to open my eyes again and this time I succeeded. All the world was blurry but I could still make so form around me. I paid no attention to the sound of all the adult around me that had quiet all of a sudden and began to focus to see more clearly. Rapidly I could see perfectly clear and could tell that I was in the arm of a women. A beautiful women with golden hair and dark green eyes. I watched and saw a strange expression on her face. A strange mix of fear, love and care. The fear in her eyes was pretty strange like she was not only afraid of me but for me too, the two at the same time. She was looking in my eyes and I blinked.

She began to call someone I couldn’t see. I couldn’t move my head which was extremely frustrating. I try to use my spiritual vision and sense again. I could use it again but it was almost useless right now. I could sense everything around my head in a diameter of something close to fifty centimeter, no even enough to see my own feet… but I could at least see that I was a woman. I didn’t know how to feel about that. I had no gender before that and I mostly conversed with men. Well whatever not like it was important right now.

While I was testing all these, a new man in weird white clothe appeared in front of me. He lifted me from my mother and I frowned. Why would he do that ? He began to examine my eyes, moving his finger in front of me like an idiot. I saw him in deep though before he took out a little metallic stick with some sort of crystal at the end. It put it in front of my right eye and a bright, painful light emerged of it. I hurriedly closed my eyes and began to cry, trying to escape from him with the little to no strength that I had. I was furious, why the hell would he put light in my eye ? Does he think it’s fun to tortue other like that ? I’m a freaking baby !

I try to use magic and began to gather mana to defend myself but I found that my body was unable to use enough of it to do anything useful. I’ll have to work hard to make this body strong and hard.

The psychotic man gave me back to my mother who tenderly embraced me with her arms and I calmed myself. It was such a strange feeling to feel loved. I never had that before but I loved it. I would do anything to simply feel like that for the rest of my life if given the choice. I heard them talking hurriedly but I paid no care at all. Firstly I couldn’t understand anything, secondly I was in the arm of my beloved mother who cared for me. Nothing was important for me at this moment, I just enjoyed myself. And just like that, I fell asleep again.