《Diary of a reincarnate in a cultivation world》Chapter three - Being the son of an emperor
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Chapter three- Being the son of an emperor
When I opened my eyes all I could see was a blue , well I am not dead that’s good. I tried find out where I was and I got the answer I was in the sky ,flying, well not me the man holding me . He was flying, well I think something good finally happened I found out that this is not a normal world.
I tried to look around, to my surprise I could not see much the man was going fast as a rocket, I wondered how I was ok even if going at that kind of speed probably magic. After some time the man slowed down and I saw dark clouds’ surrounding us, it was darker than earlier, I hadn’t look down because when I try to look out the window of a moving vehicle it always made me feel nauseous so I was not going to look down at that speed. Now because he slow down I tried to look what was below us is flora green here, and what about animals, I saw dragons on their dress so do they exist, will it eat me…
It took some time but I looked down, I gasped at the scene I saw bodies everywhere, bodies of what looked like human some other bipedal species with armour and and also very dead most had missing limbs or I thought they were missing of not well that will be new, then a thought came to me am I a human or something else.. As I was contemplating my species I head something go woosh past me I couldn’t see what it was, but I saw that from where it originated it was a man in full armour, it was golden and the man would be like an imposing general if it was not for how war torn it was, and the man to was in worse conditions, he was bleeding from everywhere he was holding a broken sword it did not seem like he could do much, but then his blood which was spread all over his body started to defy gravity and became part of his broken sword making it red and whole again he brandished his sword blood and gore around him formed a cyclone and it came towards us I was scared, at same time in disbelief of what was happening and what this man just did to a four days old baby, before I could properly scream the man holding me raised hand and brought them down with came a lightning storm even the whole world seem to shake, reflex took over me I closed my eyes and screamed, after some time I opened then to find we were moving again and there was crater the size of a football field in the ground where the scared man used to be, “well fuck him for attacking a baby”.
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We traveled through the heap of bodies to come face a vary big and very dark castle. It was part of a mountain or the mountain was a part of it . It towered over everything it seems to be piercing through the the sky in to the heavens it self, it was made of some dark stones ,it had a gigantic fortress kind of look where nothing could besige it. The man carried me without stopping into the castle, everyone who saw was either respectfull or feared the man. We went inside huge throne room and he sat on it, he seemed to used to doing this as he did many guards, maids, many people wearing different type of clothes came before him and kneeled.
The man seemed to be the king or lord of some kind, and if I am his son , well my life would be great, or my life would be like those novels where I would be his last son or the weakest son well even if it was it was better than being poor, could I do the things he did when I grow up I wondered. The man holding me was saying something to the people around him and from their reaction he was explaing a drama there was gasps and disbelief all over there faces, couldn’tunderstand what was going and I was tired so I slept
When I woke up I found myself in a cradle of sorts , couldn’t see what was beyond it but the ceiling had dark and golden squres with chessboard like paters a chandelier was there from which light seems to emit. The cradle had a cloth of fur covering it , I was on my back it felt soft, and I was wearing silk light red robes, I did not like them.
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Man my life would be awesome I could have people do everything for me, no need to worry about money, aa it’sgood to be rich, As I was thinking how to live as prince I felt a little pain in my stomach, hunger I presumed, the yellow steam would have stoped working or I used it all up I gussed.
I cryed as it was the only thing I could do and I could do it very easily, I heard someone coming over and I thought well that was quick, well I seem to be very important “go mee” , as I heard the walking came closer I was ready to stop crying and act all cute but when I saw who or what I lost control of myself reflex took over closed my eyes screamed hard as I could, I think I peed and shit myself, how is that even possible I was only four days old. And the reason for my scream towering over me I couldn’t tell what it was, it seem to real and ethereal at the same time it missing one limb everywhere else had deep wounds from some dark liquid came flowing down, there was worms the size I’d adult thumb wriggling all over it, it’s face was a tore open things coming out of it. Good start to my life as a prince I thought as darkness my friend took over me
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