《Aatrox, A God King in a Modern World.》2 - He will like us?
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As Aatrox felt his head throb in pain, a flood of information filled his mind. He was seeing the memories of the life of a mortal, It seemed that from a young age this mortal suffered something called "Bullying" by his colleagues in a place called "School" because of his feminine characteristics.
Even though he was bullied almost every day, this mortal did not tell any of his family about it so he would not worry them.
Aatrox thought that this mortal was stupid. 'If it were me I would kill them and let my sword dine on their flesh and blood...' But even without saying or thinking of it, he respected his attitude of not telling his family not to worry them.
Aatrox never had any family, even in the tens of thousands of years in which he lived, he never had anyone to call 'friend' or 'family' beside his sword. The only thing he cared about was when his next battle was going to happen.
As Aatrox watched this mortal's life flash by in his head, he felt things he had never felt before. Affection, care, love, compassion, concern, He had never felt any of this in his heart before now. Aatrox didn't know how to feel.
'These mortals are very strange ...' was what Aatrox thought.
...
Inside a plane heading to the USA, Alex and his family were very excited. After receiving the news, they canceled all their plans in Brazil and took the first flight home to find their son.
"Daddy, why does the big brother always sleep?" A little girl says as she plays with her doll.
"Your brother had an accident while coming home from school Bruna, he was sleeping to rest, now that he's better he's waking up." A man says to as he puts his hand on his daughter's head.
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"But does big brother like us? Every time we see him, he never even woke up to talk to us. When Bruna talks to me I wake up to talk to her." A little boy says as he puts his little hand on his chin.
"It's because he was so hurt that he couldn't wake up even if he wanted to until now Bryan, However, now he is done resting so he can wake up and we are headed to see him. Even if you don't remember before he went to sleep, he was very fond of you." A woman says as she squeezes Bryan's cheeks that make a face at it.
...
After a while, Aatrox learns that this information is the memory of this body he assumed.
'So I am on a planet called Earth, from the memories of this body there seems to be no publicly known cultivator.' Aatrox thinks.
'The qi I can absorb on this planet is very scarce. If I just depend on it to reach the level of God King again I will probably take hundreds of thousands of years, but I believe before that I can get enough power to go somewhere with more qi available. Well ... this may be for later, I'm curious to know how this Reincarnation has influenced me. '
As Aatrox opens his eyes again, he sees that there is now only one woman in the room, according to his memories this woman is a "Nurse" who is here to take care of his health.
Talking about his health, few people know, but his supposed "accident" was not really an accident, after a series of events, a teenager caught some local gangster to hit Benjamin and make It seem like an accident, but as these gangsters had no special training, they hit more than they should and the boy fell into a coma.
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'Don't worry boy, now that I've taken over your body and your memories, I'll take revenge on everyone who hurt you and your family. I will teach these mortals because I was crowned as the God-King of War, not the God-King of Goodwill. ' Aatrox swore an oath in his mind to Benjamin.
After this oath, Aatrox felt that the rest of Benjamin's soul that still resided in the body merged with his soul. Aatrox's Soul is strong enough to absorb the soul of this entire planet without wavering, but he would not do so willingly. Along with people's souls would come their desires, thoughts and various things to influence Aatrox, that might not kill Aatrox at its peak, but now that his body was so weak, this kind of thing that a Demi-God would easily avoid was deadly, for him.
He only accepted Benjamin's soul as a thank you for giving his body over to Aatrox.
Seeing that the boy was awake, the nurse was surprised to see him looking at her.
This boy was in hospital like before she was even hired. As he was living on whey he was always very thin. His already long hair grew longer than hers. Long black hair, a face that, besides being thin, had beautiful facial features.
When she looked into his green eyes that stared at her she was lost. Those eyes were like a magical northern light that could see through everything.
The eye contact didn't last more than five seconds before the nurse looked away, her face flushed with embarrassment.
"Can you hear me?" she asked as she approached Aatrox.
"Hell- ..." As Aatrox was about to answer her, he felt that his throat was stabbed with blades. Three years without drinking anything liquid had caused it.
Realizing what happened, the nurse takes a glass of warm water and helps Aatrox drink.
'I never thought I would become so weak I would need help drinking a simple glass of water.' Aatrox thinks as he laughs internally.
As he drank his glass of water, the nurse tries to look away from the green eyes that never stopped looking at her.
"I can hear her loud and clear." Aatrox responds with a slight smile.
'Wait ... Did I smile? This ... maybe it's Benjamin's influence? This must be a consequence of reincarnation, definitely! ' Aatrox stated in his mind.
Who knows the God-King of War Aatrox would never imagine that he knew how to smile not when he was killing, but here he was, a God-King who killed a God-Emperor just because of a slight argument smiling at a person he didn't know.
As the nurse's heart clenched in her chest at the boy's smile inches from her, she saw his slight smile close and return to a distant look.
'Did I do something that upset you?' She wondered worriedly.
Before she could say anything to the boy, the bedroom door opened and there were five people, two crying adults and two curious children followed by a man with a tag that said, Dr. Octavius.
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