《Ganda’lfr – The Left Hand of God》Chapter 1 + Prologue
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Prologue
The sudden collapse of the young master brought the servants and the family members of the Azure family in a sudden panic. The eight year old boy was training with his weapon of choice the sword when a servant saw the collapse body Vectre.
He was immediately brought to his room and the panicking mother quickly ordered the servants to get the healer.
The father a legendary figure in the kingdom which awed the kingdom with his sword mastery has defeated countless of A rank monsters that tried to cause havoc in the nearby villages. He immediately left after hearing that his beloved son has collapse. Using his rare ability Wind Teleportation, he quickly disappeared with the wind towards his clan compound.
The eight year old Vectre lay unconscious in his bed. He collapse because of the sudden burst of information entering his brain. The memories of his past life was now unburied and he was being made to remember who he was. An inhabitant from another world. He was from a world where monsters and magic did not exist, where advance technology ran rampant. Huge amount of information are now being process by his brain. Including his ability.
Vectre gained the ability to summon weapons and technology. It doesn’t matter if it’s fictional or non-fictional. He has the ability to materialise the object.
Unique abilities are very powerful. A person with a unique ability can make waves in the world. Some unique ability users is so powerful that they can wipe out kingdoms. That’s why they are incredibly dangerous.
Chapter 1- Waking Up
Arghh! My head is killing me. This feels like a hangover after a good drinking session with my friends. Opening my eyes I can see the wooden ceiling and looking at the left side of the bed. I could see my mother asleep with her head resting on the side of my bed while the rest of her are on the floor.
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‘Ah she must have taken care of me’ I smiled at my caring beautiful mother.
I remember that I collapse yesterday while practicing the sword. Memories from my past life has resurfaced. I have now been reincarnated apparently. According to my hypothesis, I shouldn’t be wrong. I never really believed in reincarnation before but I guess it’s true. The soul gets his memories wiped clean and then transferred into another body. But what I don’t understand is why I’m able to regain my memories, that’s the puzzling bit.
Seeing the I’m awake my mother hugged me tight while sobbing.
“The healer said there wasn’t anything wrong with you. You might have just been too exhausted and that caused you to collapse. The healer advice you to rest up for a few days, so no training for the mean time. Understand” my mother spoke while hugging me.
“hmm” I hummed in agreement.
“Are you hungry?” she asked. Her eyes searched my face trying to see if there was still anything wrong with me.
“Soup would be nice ma” I replied.
“Ok I’ll call Astrea your maid and she should get that ready for you”
“Now that you’re okay. I’m going back to my room to sleep” she said while she yawned.
“You didn’t have to take care of me personally ma. The servants could have done that” I mumbled.
“Nonsense” she quickly reprimanded me.
“I’m your mother so how could I not worry for my child. I don’t think I could asleep anyway. Being so worried about you” she said while brushing my messy black hair with her hand.
Seeing the maid Astrea arrived. Mother quickly instructed her to take care of me and to get the food that I wanted then quickly got out of the room.
Seeing as my brown haired maid was away getting the soup. I quickly fist pump and laugh quietly in excitement.
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Remembering my ability. I was absolutely giddy.
Closing my eyes and feeling the flow of energy in my body and the mana in the air. I imagined a mobile phone appearing in my right hand. The mana from my body quickly surge to my right hand, the mana in the air was swirling around where the phone was about to manifest.
Immediately feeling the weight of an object in my hand. I opened my eyes in shock and excitement.
“I can’t believed that work. Oh my days. Oh my Lord Cthulu” I squealed in excitement.
Technology in a fantasy world. Fuckin amazing. I feel like I’m in wonderland. Not Deadman Wonderland though cause that would make me cry.
The door suddenly opened and I panicked and I immediately dispersed the energy sustaining the phone in my hand and it quickly disappeared.
“Young master” called out Astrea respectfully with a bowed head.
She was holding a tray filled with bread and bowl of chicken soup.
She set the tray on the bedside table.
“Do you want me to feed you young master?” she asked. Her brown eyes and beautiful lips set into a dazzling smile.
Feeling myself blush I quickly refused and take the bowl from the tray and started eating while Astrea was watching.
Arghh this feels so awkward. I can’t eat with you watching me. It’s just creepy.
“Umm” I started.
“Yes young master?”
“Don’t you have something to do?” I asked.
“Not at all young master. After all I am your personal maid. Whatever you request I shall do my best to grant them. So taking care of you is my job.” She replied professionally.
Damn she’s good.
“But you watching me eat makes me uncomfortable” I complained.
I could see her eyes staring directly into my lips while I eat and I could see the hungry look in her eyes. And I don’t even think the food is what she’s after.
I shivered.
“Aww that’s a shame” she lightly complained.
“Would it be better for you If I turn around” she quickly added.
I nodded.
After finishing my meal. I got out of bed while my personal maid Astrea tidied up the bed and take the meal to the kitchen where other servants would wash the dishes.
Looking around the house. I can see that expensive materials has been used to build it. After all this is the house of the head of the Azure Clan. And I am the son of the Ryouma Azure. The deadliest swordsman in the Cloud Kingdom.
While my mother is one of the strongest fire mage with her ability being Pyrokinesis. Despite the fact that it’s a common ability, my mother was a prodigy at controlling and using fire spells. I heard that my mother can use an S rank spell called Meteorite. Basically fiery stones as big as a cow falling into a specific area for an hour. Although using that spell without proper preparation could be detrimental for the spell caster.
The servants quickly greeted me seeing that I’m up and walking around. My maid Astrea is back and is trailing me from behind. Now that my memories are back, seeing this spectacle unnerves me and makes me quite uncomfortable. In Earth this was not common. I guess this will taks some getting used to.
Seeing as there’s really nothing much I can do since my mother has banned from doing anything such as training and apparently going outside of the compound because I’m still a child. I decided to head into the garden and just chill.
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