Recarnated Soul Number A68-BYX-3395 have accepted to read the message.

Access temporary Passive Skills [Rage Nullify], [Negative Emotion Nullify] and [Calm Mind] found and ready.

Actived Passive Skills for the next 72 hours, approved.

* The hell?? Passive Skills? Temporary? Approved? What is up with the- hold up. Why am I so calm now? Where is the mess of emotions I've felt ever since that damn talk father had with all of us? Or the fear? Wheres the confusion?* All of this and more question swarmed my now suddenly calm mind. And it stayed that way as a new box poped up, suddenly making me greatful that whatever these 'skills' are had actived. For right now I'm just floored at what I'm reading.

Hello recarnated Soul Number A68-BYX-3395, if your reading this message then it means that your ready for some answers I bet?

I'm one the many Administrations that helps recarnated souls like you to safely re-establish here in the world of Miria. You can call me Mini for short if it helps any as we have no names to go by. It's my job to explain why you have been recarnated, why you seem to have lost some of your old memories and many things more. But first things first, a little explanation is in order about what is different with Miria and your old Homeworld, Earth. There's no doubt that you've noticed that some things are like your old games, novels, fanfics, etc. depending on where and what race you've become now, after your second birth.

Yes things like a status menus, classes, monsters, skills, magic and many things once only found in imagention back on Earth is real here on Miria. Races like Elves, Dwarves, Demons, Goblins, Orcs, Dragons and more exist as well so if you ever find the need to travle the world theres never a dull moment with the poeple you'll meet. That being said, I have to make this clear. THIS IS NOT A GAME! IT'S REAL LIFE! AND YOU CAN AND WILL DIE IN THIS WORLD PERMANTLY! Nor are you some protagonist that is going to save the world born with some cheat powers. Or the oppiste, a villan hellbent on destroying it. I'm telling you this now in hopes that it will, at the very least, stops some 'seeds' of those delusions that a good deal of you recarnated souls seems to have no matter where your from.

Also due to that many share the same fate as you do at the moment, these three skills have been actived for your own safty for the next 3 days, after several others had some 'interesting' reaction to their explanation. See your not the only one that have read this message in less then a year and lets just say that very few had positive reaction to what have been explained to them. And to avoid that you end up with some of the same fates as those with the more interesting reactions have ended with, these three skills have been hand picked to give you as much needed help as we can give you to think through this all as calmly one can through something of this scale. Without jeopardize your chances to survive for the next 5 years or more. With your sanity intact preferably.

With that out of the way here is why you've been recarnated. Due to a 'incident', that believe it or not happened about ten years ago by the time you read this since it happened, occurred among some of our gods of Miria and at least three other groups of gods from other planes and worlds. I'm not going into much detail about what happened between them all but to put it short a fight broke out that did not end well for everyone.

Not that any of them died, no none of us is that lucky unfortunatly with the mess that came out of said battle, however a rift appeared thanks to all different gods going at each other with full power. A rift that none of them where able to seal or fix. And one of them had the brilliant idea to 'throw', for a lack of better word, it into another galaxy far from them and hope that it will die on its own. Unfortunatly, that galaxy was where your Homeworld Earth exisited. So yeah, the rift expanded and expanded without stop, destroying not only your home galaxy, but also many many of those that neighbor your galaxy as well.

By the time the much more higher gods and some of those that have managed trancended godhood got a hold of this, already billions if not trillions of lifes have been destroyed and who knows on how many planets. Eventually the rift was fixed and for a while noone really knew how mess this mess happened. Until a few of those responsible told the truth thanks to seeing the mess, damage and unnecessary loss of life have been done thanks to said fight filed them all with a lot of guilt. Rest assured that all responsible are being punished as you read this. None the less you have our condolence for what happened to your old home. Even if you can't remember any of it.

Now over to some more troubeling news. I'm sure your notice that you seem to be missing some of your own memories. Well there are reasons for that. One of them being that thanks to how the rift was made, very few souls came out of it without being corrupted or damaged in someway. We could not allow parts of the soul stay that way, as souls like that can do a lot of harm over a long time and if many of them gather in a single area and fuse? Let me tell something real quick, you do not want to know what the outcome of that will be. So many Gods and Goddesses of life and death have been removing these parts and replaced them with 'clean' ones. These clean ones have none of your memories from your old life, and depending on how much was removed theres no real way to say what you can and can't remember anymore. This also makes them somewhat not 'you' as well. We are sorry for this, but it is a necessery duty we had to do. I do hope that any memory you do retain are at the very least good ones.

It is also due to these two things, the reason you and everyone else died and the removed memories, and a few more, that you've been recarnated. See normaly and regaless if your lived a 100 years or only for 10 seconds after your birth, every soul that leaves the mortal plain after their death goes through something similar to what we did to 'repair' your soul from any more corruption or damage. Except that the soul gets 'cleaned' completly and reabsorbed into the cycle of life to become several new types of life without any form of memories from a past life. And thuse keep a neutral balance of things.

Rarely those a soul go the what you call heaven or hell, unless they've done things that have moved them over to either of these sides. That is not to say that good and bad things, karma and all that dose not exist, it those as good and bad things dose give the desired effect of what one wants. Its just very rare that someone gets to go to either of these places is all and start a life of angle or demon. This also makes recarnation a very rare thing too. And is only, usually, allowed when a world needs someone thing like that, whether it is for good or evil, to either 'fix' or get things 'going' again. However, due to the fact that almost all souls that was killed thanks to the rift and the fact we had to remove and replace parts of said souls, we can not just let go through that same process of being reabsorbered and somehow hope that things will be okay at the end as this is something not really seen before.

This is where the recarnation comes in place. See one of the trancended gods figured out, after testing a few things and speaking with others of their peers, that if we recarnated your guys saftly in batches and in some cases in diffrent timelines when needed, we can let those 'clean' parts become a real part of your soul as memories of your sencond will be planted in these clean parts and merge with the old ones. So should you evemtually die, your souls will be whole again as not a single part is no longer 'not you'. This way we can reabsober your soul safely and things will be fine once again. Oh and just so you know, not all recarnated souls land on Miria alone. All souls are spread out to be recarnated in hundreds of worlds to make sure noone gets overwhelmed.

Of course, we do not mean that you should go and die as soon as you get the ability move as you like and walk again. No, you've already lost your first original life thanks those fools mistake. That will be hypocritical of us. You get to live as you like in this second one instead. Whether that will be living a life as a farmer or going on adventure. Become a ruler or a monster. Get yourself a family or stay single all your life. Believe in what you want or what gods you want to. As none of the gods in Miria is allowed to influence you beyond normal means. Meaning no direct involvement unless you have willing joined their fellowship. Go wild Soul A68-BYX-3395! This life is your oyster and world your pearl!

P.S. We left you some skills as a gift. Just to give you a little extra help since this is after all another whole world for you. All you need is to check your [Status] and [Skill Menu] after the temporary passive skills have stopped working. It's all locked until then.

Not gonna lie, this is not what I had expected. At all.

* Though there is one thing I've got to say.* I can't help but think as I look up the 'ceiling' of my new home. Still in the bed were my new family are still asleep. And started to pray.

* Dear gods of Miria and Mini, thanks for the explaintion. I'm sure it will all be of much help to me. And thanks for the second chance at life.* Then with a bit of hesitation, I think. * And I hope you all take this with a bit of salt, but I can't help but feel a little insulted with some of the things that I've read.*

It's been five weeks since I've read the message. And to say I'm still confused as all hell is not a understatment as far as I care at the moment. Beside understanding how and why I died, and that gods can make mistakes and what role souls seems to play in the univers as a whole, at least I think so, there is still much I need to think about before I know how to really feel about it all and understand it. Oh don't get me wrong. I feel a rage in me each time I think about the reasons behind it all. And a whole other set feelings as well when it reminds me what damaged had been done to my very soul thanks to it all. But thanks to those temporary passive skills I had for 3 days that was given to me, I have, at the very least, a much better start at understanding of it all. Much better then if I had not had them at all for I'm sure the mess of emotions I had when I wanted to read that message will have made it far worse then what I feel about the whole thing right now.

However, it all did not stop the feeling of what I can only assume is greatfulness that despite the damaged done, they have at least tried to make things right. And the chance for a second try at life made me oddly excited, though I could only believe that this comes from what little I was able to remember of my life on Earth had been rather, grey I suppose? I know for sure that my past life was hard, as the feeling of triedness, forlorn and feeling like the world was against me always came up whenever I tried to find out how much can I remember from Earth. And yet I'm able to-

" Is sister okay mother? She looks a little weird." I hear the voice of Darak asking all of a sudden as he walks up to both me and mother. Looking concerned at me as he wait for a answer, while I look down at him. Holding a small basket filled with some berries I have no idea what they are. Though I can't help but wonder if berries the colour of almost neon blue, with violet coloured leafs and the size of strawberries are edible or not. It also brings me out of my thoughts of what I can and can't remember of my past. I most have made a weird face as the look mother gets when she looks down on me was a worried one.

" Hmmm, she dose, dosen't she?" Mother says once she takes a moment from the current task she's at to see what Darak meant. Making dinner. I have no idea what mother is cooking in the pots and whats in the pan sizzling the meat on it to a fine brown colour and the vegetables becoming nice and glozy as the fats form the meat helps frying them. But I can smell the herbs and the some of what little spice mother have lying around is in harmony with the other ingredients in the pots and pans. And it's making me hungry. And it seems my stomach agree for as soon as mother takes a look at me it makes a loud growling sound that makes me feel a small blush form on my face. It those not get better as both mother and Darak begins to laugh a little at the sound.

" You like the smell don't you huh? Don't worry my daughter, as soon as your just a month or two older I'll make you a good first meal. After all, you can't eat anything before you have your teeth~" Mother can't help but say as she pats my head a little. The promise of real food and finally stop drinking only milk in a month or two makes my stomach growl even louder, making Darak and moteher laugh again. My blush comes back tenfold but I find myself not minding it much. I prefered to hear the laughter anyways. It was certainly a much better thing then whatever weird atmosphere have taken over our home after father told my brothers, and me without knowing it, why I was not named yet.

That little reminder makes me almost grimace as I remember what have changed over the last few weeks. For one Darak, Tarr and Malak have changed. Not drastically but theres less fights between Darak and Malak of which of them gets to hold me when I wake up from my naps. And whenever mother or father must leave me alone for a little while, no longer then a hour as far as I've been able to count, all three of them starts to sort of guard me. With one of them getting a toy, sometimes a strange rag doll made of cloth and straw that seems have been made just for me to play with or for my brothers to star making it move so that it looked alive and doing tricks to make me laugh, or some other strange toy I have no idea what is.

Like the little wooden box with a bounch of strange symbols and shapes on it that react in diffrent ways whenever I or one of them push something after seeming to 'unlock' something on it, when I don't fall asleep or shows I want to play instead. Me and Tarr still do our little 'adventurs' whenever he has the time, with Darak and Malak joining in whenever they are not busy with whatever they are doing to add a little more fun. But I can tell that all three them have become a little more subdued then normal. I'm unsure if that a bad thing or not, but I've tried to lighten up their moods whenever I have the chance. By making sure to give them all the attentions I am able to given them. As well as try to show them how much I love them to the best of my ability as a baby Orc. Which have given me some mixed results but I've never been a little sister before so give me some slack! At least as far as I remember.

Darak had walked away soon after he was done laughing and I had lost myself in thoughts again, walking to the small table that Malak and Tarr is sitting at. Plucking and smashing the berries Darak is carrying out of the larder. A room I've yet to see and seems to have been bulid a bit aways from what is the 'kitchen' in our home, which was nothing more then a small place craved from the one wall of the living room that is not leading to the bed rooms and covered only by a large fur acting as a curtian of sort, made only to prepare ingredients like vegetables or meat, clean the pots and pans and various other small tasks like what my brothers are doing now one of the few small tables in said room. The real cooking was done at the fireplace, which I found out have removable parts to let mother use it as she saw fit when she needed to cook or boil the water needed to wash our clothes.

The larder on the other hand is much large, and have a lot of diffrent things comes out as I've seen father go and get big clay pots, clay wine vessels that oddly reminds me of those that was made back in the Roman time and bags filled with what I can only guess is flour or grains. Or other dry goods. A few the pots or vessels had even liquid in them when mother had open some and I could see from the sling what looked like oil or some strange jelly like water. Though I'm certian that at least one of them had some sort of vinegar inside it. Solely thanks to the fact that a Orcs sense of smell, even as a baby, is far better then a humans.

And I can recognize that smell anywhere anyways as I have used it in many of the things I cooked back on Earth. Or when I needed something cheap to help me with cleaning either myself or my old home. It's amazing what one could use vinegar for outside of cooking. I've idly wondered if I should somehow 'rediscover' a couple of these tricks so both mother and father will have a eaiser time with some of the household chores when I'm older. But since I only know that one of the clay pots or wine vessels have vinegar in them. And from what little I can remember and from what I've seen so far is that I live in a era thats in the middleages or there about, is that vinegar is expensive as all hell in those times. So I'm hesitant to do it until I know more.

* Maybe once a little I'm older and have seen more then just my home and know just what is available or not. Mother have yet to take me out even though am a little over one month old. It's boring to stare at the same walls for so long.* I quickly think as I look to mother, who is partly distracted in making dinner and then a quick look at my brothers who all seems too fouces on their current task before I think. * [Status].*

Name Locked* Race Orc Gender Female Clan Rainstorm Age 5 weeks and 6 days Level 1 (Locked until the age of 3) 0/100 EXP Rank F Title [A Second Chance!]*Hidden* HP 25 (75) MP 10 (50) Strength 25* (Full effects locked until age of 5) Dexterity 35 Constitution 29* (Full effects locked until age of 5) Wisdom 38 Charisma 18 Luck 21 Resistance 26

* Good, nothing have changed yet.* I think before look around myself again to make sure noone notice I've had spaced out for a bit. I've been checking my Status each day as soon as the temporary skills stopped working, sometimes more then once, to see if any changes have happened yet. It also helped me keep track of time as it is hard to tell when the only windows are near the door to the outside and in the 'kitchen'. And we only need a few candles and the fireplace to light the rest of the home. Though I can't help myself when I glare at the things that says locked or of age. It seems that I won't get the full effects of my Strength, and Constitution for a while. Or being able to level up until I'm 3 year old. Which somehow makes sense after a lot of thought as I've found out some interesting things thanks to one of the skills gifted to me. But I still find myself a little bumbed none the less.

I'm also curious as to why my Dexterity and Wisdom are the highest, while my Strength, Resistance and Constitution are middle and my Charisma and Luck are on the lower end. From what little I do know from Earth, though I have very little trust in any of it, and found out thanks to said skill, strength, endurance and wisdom should be the highest among any Orc's stats regadless of age. But for me it's a little diffrent maybe thanks to my past life effecting some the stats somewhat beside my Tiltle. I'm not really sure though. I don't even bother to think about why my name is so far locked, thanks to that talk all those weeks back. Though I can always feel a bit of fear whenever I take a look at it, knowing that I will one day go insane should I never get one.

So what skill am I talking about that have helped me out? While no other then dear old [Appraisal] skill, one of the most sought affter skills in any recarnation novel, comic or game back on Earth when I checked the so called [Skill Menu]. I was surprised to see it along with the skills [Enchanted Lesser Growth], [Orcish Language], [ Commen Language], [Lesser Nightvision] and [Harden]. All who was at first marked as gifted before they seem to fall into one of the three categories [Racial Skills], [Passive Skills] and [Active Skills] thats in this menu. I thought at first [Harden] was something like that very popular game/series called Pokenon back on Earth. But when I used [Appraisal] to not only see if I was right about [Harden] but to also see if [Appraisal] is what I thought it was, I was both shocked and pleased at the result I got.

Harden Type: Passive skill

Your body is a little harder to damage, poison and getting sick. Adds 5 points to your Constitution and Resistance.

Can not be effected by any Hexs or Curses put on the holder of this skill.

And then I tried the rest of the skills I was gifted, along with some of the more curious aspects of my [Status]. Of course some where easy enough that I did not need check them, like [Orcish Language] and [Commen Language] that let me understand my family. Or some of my stats and my age. But things like [Enchanted Lesser Growth], my race Orc, Clan and Title gave me, once again, more things to think about. I was especially curious about my race so I started there first.

Race: Orc (current form Infant)

A humanoid race know not only for their strength, endurance and battle tactics in guerrilla warfare. But also by their Shamen magic, fighting spirits and connection to the Wilds of the World, few are willing to challenge a Orc without being prepared for said fight. Orcs belongs to the Goblin Monster Family Tree, a Unknow Family Tree and the Human Family Tree, making them curious creaturs that can belong either on the good, the evil or the neutral side of the world of Miria.

Seen as one of the few monsters that have gained true sentience by many of the more dominated Races, Orcs lives in a trible like style with a shamanistic society. Their culture may seem a bit barbaric, primitive and unfair to some due the fact that Orc have not had as many generations to establish a 'proper' one, thanks to Orcs prefered living in hardy and rugged ares of Miria. Or the wild forestes.

And thanks to that each clan have a diffrent mind set on how one should live. But if one tries live with them for a little bit that thought might just change. Above all though, Orcs value Honor and Hospitality the most, and trying to tarnish it can casued you more than your life. Especially if you tarnish the clans honor and reputation that one either belongs to or are visiting.

After I had read that bit, I immediately checked what my clan was. And hoped dearly it was not something bad.

Clan Rainstorm

Current Leader: Bulfim The Couragesous

Current Head Elder: Zoranaraugh The Wolf's Champion.

The Rainstorm clan is one of the biggest Orc clans in one of the largest and wildest valley forests in Miria. Know for their great hunters, medicinal ability with herbs, craftmanship, warriors and being one of the more kinder of the 36 current Orc clans living in said place, the Rainstorm clan is a place know for foreigners and travelers from far away can safely stay at without fear for some other clan to come and raid the place day in and day out.

The Rainstorm clans neutrality also make them the main meeting place that many waring clans will go to settle disputes or other casues for war, even helping in allied marriage if need be, to stop any unneeded wars as the resources and the spirits around the wally forest are not to be messed with. A war started out of petty is more than frowned unpond. Many clans see the Rainstorm as a much needed keeper of balance in their home land.

Originally a ragtaged group of Orcs who have left their clans out of their own free will several generations ago due to various reasons, the Rainstorm clan while neutral, powerful in their own way, and having many bloodties to almost 2/3 of all the other clans in the vally forest, are still a very young clan by all regards. And this makes it harder for them when it comes to the more older and traditional clans that have exisited for many generations more. In peculiar they have a rather bad relationship with the Berserk Owl Kin and the Poison God clan.

Yeah, this was going to be a joy to learn about when I'm old enough to be told the stories behind these. Though it's good to know that the clan I belong to are not warmongers or blood thirsthy manicas. I'm not really sure if I could stand living a life like that or even survive for that matter. Once I had let myself get a little break from the sheer info dump, I looked at [Enchanted Lesser Growth] and my Title [A Second Chance!] next.

Enchanted Lesser Growth Type: Passive Skill

You've been born with a better growth than any of you peers! You grow and gain experiance at a slightly faster rates than others. You also just a smidge faster in learning most skills. Bare those of magic nature.

A Second Chance!

Type: Title

Effects: Grants 10 free poitns placed randomly into your stats. And extra 5 points to your luck.

You been given a second chance at life after you lost your first one too fast too soon. What a lucky bastard you are huh?

I still don't know what to feel about these two, but I found out that I could hide my Title which I did as I have no idea what any of my new famliy or clanmates would think if they saw it. And if skills like [Appraisal] exists then I'm sure there are skills that will allow to see hidden Titles as well. Though I have a slight hope that should a meet someone like that I've managed to maybe obtain a skill that can in some part counter or help hidding the Titles I don't want anyone to see. Though I have no idea why I had a Title to being with, as Mini had only told me they have given me some skills as gifts. I guess this one is just gained automatically since it was right that I've died in my last one way too fast.

I'm quickly broken out of my thoughts again, when I hear the door to our home slammed shut by a big BANG! Followed shortly by father starting to curse loudly and clearly not happy. Mother, my brothers and me all just looks at him when he walks in and he walks past all of us in a hurry to the bed room he and mother have. The look of concern that we all get is soon followed by hurried footsteps, once mother have put the food away from the fire so it dosen't burn and my brothers follows after her.

Curious and worried what have gotten father into a bad mood. Though before mother goes in, she hands me over to Tarr to hold. I think it might just be out worry that father might turn violent should he be in a far worse mood, though I'm only guessing from what little I know from Earth anout Orc's rather violent tempers. She does not even bother to close the door as she walks in the room and we all see father walking in circles, his head down and muttering to himself while also still uttering a few curse words here and there.

" Grug?" Mother starts to ask, her voice corncered like any wife would be about her husband sudden bad mood. " Is everything alright?"

Hearing mother speaking to him, he looks up to see all five of us, her just a few feet away from him and us kids in the doorway looking on in worry. It seems to make father lose some of his anger as he takes a far more relaxed stand then the angry one he had before. Though he looks at mother in the eyes when he seems to finally find the strength to talk.

" Not really." Father beings, a little hesitate, a little tried and I can still hear some of the anger in his voice, even if he tries to keep it calm for our sake. " One of the scouts from the hunting party returned today. Bringing news about the big hunt."

Now mother's face grow more corncerned and before she gets to ask anything, father seems answers what unasked questions mother had on her lips. " Nothing has happened to our son Thai. Far from it Bula. It seems our eldest have managed to hunt down a flock of Lesser Earthen Lizards all by himself. No doubt the armor makers are going to fight over who gets the bigger share of the leather that the Tanners will make out of those once they return in two days."

Mother seems to relax at that, and so those my brothers as well. I had not notice that they had stiffen and that Tarr had tighten his hold on me at the meer though that something have happened to Thai, as I am far more worried about what father have to say.

" So what seems to be the problem then? If our eldest is not in danger or in trouble, and it seems I've have a feast to make in two days, then what is it that have gotten into your pants all of a sudden?" Mother says after a brief moment to let what father had told us sink in. The wry grin that comes on fathers face makes me feel dread as he answers her.

" There are visitors in the hunting party. Visitors from the Yellow River Kin. My mother is among them."

The air around mother changed as soon as she hear that. Before it was a air of corncern, that had a some pride mixed in after hearing of the deed our eldest brother have done. But now? A dark and rather angry one have taken over. Its not long until we all hear a slight growl coming out of her throat.

" I see." Is all mother says as she walks out of the room, leaving the five of us. I look not only at father but also at my brothers and all I can see on their faces are resigned dread.

* Oh this can not be good.* Is all I think as Tarr hands me over to father, who then leads us all to the living room, where mother have started to finish dinner it seems. Though the air around the room was far from pleasent as I could see mothers face was far from the pleasent look it had before the news. Father just sit down beside the table my borther have been working at. Keeping himself silent and my brothers sits down to restart their work. Only asking father in whispers to help them with getting a new bowl to have the leafs in. The dread I feel at what was going to happen once my grandmother from my father side comes in two days almost stops the feeling of excitement I feel that I'll finally get to meet my eldest brother Thai.

* Those two days better go by quick. I don't think I can stand waiting much longer who my mystery eldest brother is.*