The Silvester Family

Ben was panting heavily as he leaned against one of the pillars in the courtyard surveying the damage he had dealt to the steel wood dummy in front of him. It was still early morning, but it felt like hours since he had started his sword practice.

His face held a satisfied smile as he sheathed the sword in his hand and sat down on the tiled floor for a brief rest. He had come a long way in swordplay in the 3 years he had been practicing since the age of six. He was confident that he could take on any normal creature in the Misty Forest and atleast survive. He remembered his first day in this strange world, on the continent of Terrence. Disorientation and panic were the first impressions when he woke up in this world. He was a 31year old war veteren from Earth, he remembered that much. As for how he died, he didn't clearly remember now. Most memories of his past life had faded over the last 7 years. But everything that happened since he woke up still lingered in his mind.He woke in the body of the two year old Benjamin Silvester exactly 7 years, 3 months and 12 days ago. Little Ben was on the cusp of death, afflicted by Blackskin fever from which he miraculously recovered when his soul fused with Ben's soul. Miraculous since the mortality rate of this disease was considered very high, although the disease itself was not very common. As for how the child contracted the disease was still a mystery. He speculated that the fever had weakened the child's body and soul to such a point that his own soul could fuse and occupy the body. He still had no idea about the specifics like how his soul came into this world.

The sheer panic and confusion he had felt was still fresh in his mind. He had tried to speak, but realized that he could only speak a few broken sentences which made no sense to the maids, his mouth simply refused to voice the words wanted to say. Then he noticed his small, weak, clumsy limbs. His military trained mind kicked in (or so he hypothesised) fortunately, which helped him to stay calm and analyse the situation. Being a sick child in recovery had made things easier, as he did not have much visitors, nor was he asked any questions due to the fact that he was just an toddler. Still there were a few problems he had to overcome over the next few years. His keen, intelligent gaze and calm demeanor attracted some attention from the family as it was unusual for for a child of his age.

By the time he as little Ben had recovered which took a few months, he had made up his mind to remain as low key as possible. The thought of what would happen to him if he secret was revealed terrorized him.

And now, here he was, Benjamin Silvester, the fourth member of the youngest generation of the once mighty Silvester family.