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The last thing I remember is everything going black and being surrounded by water. It was cold and then warm out of nowhere.

Where am I now? I can't seem to talk and there are strange people looking down over me.

It simply took me a second to realize what had happened. I've been reborn. This lady who's looking down at me must be my mother.

I spent my time remembering how I taught Liz to unlock her magic and mediating to start to bring my magical energy up. A few weeks had past in this life they call me Lily.

There language was a little different from mine and they had a nicer hut. After months passed by turning into a year. I got used to the people I was calling mom and dad and my brother. I had notice my mom didn't like him very much and my father kept telling him to watch himself around me and not to visit me without his supervision. I had gotten my powers unlocked through all my meditation, but I hadn't truly been able to practice or use them to see what I could do. I'm not a dragon anymore so I likely will only have one or two elements I can truly control and use at will, but it'll take a lot more time to be able to get control of even one since this body didn't have a very strong magic core to being with.

I noticed even as winter came we hadn't followed a heard and there were cattle in fenced areas. Which means they learned how to collect and bread them themselves and we no longer are travelers, but we hadn't advanced all that much because almost everything else appeared to be the same. I was only taken out a few times because my family wanted to show me the area and they said it'll all be mine one day.

I think my parents are the leader of the tribe and my brother doesn't look at all like my mom and only slightly like my father, so I think he's only a half brother. Which means it might still be normal for a leader of a tribe to have more than one wife and the wives have there own ranks under him.

I would of thought that would of died off already but it appears it hasn't.

Time went by quickly and I grew close to my older brother we went out and planned in the yard and the garden often throughout the year. In the warm season we would swim in the stream near our home and in the cold we would build snowmen and forts and have snowball fights.

When we weren't playing we were studying. Everyone praised me by the age of 5, I could read and write and hold a sword and bow proficiently. They called me a genius and a prodigy.

My brother seemed to get jealous as we got older as well, where he struggled to learn things I caught on quickly, which to be fair by the time I was 8 years old in this body I had already lived over 20 years since I could remember my previous life, it gave me a head start. That he didn't have.

Even so we still hung out and did almost everything together in our spare time and when I was done with class if I saw him studying I tried to help him the best I could. He also became my sparing buddy, since we were pretty evenly matched skill wise even though I was 3 years younger and he had the size advantage. Due to my past life I could see his movements and strategize to counter them easily, which this is a trait that knights and warriors normally have after fighting on the battle field for years.