Zero_Things

Haru was the best mage in the Japanese army. Building up a amazing reputation before deciding to give up his life in the military and settle down.

 His plans were cut short as he found himself in the body of a baby.

 He taught himself magic again from scratch before finding himself in a dire situation whilst on his first school trip causing him to give up on magic and take on the art of Chinese cultivation. 

His master was a soul fragment of an ancient cultivator who placed his soul inside of a golden ring in the shape of a dragons body.

 What kind of mysteries did this ring hold?

 And who was this cultivator who saved Haru from the brink of death?

The Legendary F Rank

"Haru, I'm sorry. If you get this, can you please call me back? I didn't mean what I said, and I'm sorry for not taking your side. I didn't trust you, and I hurt you. Please just come home." The sound of a voice recording carried its way through a clean hotel room where Haru lay on the bed looking up at the TV.

"Won't she just give it a rest already?" Haru complained as he buried his head further into the pillow behind him. He looked down at the phone screen that blurted light around the darkroom and saw the forty-seven missed calls from both his mother and father.

He sighed before holding the power button and putting it down on the nightstand.

'I really do need a break, don't I? I wonder what the nightlife is like in Tokyo. ? I haven't actually been into the city yet. It might be a good idea to take a look around.' Haru thought to himself as he remembered that he had never been into the city before.

Battling Mages.