Prologue

In endless sky, thousands of kilometers above the highest mountain peak of this world. There was a area where there was absolutely nothing , there were no clouds, there was no air nor was there any sunlight or moonlight. Although there was no sunlight or moonlight, neither was there any other source of light but still that area was 'strangely' illuminated. Although there was no air nor was there any oxygen but still there were eight human shaped figures standing there alive.

One figure was standing in middle and other seven figures were surrounding him. The figure in middle was a middle aged man with black hair, black eyes and black cloths. Although his body was riddled with injuries and he seemed to be on his last breath, there was no sign of pain, regret, or sorrow on his face there was only a mocking smile. Which seemed to be mocking the seven figure surrounding him.

Among the surrounding seven figure, there were 4 men and 3 women. There were varying expressions on there faces as if they were experiencing complicated emotions. Although there expressions were varying and they were experiencing complicated emotions but deep within there eyes, deep within there hearts there was a felling, a emotion that all seven were trying there best to hide. And that emotion was Fear. All seven were afraid, horrified of the person they were surrounding. This man might not be as strong as any one of them but he still gave all of them one of their worst nightmares with his schemes, plots and mainly his shamelessness. This man had absolutely no bottom-line, he did not even feared death (ofcourse he still tried his best to survive). But in the end he was still caught when all seven combined there strengths and wits.

Just as all seven were having different thoughts a light suddenly bursted out of the man standing in middle. Just as light become barely visible, all seven surrounding peoples casted different spells, some trying to obstruct that light, some trying to directly attack that man, some tried to defend themselves and others and one tried to isolate the area surrounding them from the outside world so as to prevent the light from affecting any thing on land, sea or sky. Although everyone of the seven human figures did varying things which seemed chaotic and disorderly but it still complimented each others spell or intentions and created a effect where the light neither affected them not the outside world and at the same time killed the man because of his spell being disrupted or by directly attacking him.

All this took some time to explain but from the movement the light became visible just one second has barely passed. Once everything became visible the man in middle seemed to have been completely disintegrated into nothingness. The light coming from his body also seemed to have vanished, and all the seven figures were completely fine, not even a single hair on their body seemed to have moved.

"This bitch" one of the man with red hair and red eyes shouted. Although his facial features were extremely beautiful but currently he might as well be deemed most ugly man because of his twisted expression.

"How the hell did we not notice him cast a spell" same red haired man shouted angrily.

"That spell was not targeted at us neither was it casted just now, he seemed to have been casting this spell since the start of out battle" one of the women said.

"What!! he was fighting all of us while also casting this spell at the same time" same red haired man shouted. He had a expression of extreme shock as well as some respect.

"He seemed to have long expected this outcome and therefore made this contingency plan" another man with black hair said this, his face showed some traces of fear.

"I was able to block most of the spells light, but some still managed to slip away, considering his personality this small portion of light might be able to triggers some mechanism that he set outside" the man who had previously isolated this space from outside world said after some thought.

After hearing this, all seven looked at each other nodded and six of them instantly vanished. The last remaining human figure was a male with gray hairs, he looked at the area which was filled with nothingness, shaking his head he waved his right hand and vanished. Just as he vanished from that area, everything returned to normal, the traces of battel were removed, sunlight and air returned, merging the area with outside world.

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On the north side of Leazia Empire, was the kingdom of Athor. Sopua was one of the cities of kingdom of Athor. This city was in a slightly remote area of kingdom, which was surrounded by forest on all four sides, due to city being in remote area and there being no significant importance of this city it was not provided any human(mage) protection(permanently) by kingdom of Athor. City was surrounded with 20 feet tall and 3 feet wide city walls which protected it from majority of land based magic beasts, there was also a magical formation drawn on these walls which reinforced them with magic and also created a dome protecting city from air based beasts.

Although City of Sopua did not have any mages, they still had many sorcerers and knights protecting it and also hunting magical beasts from area surrounding the city. Because most sorcerers and knights were similarly in terms power, there was not much divide or discrimination between them. Therefore in city of Sopua knights and sorcerers maintained a middle class life.

One of such knight was Ronald Doyle, currently he was sleeping in his bedroom, suddenly he woke up and looked in direction of his son's bedroom. As knights have their entire body filled with mana their five senses were even stronger than most sorcerers. As Ronald was a relatively strong knight he even started developing weak sixth sense, he had sensed something from his son's room and was suddenly woken up. He got out of his bed slowly so as to not wake up his wife then went to his son's room. He checked Vincent's room not finding anything out of ordinary he went back and slept.

Just as Ronald fell asleep his son Vincent woke up and started staring at the celling of the room in slight daze. After some time his eyes slowly turned focused and he started looking at his room in slightly puzzled look.

...

As Darren woke up from his sleep he became more and more puzzled. The room he was now looking at and the room he slept previous night were completely different. The room in front of him looked to be from medieval era or 1800 England. First he thought that he was bought to hospital due to some accident but then quickly discarded that idea, because there was no way in hell he would be bought to a hospital whose rooms looked like this. Then he slowly started observing other thing and his expression changed from confusion to uncertainty to horror.

The more the looked the more shocked he become, majority of his horror was not because of his changed surroundings but due to change of his body. He now looked like a kid around 13-15 years old.

'Have I been reincarnated into another world' just as these thoughts entered Darren's mind, he felt a sharp pain in his head which made him think that his head was going to explode, veins appeared on his forehead, he held his head in one hand and covered his mouth with other. After 6 minutes the pain vanished and new memories entered Darren's mind.

The memories were of a 11 year old Vincent Doyle. After absorbing the memories and getting a general idea of the world and Vincent, Darren forcefully calmed down.

'Shit! I have been reincarnated in another world which has magic and swords. And that to in body of a 11 year old fellow' Darren cursed hard in his head to the one who reincarnated him in this world.

Darren in his previous life was 23 year old when he came here, he was a medical student and had loving parents and friend. His life was as good as it can get, although he hated studying but due to unfairness of the world he was fairly intelligent and had sharp memory. Due to this in his childhood and adolescence he always scored good marks and was always subjected to praises by his parents and relatives. Therefore when he reached 18 and the study became difficult he stated becoming more disciplined so as to maintain his image.

Although he was good at studying, the same couldn't be said for sports so he had other habits such as reading mangas, manhwas, webnovels and watching anime. He even had few webnovels of his which were fairly popular. Because of this he made a connection of being reincarnated and was vary disappointed, angry and somewhat depressed. He was never a physical person and loved stable and comfortable life. And he knew that in a world with magic there was no way he way going to have a stable life. Even if he laid low and did nothing there was no knowing when he would suddenly die or get hurt in other peoples fight. These were things that Darren was most afraid of after coming to this world, he knew that no matter how the kingdoms and Empires in this world ruled and made sure of safety of its peoples, they world never be able to control all these variety of mages and knights, unless ofcouse they ban magic. (even Darren scoffed at this idea)

Just as many thoughts were going through Darren's mind and he was almost on verge of nervous breakdown he saw through the corner of his eyes a blue screen which was floating in midair and many different words and numbers were visible on it.

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Status:-

Strength : 0.6

Agility : 0.8

Speed : 0.9

Stamina : 0.7

Dexterity : 0.6

Wisdom : 1.8

Intelligence : 1

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Seeing this Darren's eyes lit up before returning to normal or even slightly darker. This was because he first thought that this was system which was given to many novel protagonists as their cheat item. But then some of Vincent's memories bought him back to reality, this was not the system given to him as it was Vincent's 'Gift'.

Through Vincent's memories he knew that 'Gift' was something almost every magician had, it was granted to them since their birth. Every magician had different 'Gift', it was main reason why magicians were slightly powerful that knights on same level. Although Vincent could not become a magician he still this unique 'Gift'. When Vincent was young he thought that everyone had this blue screen so he never mentioned it to anyone but as he got big he understood many things and made a decision to not tell anyone about his 'Gift' not even to his parents.

Darren couldn't help but praise Vincent about his decision as he knew consequences of having something unique but not having the power to protect oneself. As he recalled this many questions emerged in his mind.

'Why was it called a "Gift"? Does someone give it, if so then who?'

'How can only 50% of peoples become magicians and not others, what separated them?'

'Why do only magicians have Gifts and not Knights'

'How can being magician passed down in bloodlines'

'How can Vincent, who does not have the capability to become magician have a Gift'

As Darren was a hardcore webnovel fan in his previous life he knew the importance of these question and dangers of finding there answers. So he cleared his mind of these questions and focused on his current situation. He knew that crying or cursing was useless as they wouldn't help him in having a peaceful life in this world. He needed to become strong so as to protect himself from the various dangers of this world. And for that he needed a plan, he couldn't just wander around in search of strength and information.

He knew the thing a isekai protagonist needed to do, such as keeping him being isekaied a secrete, for this he needed to fool Vincent's parents and relatives so as to not arose suspicions. And for that most important thing was information about Vincent which he had, next thing was his acting as Vincent. He first looked through most of Vincent's habits and secretes, although felling somewhat guilty he still gritted his teeths and recalled many scenes in Vincent's memory. He did not know why but he could recall Vincent's memories as watching a movie which was in 4k quality. Because of this he become more familiar with Vincent and his parents habits.

He knew he couldn't perfectly mimic Vincent because of various reasons, but he still tried his hardest. He got out of bed looked at the wall clock which showed midnight 3:37 am. After some thought he did various movements with Vincent's body, making himself more and more familiar with each passing minute. After doing many things, he finally sat down again on his bed felling exhausted. His exhaustion was not physical but mental, Vincent's body was many times more fit that average Earths 11 year old. After checking the clock, on which times showed 4:23 am, he sighed.

Coming to a new world, in a new body were very shocking things to happen to someone because of this Darren was mentally very tired, and he knew he needed to be as relaxed and refreshed he can be for tomorrow because an exhausted mind was destined to make mistakes and forget important things. Like now, he had a felling that he had forgot something very important but just couldn't remember. He finally closed his eyes and fall asleep. His very first night in a new world and in a new body was just going to last 37 minutes because Vincent daily woke at 5:00 am to train his body and mind in the ways of knight.