2 Chapter 2 (1/2)

A few days later

Well, this wasn't how I imagined it would go. I was now reincarnated inside a 6 year old boy in another world. I still remembered everything from my old life, likely G.o.d's doing. Well, best to think of it as a fresh start.

The lady that was at the foot of bed is this boy's mother and I guess mine now. My hair was now brown instead of black and I had a much smaller frame. I missed my black hair and larger set of shoulders but I would get used to this eventually I told myself. Looking at my reflection in water, my face was somewhat normal, puffy cheeks and brown eyes.

From what I've learned so far, the boy hit his head rather hard and lost consciousness. It had been close to a week and the parents were almost ready to give up on him ever coming back. I questioned many things when I was able to speak, turns out I also now know this language just as well as English, my inquiries scared the father and mother as they thought I had suffered permanent brain damage.

I really wanted to be truthful with them, I was about to tell them about the real me when I reconsidered. What would they do when they learnt their child was dead and a stranger lived in its body?

They could a.s.sume I'm some kind of demon and I've no way of defending myself, so I decided to play along. I felt guilty about lying to them but it was also not such a bad lie when I thought about it. In their minds, their son was back and they cried tears of joy, how could I take that away from them?

So instead I faked memory loss and spent the better part of a week asking all sorts of questions. I learnt my mother's name was Violetta, dad was Henry and I had an older sister by the name of Emma. We also own a store in the city of Drecos and live above it. Dad is an armorsmith, we make a decent living from it.

Another shocking revelation was that magic exists for real here. G.o.d did mention it but it's hard to think about all that when you're being reincarnated. No one in the family can use magic though. Apparently it wasn't too late for me still but no one was counting on it.

Monsters are also apparently quite a problem. The world is relatively big but us humans don't hold that much hold over the land, its relatively safe within city limits but strong creatures roam the wilderness. There are 3 human kingdoms and some non-human ones like the Dwarves and Elves.

Enough reminiscing, I have to go with father to learn the crafts of the trade. I'm still young but everyone has to pull their weight in this world. I'm expected to continue the family business when Henry, I mean father, gets too old and to also take care of both my parents.

Father says I'm a quick study but I still have all my memories so it's almost like cheating. We mainly work with leather and iron, other metals being too expensive for us to learn to use. It takes trial and error to properly learn what temperature to heat a certain metal, how hard you can hit it when it's heated without it breaking or deforming, a luxury we don't have.

I'm not strong yet, my stats accurately reflecting that but I hand father all the tools he needs and I do the finis.h.i.+ng touches. Yes, that was another thing that shocked me in this world. For all intents and purposes, it functioned essentially like an rpg video game. I liked video games, not much else we could do on base when we were stuck there and waiting for potential orders.

Much like in video games, everyone could see their status by displaying the window. Seeing someone else's status requires use of magic and that isn't available to everyone.

Much like how we don't need to think about breathing, wanting to see your stats opens up a display in front of your eyes.

Wilfred Lamarche [Lv. 1]

HP: 20/20

Str: 2

Con: 2

Agi: 1

Dex: 2

Int: 44

Wil: 38

Wis: 52

Lck:???

It seemed like retaining my memories from my previous life helped with my mental attributes; Intelligence, Willpower and Wisdom. No idea why my luck stat is unknown though. I asked dad about it and he wasn't sure either but the rest of my stats made sense for my age and level he said. I obviously didn't tell him my Int, Wis or Wil was that high, didn't want to scare them.

And so life continued on like this for some time. I was surprised to see there was no such thing as school but then it made sense when you thought about it. Society is very stratified and most jobs tend to just be pa.s.sed down in the family. There's no need for a college degree or to teach every peasant how to read when they won't be able to get those jobs anyways. It made me sad that there was essentially no hope for commoners, except some very few ones who were born with talents and grew up to be adventurers.

Although I could live a relatively relaxed life as a smith, my military training and morals made me want to do more than that. Also the fact that G.o.d said he'd be watching me added a bit of pressure.