One of the things that surprised me most about this new world was that people carried weapons such as swords and axes casually, as if they were something of value that absolutely everyone should see. Even though the sight of these instruments of attack did not bother me in any way, it reinforced my thought that I had been born again in a new world while I was dying in my old world.
Sitting on the few steps that separated the floor from the door of the house, I watched with a rare concentration my mother who was observing everything around her in a most remarkable silence. Once she was, I imagine, ready inside, she let a short stream of fresh air leave her mouth before taking several steps and retrieving with her thin fingers the object she had placed on the floor a few minutes before
It was a gold-colored scabbard decorated by various moments with pieces of red color. While wrapping her hand around the handle of the weapon that was stored inside the scabbard, my mother took an offensive posture and then, without waiting and with a sharp blow, she drew the long metal blade from its sheath, revealing a one-handed sword of very good workmanship that was also decorated with various gold ornaments and many red pieces, as was the scabbard
In just a few seconds, I was breathless at how striking the scene that was unfolding before me was. Without leaving any visible opening for my eyes, my mother split the air a good number of times with her sword with fast and fluid movements that surely had enough force to break the sound barrier. I didn't know what it was like in this world, but there was no doubt that in my old world, she would have been seen as an exceptional fighter
"I think you must have realized this, but the world we live in is a dangerous world, and that, in many ways..."
I was so stunned by the vision that was granted to me that it took me several seconds before I realized that my mother was looking at me with her emerald eyes. Without saying a single word, I nodded quickly before seeing my dear mother's face wearing a sweet smile
"Ah... So I'm going to teach you how to handle a sword."
"Congratulations, miss! He is a healthy young boy!"
One day, our protagonist finds himself reincarnated into a new world when he was dead. What kind of world is it, filled with incredible and dangerous creatures and magic that defies his knowledge of his old world? He will have to analyze, understand and adapt to these new possibilities and constraints to survive!
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